
"Sorry, Sir. I can't."
The answer of a man sitting in front of him made Alan only able to sigh deeply. He had deliberately brought his Grandpa's personal driver for him to testify. Alan wanted to find out about Dilara by extracting information from her Grandpa's personal driver. Why should the private driver Hary because Alan prestige if you have to ask him directly to the Grandpa.
But after a long time of being forced to open his voice, the middle-aged man continued to refuse. Reluctant to give information because of fear if known by the employer, to the end of dismissal.
"Come, Uncle. Just little. I want to know where Lara lived when she first met Grandpa" Alan asked in a voice made as clear as possible.
The driver's dilemma. They want to say but are also afraid of being caught.
"Please, Master. Please, don't be like this. My son and wife still need to eat, if I knew, surely the great sir would immediately fire me," please the driver. He's already desperate. In a cramped condition Alan just pressed him.
"I'll give you a lot of money and--"
"Sorry, I'm not interested. For me, the great Lord's trust is absolute and I must not let him down."
Alan smiled faintly. Staring at Takjup in middle age has worked for a long time on his grandfather. The man's loyalty to Grandpa needs a thumbs up.
"I'm proud of you" praised Alan but did not immediately make the middle-aged man big-headed. "I'm not asking you to talk much, I just want to know where Dilara lived before Grandpa picked her up" Alan continued. All right, he's blushing. It seems futile to pry information on a man like Hary's personal driver. Is it possible that he should step in and find out for himself?.
"Miss Dilara's house is in a slum located not far from the garbage disposal site or traditional market in XX area." In the end the driver opened his voice even though after that he was amazingly sorry to say it.
"Group settlements, garbage disposal, traditional markets?."
"Yes, Sir. That is all I can say. Please leave, sir. Excuse me." Not wanting to be flabbergasted for the second time, the middle-aged man quickly retreated. Stay away from Alan while staying away from bad luck. Hary could have come to catch him and fired him without mercy.
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The information obtained from Hary's private driver brings Alan's footsteps to the slum that the man believed to be Dilara's residence before being picked up by the Grandfather. Today Alan deliberately took time off to explore Dilara's life actually certainly without Hary's knowledge.
The stinging heat did not dampen the steps of Alan's feet to approach a house that is more worthy of being called a hut. Alan had asked the surrounding population after his iron horse was deposited on an empty land because the settlement road was fairly narrow and could not be passed by four-wheeled vehicles. The house he is heading to now, according to residents is Dilara's house before it was abandoned by its owner. The empty building that was mostly plank and wood was weathered to age.
Alan was speechless, looking fixedly at the old building with a mind breezing. It was in this place that his wife grew up.
"Dilara lives with her five younger siblings. Her father's gone, and her mother's gone nowhere. She left her child so easily that Dilara, the eldest, became the backbone to support her younger siblings."
"Sir, are you looking for someone?."
Alan's aghast. Someone's voice from behind the back, startling him. The man in black shirt turned around, removing the dark colored glasses that he had been wearing.
In front of Alan was now a middle-aged gathering dressed in a moustache. Perhaps the woman lived not far from where she was standing at this time.
"Yes, I wanted to meet the owner of the house, but it was empty. This house is like uninhabited." Information from a resident who said if the owner of the house had moved was Alan can, only he chose to pretend so that more information about Dilara.
"Yes, Sir. The whole house has moved. This house was empty and unoccupied more than half a year ago."
More than half a year and Lara just married 3 months ago?. So where did Dilara live before she married him but she left this house?. Alan asked in his heart. From here the man woke up. His wife had many secrets while he chose indifferently. Don't want to know about his wife and any of his relatives.
"Is this house once occupied by one family?." Alan was long curious.
"Yes, but it was. After his father died, and his mother left, in this house only occupied the six children of the owner of the house."
"What, his father died and his mother left?." Alan gasped. Of course, the information obtained from the residents did not mention the whereabouts of Father and Mother Dilara.
The middle-aged woman just nodded her head. Starting to be uncomfortable with the situation was also afraid that if the man he was talking to was a bad person, one of Dilara's neighbors resigned. For a long time he was scared especially after seeing Alan's shocked expression.
"His father is dead, and his mother is gone?." Alan's lips repeated the sentence from middle age. Alan's body suddenly went limp. He decided to sit down and clear his mind.
As important as he was to Dilara until something as important as this he did not know?. Huh, important?. Since when did Alan stutter Dilara was important.
At the wedding night it was Dilara was only accompanied by a man who became the guardian of marriage. Alan, who didn't want the wedding to happen, didn't really care. Dilara's facial expression was not even able to see. The girl smiled or cried, Alan really doesn't care. That night that Alan was in Dilara was hate. Hatred is ingrained because Dilara has been presumptuous to block his promise not to marry throughout life.
Alan rubbed his face rough. Could it be that he was too cruel to Dilara who should not have used the woman as a place of anger, because of his disappointment with Grandpa. He should be more patient, and treat Dilara like a wife in general.
Alan's stuck. Sitting quietly for a while before getting up and leaving the courtyard of the house that Dilara's parents had occupied before she was born.
Tbc.
Sorry slow update..