Ixora Girl Bang Bule
Chapters. 103. Forward Continue

“I guess Miss Ixora contacted me.” Richardo muttered with a smile. I don't know what causes both ends of his lips to rise up and form a single smile. Either because Ixora's kindness or Ixora's beauty is now hidden her or Bang Bule's jealousy on her. Richardo then swiped the green button.

“Goodnight, sorry is this Mr. Richardo.”'s phone number There's a woman's voice across there behind Richardo's phone.

“Whose you?” richardo asked back.

“I Nindy, friend of Isomah. My family and I would like to thank you very much for the help of Mr. Richardo.” Nindy said again behind Richardo's phone. Nindy who had received a reply from Isomah about the truth of Richardo's phone number immediately contacted Richardo.

“Same Miss Nindy, may her Mother Miss Nindy be healthy soon.” Richardo said a bit clumsy as he felt that he was not helping anything for the Nindy family.

“Thank you Sir, may Allah Almighty always give you the abundance of fortune, and please yes Sir help also my friend Isomah so that his problems quickly finished I am sure he is not plagiarized if up to the court of his case I am willing to be a witness.” Nindy said in a serious tone.

But suddenly he remembered the announcement from Carol Alfredo, the son of the owner of the Mahardhika campus.

“Eh. but I must not help him because it can be removed from campus. I'm confused .” said again with a worried tone.

“Alright Miss I will help Miss Isomah this I am also working to help her.” Richardo said in a flat tone.

“Ooo well Sir sorry I have interfered and once again thank you. “ said Nindy then he immediately disconnected his phone so as not to interfere with Richardo's work.

Richardo immediately put his phone on the desk in his room.

“While what helped you was your friend it wasn't me.” Richardo muttered as he opened his lap top.

When Richardo was pressing the power button suddenly his phone rang again.

She smiled as she looked on her phone screen with the name of the contact Miss I was making a voice call. Richardo immediately shifted the green button.

“Goodnight Miss, what can I help.” Richardo said with a smile even though his smile was not seen by Ixora because Ixora only made voice calls

“Please immediately Master find out who the owner of the account is and who the brains of the perpetrator is.” Orders from Ixora.

“Good Miss.” Richardo replied politely.

And as time passed, the days began to change. Richardo is still working to find out who the account owner and the brains behind the slander on Isomah. Meanwhile Isomah is still waiting for news from the race committee.

And in the morning when Isomah is ready to go to campus for his morning lecture. There was a notification sound on his phone. Isomah who is very waiting for news from the race committee immediately grabbed his phone.

“Congratulations, the committee team has tested the validity of the certificate you sent. And we declare that Isomah Wagiman remains as the first champion and is entitled to represent the International level competition.”

After he finished reading the message from the race committee there were tears flowing from both ends of his eyes but Isomah's lips smiled happily.

“I still have to fight for my rights. I get rid of the people who get in my way.” Said Isomah while clenching his hands he was determined to continue forward.

“Mr Richardo really has not found the culprit, but soon surely the committee will announce the results of the race that is certain.” Isomah muttered in his heart and he was busy typing typing typing on his phone screen to give a thank you to the race committee. When he was done, he immediately sent it.

“Try me to contact Mr. Richardo. “ murmured Isomah. Then Isomah was busy wiping the screen swiping his phone to find the name of Richardo's contact. But after he made the call the voice could not connect, only a busy tone sounded.

Many times Isomah tried to call again the contact name Richardo, but still a busy tone was heard.

“Let's go home from college I call again.” Isomah muttered then he immediately put his phone into his tote bag and he immediately came out of his room to go to college.

A few minutes later Isomah arrived at the medical school. The atmosphere of the campus still remains the same people still seem indifferent and silent himself. When Isomah entered the lecture room he saw the figure of Nindy who was already sitting in one of the chairs and was ready with his lap top.

“Nin, how's your mom doing?” isomah asked and sat her ass in the chair next to Nindy.

“Hai Is, thank you very much for bringing Mr. Richardo to see my Mother. Now there's a nurse who's special about taking care of my mom so I can go to college. My sister's sister is also happy to take care of my mother, she said her room is nice cold wide clean fragrance like not being in the hospital, tv is also big.” said Nindy with twinkle sparkling eyes. Their conversation stopped because their Lecturer had entered the room.

Isomah and Nindy also seriously pay attention to the material conveyed by their Lecturer. And the time continues to roll until the course changes they both do not discuss the problem of Isomah case even though at rest. Nindy was afraid that someone would report to the son of the campus owner.

Until the time his college schedule was over. Isomah walked out of the room together with Nindy. Next Nindy walked towards the parking lot while Isomah continued walking towards the courtyard to get out. When he was still walking..

“Hai... Dic.. Congratulations yes.. Turns out you also attended afternoon lecture ya.” The voice of a man who followed Isomah's footsteps. And Isomah looked.

“Congratulations Brother? Good afternoon he.. he..” said Isomah after knowing and following him is Gugun the senior who looks like himself in the male version. Culun, with thick glasses, but instead her clothes are not clothes of gloom but even small.

“Heleh pura ya you, you are the first champion of the research competition. Just got the announcement out. And fix you the champion. The jury's decision cannot be sued because there is already authentic evidence not canned.” Say Gugun with a wide length and a slightly woody style.

“Create Brother?” asked Isomah and Gugun nodded steadily.

“Look at the competition committee website and soon also announced in our campus media.” Gugun said next. Isomah who heard seemed happy but there was also a sense of wastiness.