
The course of mediation was not to Dylan's liking at all. Andin's legal power cornered households who said their togetherness could not be maintained anymore.
Andin could not attend due to illness, even though Dylan knew that the real woman was still his first wife was on vacation to Bali.
“I know he's not sick, he's just in Bali. Tell me where he is, I'll take him home.” Dylan insisted on meeting Andin. “I will speak and hear from his own mouth, if Andin does not want to be with me. Because I am still sure, if my wife is under the influence of others.”
Andin's legal authority won't give up. “You can't come to my clients in the usual way. You can we sue for stalking charges if you still insist to do so.”
“That's enough. Mr Dylan, is there a doctor's certificate here stating that Mrs Andin can't come because she's sick? And this evidence I consider enough,” said the mediator mediate.
Then continue the conversation and Dylan feels increasingly cornered when Andin's lawyer shows something.
“The defendant's brother has remarried after my client left home. This shows if the defendant does want my client to leave,” explained the attorney Andin.
Dylan was stunned when the photo of his wedding with Carnations was here.
“I was forced to do this marriage and Andin knew it, he perfectly understood my condition that was forced to do it.” Dylan defended himself. “Again, who gave these pictures? Don't you think this picture was taken and used illegally?” The man could not accept if his marriage with Carnation was perpetuated by anyone.
Dylan observed the shooting angles of all the photos. When viewed from each photo, it looks like the camera is near the door that connects the living room and family room. Then an impromptu marriage contract when it is carried out in the family room where it is wider.
But the problem is, who?
The marriage ceremony was attended by brothers only. Did any of his brothers betray him? Or perhaps, the picture-takers were servants working in his house?
“This photo is not illegal, as it is owned by Bu Andin personally. And again this is not spread to the public, but used for urgent purposes,” defend the law of Andin.
“Well, when viewed from the photo .. then hear your reaction earlier, it seems it is true this is your marriage with another woman.” The mediator also confirmed the speech of Andin's lawyer.
“But, Sir. I will divorce my second wife for the sake of Andin!” Dylan.
But whatever Dylan did, the apparent mediation this time was considered a failure.
The plaintiff represented by the attorney of law and the defendant who attended personally also left the mediation room.
Dylan was upset and decided to go home.
As he walked into the parking lot with a troubled heart, he looked at the Andin lawyer. Then in a hurry the man approached and tried to negotiate.
“Pak, I beg you, tell me where Andin is. I have to meet him. I beg you, this is very urgent.”
Law enforcement tried to act professionally, and she shook her head. “Sorry, Mr. Dylan, I cannot divulge privacy from my client.”
The force of the law stopped him from entering the car, he even closed the door and stood facing Dylan upright. “Pak, Bu Andin contacted me personally. We met with four eyes and I did not see that Ms. Andin was under the influence of anyone else when she came to me and asked for a representative during this first mediation. After all, Ms. Andin is currently sick, so you should not add to the burden of her mind. In addition, if you are constantly behaving like this, then I will actually report you.”
Dylan had to back down. His heart was struck by Andin's lawyer's statement just now. At least he never believed if the wife really wanted a divorce from him.
The man eventually left the religious court office and attempted to contact Carnations.
He sat behind the wheel and pulled out his phone. When he was about to contact Anyelir, the man saw that the profile photo of Anyelir had changed. In the photo, the clothes worn by Carnations are the clothes he used when he came out to the optics earlier, that means this photo has just been taken. But something changed, the way Andin tied his hair, makeup and contact lenses.
The man zoomed in and zoomed out on the Carnation photo and sneered at it. “Hih, prettiest!”
Upon seeing that face, Dylan suddenly recalled the incident when they separated before the man decided to attend mediation. He did not expect that Carnations were angry like that until they dared to curse him.
“Finally out also his real face,” said Dylan with a slanted smile. “I've guessed if you're not that good, Carnations!”
He also stopped to contact Anyelir. He did not care if the woman would go home with whom, a fool if he would be scolded by his parents again or how. The day is bad enough to go through.
*
The night was not too late, but Carnations came home from the optical shop after she had walked around alone. Somehow he suddenly wanted to follow the advice of Lina to take a walk pampering himself.
After getting off the bus, Anyelir decided to walk from the bus stop to the Gunadi Bagaskara family mansion. The woman carried a small bag in her hand, as well as a sling bag perched on her shoulder.
As soon as he came and reached the gate of the house, the security guard saw the carnation.
“Loh, Mom, how to walk?” ask the security guard.
“Oh, it's okay. It was down at the stop there,” answered Anyelir with his tired face.
As soon as he was about to enter the gate, a car light hit his face from the opposite direction. Carnations walk over without poking at the car who comes and enters the house.
The car was parked in front of the entrance of the Gunadi family, while the Carnations just walked on without caring about the man who had just come down from there.
The two entered together, Dylan knew that the Carnations had also arrived at the same time. While Carnation, despite knowing but he does not care.
“Bu,” greet Dylan who saw his mother out of the house.
“Anyelir, you are so beautiful.” Lastri was so excited to see his son-in-law.
Dylan turned his head and glanced again at the woman who immediately took over his mother's attention. “Imaging specialist, basic!”