Loving My Brother's Fiancee
22. Resigned and sincere

"Where have you been all night? Who took you away from Nando's house? Why not give me news? You've made trouble at Nando's house and got him in the hospital. Don't you feel guilty?" cecar Anton upon seeing Salwa's arrival.

The woman just stared cynically at her papa. Instead of asking how things are, this night introgates at length. His intention to go home to calm the mind and heart, even more burden. Doesn't anyone care about him a little bit?

"I'm not going anywhere. There were good people helping out when Nando wanted to harass me. Didn't Papa think, what if Ibra knew what happened last night? Is Papa not afraid that Ibra will withdraw his investment?"

"That won't happen as long as you don't open your mouth."

"Whatever Papa. I want a break."

"You haven't answered my question.Where are we—"

"For this time, I don't want any debate. Let me rest, I'm really tired of everything that's happened in my life. Again, for today I hope, Papa, understand. Please release me from that question. Let me rest."

Without waiting for an answer from his father Salwa headed to the room. He closed the door and locked it. His body was falling behind that door. Somehow he will face the life to come. Maybe forever the woman will be locked in this golden cage.

The hope that Salwa had hanged on Abra now simply vanished. The man did not want to take her. Even more painful, Abra had no feelings for her. Salwa's heart was tied to the man

Regarding Ibra, the woman will try to accept her destiny. Perhaps his fate should end with that man. However, was it possible that her fiance would accept her already unholy self anymore? Let time answer. Salwa is ready for her life.

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While in the apartment, Abra searches for Salwa's whereabouts. Every place he checked. However, there was no sign of the woman.

"Sorry, Sir. You looking for the lady?" tanya Rio—anak Abra's.

"Yes, do you know where he is?"

"So he said he wanted to go home."

"Who's home?"

"I don't know, Sir. Maybe take a cab."

"How about a taxi? He has no money at all. Did he ask you?"

Abra rubbed his face rough. Can't Salwa wait for him to deliver? He only took a short shower, but the woman was gone.

"No, he left immediately after talking to me."

"What does he say?"

"She just said, tell her to thank you for helping her."

"Nothing else?"

"Nothing, Sir."

Abra was feeling more guilty. He should have brought Salwa home because the man brought her here. Is it possible that the woman was hurt because she refused to take him away? However Abra had taken Salwa's honor, but if he thought again, if he took the woman away, then his life would not be at peace.

The man knew very well how his family always put forward Ibra. Salwa is the woman whose brother loves the most. Abra thought maybe all this time the women who were dated by Ibra were just to drive away loneliness. Hopefully later after marrying her fiance, the habit will stop.

Abra was sure that if Ibra loved Salwa, she would accept all the flaws of her. Including the situation of the woman who is no longer holy. In the depths of his heart was a feeling of unwillingness. However, immediately put it aside. It was enough, the man did not want to have any problems with his family.

"No, sir, but as far as I can see it seems like the perpetrator was Mr. Ibra's closest person because the well-oiled medicine was not enough to take once. It takes many times for the drug to get inside the body and react. If only one or two times may be the effect of only falling asleep one full night.

"Are you sure about the discovery?"

"It's pretty sure because I've also dealt with cases like this."

"Do you know the antidote?"

"No, Master," Rio replied by lowering his head. "I've also tried to contact my client before, but he said the culprit was dead so, they don't know either."

"Alright, continue your work. I gotta go. There's something I need to do."

"Good, Sir."

Abra immediately passed without waiting for a response from Rio. His thoughts were currently on Salwa. He wanted to make sure whether the woman had arrived or not. Many times the man called his cell phone. However, no one raised even once.

Eventually Abra decides to make a call to Anton's number. Maybe he can get an answer from Papa Salwa. Only in the second ringing did his call have been raised.

"Hello, good morning, Ibra. That was early in the morning, what was it?" ask Anton who is across the phone.

"Good morning, Om. I want to ask, is Salwa home? From earlier I tried to contact him, but not lifted," said Abra who tried mediocre. He didn't want Anton suspecting anything.

"So it was at home. Maybe he didn't hold the phone."

"Oh, thank God it's okay. I was worried about him, he doesn't usually ignore my calls. All right then, I'll try to call him later, again" Abra said. "Oh yeah, regarding the new project, how does it go?"

"Everything went well. Don't worry, let my secretary call your secretary later" Anton replied with a slight nervousness.

"I wait, hopefully things go well."

"Of course, you don't worry."

"Well then, I close first. Thank you." Thank you."

Abra closed the call. He was relieved that Salwa had arrived home in good condition. Perhaps the woman was still asleep, considering that the two of them had only taken a short nap after their activities last night. The man also took a car to the company.

Today there's something Abra should check in Ibra's office. More precisely in the secret room he had seen. He wants to know what's in there. Yesterday the man had not been able to examine it one by one. There might be a clue he gets later.

Not how long Abra finally arrived at the company. Everyone lowered their heads respectfully as he passed through the loby. The women smiled sweetly, trying to seduce the owner of the company. However, Abra did not bother him at all. He continued walking without looking left and right.

"Good morning, sir," said Sisca in front of Ibra's room.

Abra passed by without saying a single word. Sisca felt strange about her boss. However, he did not dare to rebuke. Looks like the man is in a bad state. It was better to wait for him to call, yet today there was no schedule.

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