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Arka and Amanda are still doing various treatments in the salon. Every now and then they check the news of the twins who are currently still in foster care by Rianti.

After watching Dora, they continued to watch Upin and Ipin. The twins are focused. Until when in the video by Rianti, they did not smile at all. Just stared at the television screen with a frown.

"Your son, Ka. The bidatnya until wrinkled so." said Amanda while laughing. Arka could not hide his laughter, when he saw this.

While on the other hand, precisely at the residence of Aston. The man now persuaded his wife Citra, accompanied by her children.

"You have to report this to the police, Citra. You have to get justice." said Aston while looking at his wife.

"Yes, ma. If you do not fight for justice, you will live forever in anger and resentment against the past. The culprit must be punished accordingly, he has ruined the lives and mentality of others for many years."

Anastasia, Citra and Aston's 29-year-old daughter, told her mother. While the other two children watched, giving a supportive look.

"What can still be, it's even been 33 years. We don't have any proof either."

"We can try it all, the key is in the boy. The boy is also one of the proofs that you once contained Amman's seed." Aston said later.

"But what if he said that the relationship was based on liking?. Amman can twist the facts."

"You can defend yourself by telling the truth, while investigators gather evidence and others. They would not necessarily win over either party, just because of the statement he made. As long as you deny everything Amman says, the investigator will also consider."

"It's not going to be easy, Aston."

"Yes, but at least we're fighting for justice. For all the years of your life that was taken away by him. You can't calm down, all this time?"

The image lowered deeply and nodded.

"There's me and the kids who will help you. I'm even willing to go to jail, so you can get justice. Amman must be punished for his actions. Or even if he is not caught by the law, at least let the public know of the crimes he has committed. Because all this time he was too much shelter, behind the name of his large company that looks generous. Though only imaging strategy, in order to increase sales. I know dirty ways like that."

Aston stared far ahead, there was a lot of anger in the man's eyes. While Citra was still down, with tears starting to flow.

"Aren't you going to be ashamed if everyone knows. It's a disgrace, Aston."

"Don't behave like the average person in this country. Where there are every cases of abuse, rape. So the victim was forced to remain silent, for reasons of disgrace, fear of embarrassment. Why should we be ashamed that we are victims. It's an image crime, he's got to get a fair payback."

"Yes, ma. Who do you want to be ashamed of?. Ashamed for fear that no one else will?. My mom has my dad, she has us. Mama must demand justice."

Aaron, who had been silent since then, now started to make a sound.

***

"Where, Bambang?"

Nino calls Arka, when she and Amanda just got in the car and are about to return to the penthouse.

"On the road, Solihin." replied Arka while driving. He activated the load speaker on the phone, so that the sound of Nino can be heard.

"This is napa, I'm so alone" said Nino again.

"Where's ansel?" ask Arka.

"Biasalah, the same way Intan. I don't know what way to sow seeds."

"Haha." Arka laughing.

"Daddy isn't there?"

"So morning doang, same new secretary size F."

"What?"

"Size it."

"Koq you know?"

"Yes, sometimes from the front."

"Oh kirain, you've never been lo cocol."

"Anjir, mimi fairy kali ah, at the cocol." said Nino while laughing.

"Yes, I want to tell daddy that you've tried."

"Anjrit, no yes. I'm ah, here's the cake." he said again.

She looked at Amanda.

"Yes." said Amanda.

"Lo's with Amanda again?" ask Nino.

"Yes, who else is."

"My own train, good earlier I did not talk about the widow next to the daddy apartment unit." selorohnya later.

Arka laughing.

"Oh now the toy's a widow." Amanda pinched Arka's arm.

"Aw, sick man."

"Yes you know, Man. The arka ngeliatin mulu if the widow passes."

"Nin, you don't destroy people's households." said Arka while holding back a laugh, while Amanda again pinched her husband's arm.

"I did, you said. If the body of the widow looks like a Spanish guitar and lo type really."

"Dw, Arkaaa. Look out, yes." said Amanda still beating her husband.

"Man, sick. Nin lo, I'm hitting ya. I told Nadine that you like to play soap while looking at photos of other girls."

"Haha." Nino.

"Since when, anyjay. I'm playing soap in front of you."

"Front of daddy." Seloroh Archa.

"Anjrit, Ansel noh who's been caught daddy. Forgot to lock the bathroom door. Turns out, it was the door blown by the wind. He also doesn't know that daddy's coming home from work."

Arka and Nino are frowned upon, while Amanda just holds back a smile but fails.

"How do you think dong?" ask Arka later.

"Yes, it's him."

"When the hell is that?"

"Old age, our days are still in college. Ah, here ya."

"Yes." Yeah."

"Man, where's Amanda?"

"What?" said Amanda later.

"Martabak yes, Man."

"Yes, ntar is bought."

"The same sweet one who stumbles."

"Yes bringel."

"Thank you baby." she said later.

"Let's wait, don't sleep. I'm with Amanda sampe, you're molor."

"Somewhat, I slept earlier."

"Oh yeah, I'm walking first."

"Don't, no."

"Yeah, Ninooo."

Arka and Amanda are upset, Nino laughs and hangs up.

"Bawel really, like a mother." said Amanda.

"Maclum is old." Seloroh Archa.

"Nino's my age." Amanda said while hitting Arka's arm.

"Oh yeah, you're old too. Uh.."

"Oh, Arka."

"Sorry, sorry, Man. Slips."

"Sorry, sorry. You think I'm super junior, huh?"

Again and again Arka laughed. While their car continues to go.

***

At a refueling station, a luxury car appeared to be leaning. The driver is charging, while the master is behind. Beside his master was a girl who looked mentally already very hit once. Her pretty face, now wrapped in burden and a conditioned feeling of pressure.

"You just need to obey, never rebel. Remember our love I've recorded a lot and I'm ready to spread it if you deliberately fight."

The old man said, while the woman who was none other than the Maureen just turned her face towards the glass. To this day he is still disgusted and fed up with Fritz. Many times he tried to run, but always failed.

"Duh, use the show abis again gasoline."

At the place of refueling the motorbike, two girls seemed to queue behind the other motorbike. One of the girls grumbled, as he was so lazy to queue.

"New feeling yesterday I ngisi, already abis aja today." grunted again.

Maureen who was looking in that direction was immediately shocked. The two girls are Chanti and Widya.

Maureen's heart was pounding, this was an opportunity for her to ask for help. But how, he can't go anywhere.

"I'm going to the toilet" Maureen said later.

"Can you later, right?" Fritz looked over as if he knew Maureen's head.

"But I can't stand it." said Maureen again.

"Shut up here or me."

Fritz pulled out a firearm from his pocket, and Maureen fell silent and gulped. He continued to look at the glass and hoped that both Chanti and Widya could get a little closer to him.