HE IS ME

HE IS ME
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Aldi stared at his boss. The man with good looks above the average is still not budging in his place. A few minutes ago, he talked to his father. Kuncoro contacted the child after the company's general meeting ended.


Everything went so fast even faster than Alex expected. At first he thought it would be a little difficult to persuade the future mother-in-law. But in fact everything went well.


"Then what's next?" Aldi who had been silent at last opened his voice.


"Jen is the only one left, and this is the hardest part. I have to convince him and it must be difficult. Jen trusts others too much."


"What if we wait until Aunt Lydia comes? at least we still have time to slowly make the lady understand. And also, Andrian will most likely make it this afternoon." Aldi looked back at Alex who looked back at him.


Alex massaged the base of his nose. He doesn't want to involve a lot of people. But being aware of the dangers that threaten Jenita at any time makes him have to make quick steps and many parties involved.


"Do the plan 2." Alex said quickly.


"The picture's over and over again, Lex. You know that, right?"


"I knew. But this is also the fastest way that can be taken so that all problems are resolved immediately. If we delay and buy time, it's not impossible that they will re-create the plan and further endanger Jen's safety."


Aldi was silent, what Alex said was true. But with the second plan, the risk is also getting bigger. There was no other reason for him than to nod and prepare for all the possibilities.


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Lydia who had reached her residence set her foot into the papa's study. There, in a small closet hidden behind a bookshelf, all the belongings of her late husband Ikbal were removed.


That's where all the memories and stories of the past are neatly stored. Either premonition or what, two days before the news of his death was heard. Ikbar asks Lydia to go home to their private home and keep the box well.


No words or phrases thrown by Ikbar make Lydia never suspicious about anything. Ikbar just ordered to keep the box well.


Until he decided to leave. Lydia kept the box with her.


"I always hoped that all this would continue to be stored and never come out or bring it up again. But I had no other choice, my mom. All for the safety of our daughter." Lirih.


In notya an Album and also a small note of the legacy of Ikbar. Everything is still neatly written and arranged there. Slowly, as Lydia's tears rolled down, it was still the same when she opened and read everything in the box for the first time 20 years ago.


Yes, the box opened after 3 years of Ikbar's departure. At the insistence of her father, Lydia finally wanted to open it and find out all the truth later.


"I'm ready, ma'am. If this is what I should be doing." He wiped the photo of Ikbar who was smiling, as if the smile was contagious until Lidia's lips curved to form a thin smile on the sidelines of tears that still flowed on both cheeks.


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"The car came out of the big house at 5 this morning. And now it's parked across the shophouse belonging to the lady."


Alex read the men's report carefully. Along the passageway to the house that was the target of their reconnaissance there had been several of his men on standby at all times. Similarly around shophouses and shops Jenita. Didn't want to back down in the end Alex chose to do it.


"My guess is getting bigger on him. I don't know what motive he had for doing that." Mumbled slowly.


What about aunt Lydia? maybe he knows something we can point to." Aldi who is still loyal to be on the side of his boss said.


"That's the problem. Aunt Lid shuts herself down, even about her past story. I can't force her to tell stories without her own initiative."


"It would be difficult if we could only guess. However, everything goes on and if we do not get a solution that will certainly all be useless and in vain."


"So far it's been getting pretty good, at least Aunt Lid is no longer hiding. Even he had dared to show himself in the outside world. It only takes time and for a while we should focus on Jenita's safety and the supervision of the house. I'm pretty sure there's a big secret in store." Alex stared with a sharp look. For him, facing business opponents is much younger than facing such a complicated thing.


Meanwhile, Lydia was preparing to leave. The city of C where the princess is located is her goal now. He was determined to be a protector for his daughter. At least he could confirm Jenita's condition with his own eyes.


The small suitcase is ready in the trunk. Do not want to delay too much time in the end the car that took him away drove with a driver. Only one car came out of the yard. But Kuncoro's men are scattered around the Lidia residence to keep the middle-aged woman's safety moving quickly without making suspicion. Not even Lydia herself knew she was being watched.


Busy with the throes of the mind made Lydia slumber on the way. The beautiful woman at her age who was no longer young looked tired with black strokes in her eyes.


Until dusk before then the car he was riding entered the border of City C. The palpitations are certainly there, but Lydia feels more wasy of course about the princess.


"Your daughter is a strong girl. He can even smile to keep his wound tight because he doesn't want to worry you. You should be proud to have him, he's your spirit. Therefore, get up!!! help your daughter fight injustice."


The word Kuncoro that whipped his soul. Made Lydia aware by her selfishness all along. He was calm in hiding and no longer dealt with the outside world. But he forgot that the princess needed that freedom.


The car kept going deeper into the city. A city that holds many memories and wounds. The city that made him must bury his love deep within. The city where her husband was born and also left.


Alex, who gets word from one of Kuncoro's men, immediately asks Aldi to go and greet Lydia. The sudden arrival certainly made him a little surprised but a thin smile was engraved on the lips of a handsome man with his eagle eyes that shone sharp.


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