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Amman, he is the culprit of all the disasters that arise in the lives of those around him. Yeah, he's the cause of all the mess that's been going on lately.

Aston nearly killed his wife, who was the victim of a rape by the depraved man. Even Amman was the one who told Aston, about Nino and also their past by phone.

For decades now, Amman has known about the existence of Aston and Citra. Because they even live in the same city. But Amman never got a chance to meet the two men.

And again he has no evidence, if Citra ever conceived and gave birth to her child. If he had been great in this age, he would have been very easy to prove. It could easily destroy the relationship between Aston and Citra.

In this age everything is sophisticated. Just install a cell phone camera, record all the actions and then spread. The image must be ashamed and would choose to marry her.

Because of bad habits in this country, if there is a case of rape. Then the victim will be forced to marry the perpetrator.

A solution that would corner the victim, but be beneficial to perpetrators like Amman. If it really happened to him.

But what power in that era, he could not even prove anything. The camera recorders in those days were still big and it would be very difficult to hide them.

After all, it would be very troublesome, carrying out rape while carrying a camera weighing 2kg an more. While he wants to enjoy every inch of the body of the image he loves.

"Sir Amman from CCTV road, we can see that the father is indeed on the wrong path. At the time of the consecutive accident yesterday took place."

One police officer said to Amman, who was sitting quietly in a chair.

"I'm sleepy, sir. But I am not under the influence of alcohol." replied the man later.

"I did a blood donation in a hospital. I still remember who the doctor called me and who the nurse was handling me at the time" he continued.

The police then typed all of Amman's statements inside the computer. Shortly after, one of Amman's lawyers came.

Questions were answered by the old man. While on the other hand, precisely in his company office. There are some people who come to hold them accountable. Presumably it was also the victim of an accident, who was reluctant to take the legal route.

But that does not mean that such people are not dangerous, but rather they should be wary. Because it is feared that they will be barbaric, if their request is not met.

They are now dealing with one of the publicists in Amman's office, because Amman himself is still in the police station.

***

That day Arka and Amanda were still in the shadow of guilt. Having abandoned their twins too often, they caused the babies to go berserk and sulk at both parents.

Not wanting her child to lack time and attention anymore, Arka and Amanda took each of their babies to the office.

Amanda herself doesn't matter, because she's the boss in her office and has her own room. So that he can freely bring Afka.

Arka had to ask permission first. Luckily, his boss didn't bother about it much. Moreover, it was Friday, where their office was somewhat more relaxed than usual. And Arka will not take the child forever to that place.

Amanda does her work, while Afka is fast asleep. Coincidentally that one baby is indeed mole.

While Azka who is now with Arka, appears to be in the stroller with a half-sitting position. He didn't sleep at all. Arka opened the stroller cover, so that the baby could see here and there.

"Yetoo."

Arka's co-workers become a little difficult to concentrate, their eyes always on the adorable baby.

Moreover, Azka was very easy to smile at others. As a result, the entire office was pacing, just to touch his cheeks or just chatting for a moment.

"Where's the straw?"

A co-worker of Arka said as she stared at the drink in the bag, which she had just picked up from the refrigerator.

"Eh, that's my son's ASI." said Arka panicked as she approached.

"Wooh, I think milk products are new. Good thing not to drink." said the colleague with a shocked expression. Arka and the others laughed.

"Brotherhood lo ntar, with his son Arka." as well as Arka's other coworkers. The ASI was then put back to its original place.

"It's really my son's brother lo, you eat a lot" said Arka.

Again and again they all laughed, only Cintara who was silent since then. He seemed unhappy with Arka who suddenly brought the baby.

"Wait here yes, papa wants a photocopy.this first." said Arka to his son.

Arka then switched to the next room, to take a photo copy of some files. Azka was alone near her father's desk.

"Hoayaaa." he said in a voice.

Cintara who was trying to focus, turned to the boy. And it turns out Azka is glancing towards him. Cintara did not budge, it felt like he wanted to snap the child's head. Because he was upset with the mother of the baby, who was felt to have taken his soul mate.

"Yetoo." Azka is back.

"Weeek." she said later. Unexpectedly, Azka laughed.

"Ehee."

Cintara was getting upset. The girl then stuck out her tongue again, so that the child would cry. He wanted Arka to feel bad around because of her son's cry, then thought of bringing the baby home soon.

"Weeek." said Cintara again.

"Ehee."

This time Azka's laughter was bigger than it was. Make other employees finally look, and find Cintara's actions.

Cintara also raised the black part of her eyes upwards, then again tried to focus on work. A moment passed, Arka suddenly remembered something.

"Ndi, please look at my son. I forgot there was something I had to take care of on the 3rd floor" Arka told one of her co-workers, as she had exited the copy photo room.

"Yes, it's okay" Andi said.

"If she cries, call me, Ndi."

"Yes." Yeah."

Arka disappears behind the elevator door, while Azka is alone. He noticed the employees who were busy taking care of the work. Every now and then those employees flashed, then stroked his head.

A while passed, Arka had not returned. While other employees began to focus, because the clock was getting late.

The sooner they finish the job, the sooner they get home. Moreover, this is ahead of the weekend, many employees are planning to take a vacation.

"Yetoo."

Azka started to make a sound again, this time looking towards her father's empty chair and desk.

"Yetoo."

No one's paying attention.

"Grandam."

He started crying and managed to attract attention. The employees who were originally busy, tried to calm the child. One by one took turns holding Azka, while the others were busy chirping, or displaying their ugly faces before the child.

Intending for Azka to laugh, the boy screamed even more. Cintara was so upset, she took and held the baby. Then a miracle happened, somehow Azka suddenly silent and immediately laughed.

"Eheeee." she looked at Cintara.

"Don't buy me like that" said Cintara with a sharp tone, but Azka laughed more.

"Ehee."

"Aha, ahe, aha, ahe. It's not funny you know, you're ordinary."

"Ehee."

"Laugh more and more."

The son who accidentally flashed and saw the scene, could only hold back a smile. And so do other employees.

The problem was that the whole office knew that Cintara liked Arka, and he hated Arka's wife and children. But now he is actually trapped into an impromptu baby sitter.

Cintara put Azka back into the stroller. But just as he turned towards his desk, the baby was crying again.

Inevitably he also returned to carry Azka, and over time he became insane by himself. Now he communicates strange language to Azka, while Azka laughs.

"Abuzubuzu."

"Abuzubuzu."

"Ehee."

Arka returns after finishing her affairs, she is very worried Azka will cry. When he got out of the elevator, the young man hurriedly approached his son's stroller.

But Azka was not there, Arka glanced around and also his colleagues. Then his partner glanced at Cintara who was in a corner.

Arka was silent where she stood and smiled. Cintara and her son are now standing by the glass, far away in the corner near the Son's room. The girl was talking to Azka, staring at the towering buildings.