Lecturer & Rector
Tree Problem

The night that Anisa is declared missing, Farhan, Faisal, Father and Abi immediately fix the plans they once laid out. The next day immediately departed to where the GPS destination was tracked. Farhan insisted on leaving that night as well. Dad warned me many times to stay alert to that person. Can't be reckless about doing that dangerous thing.

"He won't hurt Anisa, just calm down. Abi knows Surya! Inevitably he must have a good side. He did something like this also because of a misunderstanding between us" Abi said.

The four of them tried to cover up this incident from the women in their home. They certainly don't want to if they're worried. Even now Aisyah was pregnant. I can't bear to let him think about this.

Many times Father and Abi contacted Mr. Surya. Not starting tonight. Already 10 years ago every time contacted always unresponsive. Not only through phone numbers, even through email has been countless times.

Flash Back's

“What the fuck! I'm not wrong here! What's the reason you guys caught me!” mr. Surya shouted at police officers when dragging him to the police station.

“Ali! Afifs! What's the matter?” he asked when he saw his two best friends approaching him before getting into the police car.

“Actually we can't report you. We don't believe in everything you've done. We both know that you are the mastermind of embezzlement in this company,”, said Mr. Afif.

“What do you mean! I never did that! We're building this company together. How could I possibly do that?” Answer Mr. Surya.

“You better explain it to the judge tomorrow morning. Disable the evidence that has been collected,” said Mr. Ali.

“Sial! How can these two people know if I'm the mastermind,”in Pak Surya.

“There was someone we suspected intentionally and kept us intending quietly. After the man was cornered, we executed him. We didn't expect. You've used him for 3 years! You said we were friends, but why do you have Sur?” Said Mr. Afif as if he knew the contents of his best friend's heart.

At the trial, Mr. Surya was so angry at the confession of his secretary. He was willing to be a witness to all his actions. Since his imprisonment, he has never received a visit from his best friend's family.

After five years in prison, Mr. Surya was re-arrested for the murder and kidnapping of children. He killed his secretary and kidnapped his best friend's son.

“Originally you know baby! It became like this because of your own brother! Oho! Waitaminute! Not your brother, but your brother's friend. Om never willing my siti to be taken. Trying to be sincere! Why does hate grow! Even Om becomes even more hateful when Om begins to like a woman, your Abi takes it back. A hypocrite! Just his pretentious face. In fact Abimu is a usurper anyway.Even Om married Om's own wife without love! From there Om is determined to destroy your family,” Said Mr. Surya to a boy who was as much as he pleased in front of him.

“Abi good man Om,” weaned the boy.

“Fuck heard you!!!! You brat!” he shouted and began to launch his intentions.

“Why Om be like a monster?” ask the plain little girl.

“As you know, my kindness to you is just a sweetener, HAHAHAHA!!” laughter blaring.

“You see this, baby? Your cat is so sweet, isn't it?” mr. Surya said to the boy.

He held the cat's head and was left hanging trying to rebel. A knife began to point to the cat's neck.

“Do not! Don't kill Moli! Anisa mohooo,” Shouted Anisa. He tried to untie her in his hand but instead injured her.

“Do Not Om! Anisa mohooon, Moli was never naughty,” the crying Anisa broke with her heart.

Shreeks! The incision went through the poor cat's neck. Blood everywhere. The one who had initially rebelled now looked helpless. The blood on Anisa's arm and on her cheek. Her crying became so.

Bruaks! Help is starting to come. The Flash Back off.

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Bruaks! The door of the room that Anisa occupied was smashed by someone. Anisa who was daydreaming was shocked for a moment.

“Pa-k Ha-rris,” Inner Anisa.

His face that looked bruised with inappropriate clothes was called neat. Haris approached Anisa. Plaster that covers his mouth.

“You're okay, isn't Anisa? You're not hurt?” tanyanya panic.

The release of all ties that torment Anisa.

“You're coming with me huh?” abugn.

“I want to go home,” says Anisa.

“Iya, now you come with me first. Later I will take you home,” He said trying to convince Anisa.

Finally Anisa tried to believe in this person. Haris is about to help Anisa but Haris's hand is cut off. Haris follows Anisa's will, though she can't bear to see Anisa walking limping. Outside the room were two people lying on the floor. No marks or bruises. They just seem to be asleep there. Suddenly Anisa's watch is forced off by Haris and thrown into the wall.

“Pak! Why thrown!” shouted Anisa.

“Quiet Anisa, this as evidence later if there are police investigating this place,” he said.

“For I can take you away from Farhan Anisa,” he said in his heart.

Anisa was silent in the car. Even when Haris asked to speak, he only answered briefly.

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“Sial! The insolent! Where did that sneak lead to escape!” the Old Man shouted at the guard in an old house.

“Sorry boss, we were given sleeping pills by Mr. Haris,” replied the guard.

"We don't know if the guard outside has been paralysed" he said.

“Basic! Useless! I was in vain to pay you! Finish these two!” his orders. No matter who asks for forgiveness. There was not even any pity hearing the groans of the two people.

“Prepare your people immediately! Unlock the weapon seal that was sent yesterday! We're leaving tonight! How dare he play games with me,”.

“Honey, you wait at the villa huh?” said the old man to a woman beside him.

“No Pa, I want to come. Anyway I'm coming. I want to teach that woman a lesson,” Her answer is not to be denied.

“OK-OKay! Papa will never be able to refuse your request, let's get ready,” replied the Old Man.

“This hand clock is very good, it looks expensive. Limited edition, his inner” when taking a watch under a wooden chair before actually leaving from that rundown house.

Seriate...

Assalamu’alaikum Warahmatullahi Barakatuh,

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Sorry yee, yesterday Lhu-lhu was not up. It seems that Sunday night Lhu-Lhu is hard to expect to up, hehehe.

Every Sunday night Lhu-Lhu there is an alumni activity of the gaeess pesantren, sometimes the completion of a really big night. So I like to get tired if I want to take a bite. Hehe.

Maapken...

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If Lhu-lhu still finds, apologize if we took the road to block...

Tomorrow insyaallah Lhu-Lhu will be up double. So pantenginterus yaa.. :”).

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