LINE TWO FIGHTERS
Riddle Room Almarhumah Mother Lila.

Finished wearing clothes and we came out of this room, Satria was no longer straddling his path.

Then we went to the doctor and nurse and we came out of the clinic which was welcomed by Mr. Imran.

Mr. Imran drove slowly and was finally reprimanded by Satria.

Just a smile given by Mr. Imran and then increase the speed of the car.

Mas Satria asked to go to the office to be able to quickly complete the work before the operation later.

"then Sarah can dong to Insani as well, it's just different floor with room mas.

Later let Sarah control to take her vitamins."

"it's up to you, but Imran has to keep an eye on you, right, your father."

"yes, thank you, but sign this consent document first."

Satria signed the document without reading it.

"directly signed by me?"

"mas has read the contents, and later you will see if you are the daughter-in-law of your choice."

Said Mas Satria with a cynical smile towards me.

"sir Imran, please watch over this father's daughter, later on the door of my mother's room is also unloaded."

"ready...."

Again, Satria smiled cynically and then looked at my face.

Not long after we arrived at the Satria mas office building, and this Satria car had a special parking right in front of the entrance of this luxury building.

The three of us entered a special elevator and it looks like the number seven button is on which means the Insani room will arrive.

Ting......

The number eight lit up and the elevator door opened, and Satria looked sharply at me.

"i'm sure, Mr. Imran, if your daughter manages to open the entrance to that secret room."

"ready...."

Imran quickly answered, then I got out of the elevator followed by Mr. Imran.

Still ringing with a cynical smile from the Satria mas, the smile disappeared from the mind because of the welcome from Deva.

"beautiful, come with me."

Deva stuck out her hand that wanted me to hold her hand, then was patted by Mr. Imran.

"sorry, Mr. Deva, my daughter has a husband, please respect my daughter-in-law."

"jssssss....."

Only that word came out of Deva's mouth and looked annoyed to see Mr. Imran.

Now Imran is in our midst, that Deva may not take my hand.

"this is the room of the late mother, if indeed you are her chosen daughter-in-law, please open. if you managed to open, the documents in the hands of mbak Deva received."

Deva said with a hint of hesitation, then I saw the doorknob.

Smart lock that has been modified so that it is not easy to break.

I rubbed it and the numbers button interjected.

Then I entered the two digits of Satria's birth date.

tit.......

Please enter.....

As soon as the sound of the smart lock and the door opens, it looks like a robot vacuum cleaner on the move.

And then the three of us came in, and Deva still couldn't believe what was going on.

"sir Deva....

here's the document, now sign it."

Deva received the document, then I walked towards the nice closet and so holding its handle instantly appeared alphabetically.

The latest closet and there is a safe, the sound of falling goods turns out it is a document that fell from Deva's hands.

Enter the two digits of the date of birth Satria reversed and then rotate the button and the safe opens.

Deva grabbed her phone and called someone.

'your wife is the daughter-in-law of your choice.get downstairs and enter the room.'

Then I closed the safe again, because something was wrong.

"what does Deva mean?"

Deva did not answer my question, but instead sat limply on that classic, luxurious sofa.

then I closed the door to the vault, then walked towards Deva.

"kak Deva why?"

"don't call me Deva, don't be polite."

What else does this mean? didn't he ask me to call him Deva's sister?

Mr. Imran was seen walking around and then stopped near the large work desk, there was a photo of Satria with Almarhumah laughing and there was also a portrait pose.

Mr. Imran cried to see the photos, while holding the late photo.

Likewise with Deva, the teary eyes have now drained water on her cheeks.

Then came the sound of footsteps, and finally entered Satria with Findon into this room.

Instantly they both fell silent and shed tears and did not budge when they saw the neatly arranged photos on the workbench.

Mr. Imran sat in one of them holding the late photo, then Satria approached Mr. Imran and asked for the photo he held.

With tears in his eyes, then handed the photo to mas Satria.

It was a tense atmosphere and it really confused me with all these sights.

They were silent with their own feelings, and I was confused to see those who were sad.

"helloo....

dong's story, what happened? why are you crying?"

No one answered My question, instead they walked towards me sitting near Deva.

"mas Satria, so Sarah's mother was the girl I meant. Findon is still confused about why Sarah's choice."

Mas Satria glanced at Findon and then looked at me with a sharp gaze.

Why did Findon call Satria with a mas call?

Usually call him by call sir, but .....

"mas wants you to be honest Sarah, how long have you known Mama?

Why did you open this room and open the closet and the safe?"

Mas Satria asked while pointing to the closet whose lights were still interrupting.

It is a dilemma to answer the question from the Satria mas, according to the message from the wife of Mr. Imran, first study the file and then tell Satria.

"would it be better if we both talked?"

"no Sarah, explain it here, because it's your family, not the parasites Sarah used to find at home."

Deva, Findon and Mr. Imran looked at me with hopeful gazes.

"do you remember the jewelry Sarah bought from her stepmother?"

Mas Satria shook his head, and this made a list of many unanswered questions.

Who is a parasite and why is it called a parasite?

Isn't that Satria's family, too?

"didn't you know that the jewelry belonged to my mother's Almarhumah?"

Satria shook her head.

It is time to say all this and ask Satria about his family.