Captured by the Past
Chapter 143: The Hospital.

As the sun dips into the open window crevices of a dark-scented building in a building that holds a lot of iron bars. Ajun confronted the police who from yesterday made him fall into thousands of questions about the case reported by the sturdy man.

In a soundproof room with dim lighting, Ajun stood beside the police to interrogate the weakly bowed Elshara, the beautiful girl froze like a statue on display in large malls or in boutiques.

Her beautiful parasites loosened as the rays produced from the lights shone on her, but from the dim chambers the light on her face, she said, there did not seem at all guilty or aware of the crimes he had committed.

It had been more than six hours Elshara sat before two policemen and Ajun, hundreds of questions had been asked, and the girl answered him in a semi-conscious state, because part of her soul had run away somewhere, he said, his gaze was blank with his back curled weakly.

"Bring the prisoner into the cell back," said one of the policemen near Ajun.

Two policemen outside immediately entered and brought Elshara back into the cell, the girl was put into a special cell for suspended prisoners, because the trial process was still continuing, and Ajun, who saw his friend in a bad state, let out a long sigh while hugging himself.

El ... Lu why should I believe it anyway, honestly cave pity and do not have you dragged like that, but the crime must get the punishment, sorry ... I can't help anything, other than helping the trial run smoothly.

Inner Ajun muttered, then the man restored his rough face and dragged him back along with his wasted breath out.

"How about Ajun?"ask one of the police who is still compiling the results of the interrogation report that has just been completed.

The adjunct who stood behind the police was rushing forward and sitting on the chair originally occupied by Elshara, he pulled both elbows on the table and linked his fingers and he placed his chin on the two hands that had joined each other.

"Detainees must conduct a psychiatric examination first, then we can determine the schedule of the trial," Ajun said when he remembered the words of Nanda if Elshara suffered from mental disorders OLD (Obsessive Love Disorder).

OLD (Obsessive Love Disorder) is the mental condition of a person who experiences unhealthy feelings of love obsession towards a loved one. A strong feeling and unwilling to break away from the person he loves, and this is what happened to Elshara because of her great obsession with Royyan, his soul drives himself to do things that are out of his control.

"What's with the prisoner, Mr. Ajun?"ask one of the other cops.

"Wouldn't that woman be Mr. Ajun's friend" said another policeman who was also still in the interrogation room.

Ajun parsed his breath out gently and lowered his hand to lie on the table carelessly. "Yes he's my friend, and his doctor said if he has an OLD (Obsessive Love Disorder) mental disorder," explained Ajun as what he knows. "So we can not arbitrarily impose a criminal sentence on him, and the victim is still in the care of a doctor" Ajun continued.

"Ah right, that means this case refers to the Penal Code Article 44 if the perpetrator who suffered mental disorders, mental disorders and the like can not be convicted," said one of the police in front of him.

"That's why prisoners have to go through the psychiatric examination process first, if it is proven that there is a mental disorder then it is clear there will be no criminal offense," said Ajun again.

"Okay sir, we'll prepare the doctor in particular."

"Hope, call Zarina's doctor from the downtown hospital, because she's her personal doctor" Ajun denied as the police cleared the interrogation table.

"Okay sir, we'll call him right away."

"okay." Ajun immediately got up from the chair, "if there's anything call me, don't Royyan, he's taking care of things, don't burden my best friend with the trial of the perpetrator," Adjuncts to some police there.

The police there just nodded and immediately agreed to Ajun's request, after which the French-haired man immediately walked out of the police building. Arriving outside the police building, how surprised Ajun when he saw hundreds of cameras with his reporters had greeted him with a camera flash that rumbled.

Mucus! I forgot again, the reporters must have known about this case. They always know whatever happens.

Batin Ajun back.

"You ran away their eyes saw me, ah shit!"bhik Ajun.

He had to step foot, continue his journey to the parking lot where his car was parked there, and to get there the man had to pass through hundreds of journalists.

Ajun's body moved out to meet the reporters who were already talking various kinds of things at the same time, their voice fused with the sound of the camera flash from his camera, which was, making the adjunct unable to hear anything other than a continuous boisterous sound and his ears are unable to digest anything that masuh to his ears.

"Stop! Calm down first ... If I speak all I have to answer, "reassertively Ajun blinked his eyes several times while shaking his head.

As soon as everything was quiet, except for the cameras that were still working, the cameramen could not just stop their work. However, the reporters were already silent and this was when Ajun's chance to say something and immediately ran from before the reporters.

"This case is still in the trial stage so just wait for the continuation yes," said Ajun who immediately stepped his foot to stay away.

Not a journalist by name if not hunting down the target to get an information they can bring in an online article or delivered in the television news.

"Is it true that Mr. Ajun, if Miss Rala is a top model from a big agency, is it an assassination attempt?"

"Yes sir, how's the chronology?"

"Is your father on the scene?"

"Well how's the victim?"

"Who are the victims sir?"

The questions continued to be thrown before Ajun until the man stopped his steps and let out a long sigh. "I can't answer it, everything will be explained by the police, I'm just here to help my friend Royyan to take care of the trial" Ajun said.

Ajun did not want to say anything about this case, he was just afraid of saying something wrong that might make the atmosphere worse, and the tension that whirled in Royyan's life would be more foggy, more foggy, and the Adjunct didn't want that to happen.

...***...

In the VVIP room where Dirta was huddled there, Royyan and Almira came to see the man. From yesterday the little-eyed man continued to fall asleep making the couple worried about his condition, but Zarina's doctor has explained that if Dirta's condition is fine and Dirta's internal organs are very good, nothing is damaged by the bullet.

Dirta who was lying weakly on the hospital bed in a tilted state because the location of the wound is on the back, immediately turned his head because he realized the presence of Royyan and Almira to his place. Afterwards Dirta immediately moved to sit while she grimaced with the pain that still felt creaking in her back.

Royyan and Almira who saw Dirta's actions spontaneously ran to get close to Dirta. "Lu did sit down anyway, your back hurts again," Royyan protested grasping Dirta's shoulder and helping her to sit properly.

"Yes Dir, it's been lying down,"timpal Almira grimaced as if feeling the pain suffered by Dirta.

Dirta shifted his body to the left looking for a comfortable position for him to sit in front of Royyan and Almira, after all this time Dirta finally could talk to Royyan in good condition, unlike when in a restaurant some time ago in awkwardness that was suddenly created.

"Gue is safe, you do not have to worry so, soon to be healed," said Dirta grinning, deep in his little eyes there is a dam of guilt that is still raging in the soul of Dirta.

Royyan dragged a chair near the nightstand and pulled his wife to sit on it, while he stood behind the wife. "Lu got a bullet, where maybe we're not worried, and ... Thank you so much for saving my wife," Royyan said as she dropped her gentle gaze on the base of her head.

"That's in the past, I've said that your problems at that time I'm sorry and everything has been passed" said Royyan who did not understand the meaning of the words of Dirta.

Dirta's gaze suddenly fell down right on the folds of the blanket that hid her two long legs. "Elshara came to the restaurant and asked me to contact the criminals to attack you, the main target is Ra," explained Dirta with his own eyes.

Observed Royyan's eyes sharpened with a gripping twinkle, Almira had realized if the anger was enveloping her husband, as soon as she squeezed soft hands Royyan as she looked up at her husband.

Royyan turned his head and shook his head, then he looked back at Dirta and let go of Almira's clasped grasp. "Why didn't you tell me there was something he was planning?"asked Royyan firmly.

"Sorry Yan ... In fact, my love for El is still too big, I'm afraid El why-why because I know, you will not let go of anyone who has disturbed the lives of your loved ones,"I'm with a voice that's getting slack.

"The end is the same, right?! El will still return to punishment for all his actions, you just slow down but not at all free him from the punishment and now instead you are in the hospital,"royyan covered both of his hands in front.

Dirta had a long breath, Royyan's words were true, Dirta had only slowed down the sentence to visit Elshara, but he was unable to stop the punishment.

Then he sugar his face roughly, his reflection darted far at the stupidity he had already carved. Again and again Dirta made mistakes that made him unable to struggle.

Dirta turned to Royyan with hope. "Yes! I'm sorry you El yes, I ask you to release El from the law, in-he just fell in love like I love him, don't hurt El to-" the Dirta love expectantly.

Quickly Royyan cut Dirta's words with a sharp net highlight. "Stop! Don't talk anymore."

Royyan is not a big-hearted person who will easily forgive all those who make mistakes especially those who are after the life of his beloved wife even his son has been snatched because of the crime of Elshara. Hearing Dirta's plea, Royyan's soul burned how stupid his best friend was, whether until when Dirta would behave like this.

The man who was upholding his shoulders quickly turned to Almira who was pecking at the chair. "Honey, go out and accompany Manda, I want to talk to Dirta," said Royyan softly.

Degh's!

Almira's face turned stiff, her net was thrown at her husband's small eyeball, then she turned her saliva as she alternately looked at Royyan and Dirta. "Daeum ... K-sister,"sahut Almira stammered.

"No papa, I'm not going to kill him in the hospital" he smiled slanted.

Almira's eyeballs widened, but her legs suddenly led her subconscious so she shuffled from the chair and stepped out of the room. After Almira closed the door, Royyan hurriedly sat down on the chair his wife had originally occupied.

"Gue is not a compassionate person, no mistake can be forgiven if it concerns life," Royyan asserted leaning his body forward and linking his fingers, slowly the neutrals that were originally under immediately flung and settled in the small eyeballs belonging to Dirta. "And El has taken his life," he added.

Dirta's face hardened in wonder, the man did not understand, whose life was being revealed by his best friend. "You mean? Whose life? Ra survived, and there were no fatalities in this incident, "to Dirta innocently.

Royyan snorted his cynical laughter as he threw his face towards the side, then his back held upright. "My wife was in an accident because of El and she killed our child in the womb of my wife" said Royyan.

When Royyan's anger erupted some time ago, Dirta did not know the chapter of his best friend's anger, even he did not dare to ask. He thought if Royyan was angry because of something related to Elshara's actions, but the wavy-haired man never thought far until the news of a miscarriage from Almira.

Dirta's forehead shrank in disbelief, her rumbling chest suddenly slowing down. "W-what?"the thrill is still in disbelief.

The long-legged man got up from the chair and dropped the chair he was sitting on earlier, the chair was thrown far back as Royyan kicked the chair until it hit the wall behind him.

"Originally you know, that el you also tried to poison the cave wife! And foolishly you ask me to forgive a criminal like him, "bend Royyan ruffled his waist.

Royyan stepped near Dirta with a hardened tooth. "Never wish he could be free, enough Dir! I'm disappointed in you, from now on let's not know each other."

"Yan sorry ... I don't know anything about that." Dirta got off her bed, she forced herself to stand up while grimacing withstanding the heated pain on her back. "If I knew there was something else El did, I wouldn't dare to ask it to you Yan, I'm sorry." Netra Dirta fell weakly down which she slowly knelt before Royyan while feeling the pain radiating down her back.

Sontak Royyan was stunned by Dirta's actions. His eyes froze for a moment, staring pityfully at Dirta. The mullet haired man actually knew who Dirta, the wavy wavy wavy-haired man had a big heart and was easy to pity others, which was why his love was greater, that was why his love was greater, he was repeatedly hurt by his feelings.

"Gue was the one who started El's plan, but after that I never knew anything more, and at that time I thought El asked to contact the criminals not to lead you,"obviously Dirta just like that as she knelt down.

Royyan flinched in his place, the sharp-eyed man faithfully waiting for all of Dirta's explanations to be completed. Dirta placed both of her palms on the floor to help her support her delicate body.

"After I found out if it was Ra, I came to the old building you burned to see who was behind the attack, that's where I found out if El was controlling it, and I didn't have the courage to talk to you and I finally chose to be quiet" explained Dirta. "But after your anger back then, I ...."

The memory of Dirta suddenly entered into a dense fog that surrounded his dreams, he drowned in an incident that had been passed some time ago. After Royyan's anger, Dirta meets Elshara at her new restaurant because Elshara herself asks to meet her there.

In a VVIP room equipped with soundproofing and a soft sofa with a variety of beautiful colors, Elshara sat on a round bright blue sofa with an equally soft backrest. While Dirta was in front of him complete with his chef clothes.

"What's wrong? Why do you want to see me?"elshara asked after she managed to gulp down a glass of red wine.

Without further ado Dirta immediately answered Elshara's question. "Stop it now, or you'll regret it. You won't be able to fend off Royyan's anger, the target could be your parents, "saran Dirta seriously, he just doesn't want the woman he loves to have bad days because of the anger of his best friend.

However, Elshara suddenly let out a small laugh as she leaned her back on the chair she was sitting in, as if she did not care about the consequences she would receive in the future.

"Come Dirta ... You don't be stiff like this, you've committed crimes like this, right?"

"Gue was just bluffing and had no intention of committing murder, but you ... It's making Royyan's wife wretched."

Elshara hardened, her face rough on the Dirta before her. "Stop saying Ra is his wife! Royyan likes me the same as Dirta! Royyan used to love me, "Strongly Elshara with her pushy gaze.

"Els! Stop thinking like that, Royyan never likes you, because he met Ra from the moment you entered into our friendly life, "gertak Dirta who immediately stood up from the chair.

"WHISPER! Mending you out and don't ever bother me again, "beaver Elshara said, her roar of breath sounding rude.

Seeing Elshara's anger making Dirta reluctant to face her again, the man smiled obliquely. "OK fine, take care of yourself, I'm tired." Dirta sauntered from before Elshara with a cocky feeling.

While Elshara sat back in her chair, she leaned her body against the sofa and picked up the wine glass containing the remaining red wine, then she sipped the contents until there was nothing left.

Drrta!

Nanda :

What do you want to ask for help?

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