Married prospective sister-in-law
Where the hell has it been all this time?

"Fikri, sorry. I was late in the toilet" said a person so recognized by Cakra.

The chakras turn the body in doubt. He stood up straight with a tense face and a slightly open mouth.

Cakra's eyes were visibly glazed, he was shocked to see who was currently standing right before him.

The figure of the navy-dressed woman who looked beautiful, with an unchanging smile.

"Velia's." Call Cakra slowly.

Velia turned her head, she frowned when her name was summoned by a man unknown to her.

Velia looked at Fikri to ask.

"Oh yes, Vel. This is Cakra, my friend's husband." Fikri said introducing.

"And Mr. Cakra, how do you know my lover?" ask Fikri confused.

Cakra immediately stared at Fikri sharply. Her ears did not mishear the question Fikri tried, who said that Velia was her lover.

"Your lover?" tanya Cakra narrowed her eyes.

"Yes, Sir. How do you know him?" ask Fikri again.

Cakra did not reply, he turned to look at Velia and approached her a step.

"Velia, where have you been?" ask Cakra while reaching for Velia's hand.

Velia was shocked, she brushed off Cakra's hand and then held Fikri's hand with a frightened face.

"Vels." Call Cakra lirih.

Fikri hid Velia behind him, he approached Cakra with a face that still looked confused.

"Sir, you're freaking my lover out." Fikri said slowly.

Cakra clutching the collar of Fikri's shirt. "He's my fiance." Press Cakra with eyes full of flashes of anger.

Fikri flinched, he stared at Cakra with his mouth open, revealing countless questions that revolved around his brain.

"What do you mean, sir?" asked Fikri while releasing the grip of Cakra's hand violently.

Cakra did not reply, he was about to grab Velia's wrist, but was stopped by Fikri.

"Don't you dare touch my lover!" fikri began to lose patience.

"He's my fiancee, you son of a bitch!!" the Cakra curse is no less emotional.

"You're married! How could you have a fiancee?" tanya Fikri was no less high.

"It's none of your business." Answer the ketus chakra.

"Velia, you've been anywhere. Let's go home, everyone is sad because of you," Cakra gently invited.

Velia fell silent, she did not understand what the man was saying. He was afraid, until he just remained silent while holding Fikri's hand.

"You talk too much, sir. Stop the bullshit, remember Rheana. Your wife!" fikri said firmly.

Cakra fell silent, he immediately remembered the woman. The woman is his wife, a girl he married a few months ago.

Cakra took a step back from Fikri, he gazed in all directions and left the party.

The chakras lose concentration and the spirit to continue the party. Velia, that woman is her fiance who died from being killed by her sister, then how can she come back now.

Cakra returned to his room, slammed the door and sat on the side of the bed.

Cakra remembered every cry and cry of defense from Rheana. Every explanation of the woman who said that she never killed Velia.

"I never killed anyone, brother. I can't do that,"

"Velia is a con artist."

Cakra closed his eyes, his ears continued to be heard every sound of Rheana begging for the trust of everyone.

The loud sound of slaps, and every form of torture he had done so far turned out to be wrong! Rheana said the right thing.

"Ruby." Call the chakras out loud.

Cakra got up, he approached the dresser there and ruffled the whole table. The perfume from the glass bottle is now broken and shapeless.

"Aghhhhh!!!" Shouting Cakra frustrated.

Cakra took the vase there, he threw the vase into the mirror until it broke.

Cakra came out of the room with such a messy appearance. Cakra meets Fikri and Velia in the elevator.

"You guys, I want to talk!" press Cakra with eyes full of anger.

"Fikri, I'm scared." Lirih Velia was terrified.

"Sir, you're freaking my lover out." Said Fikri slowly.

Cakra said nothing, he immediately held the hands of the two people and pulled them into his room.

"Sir, what are you doing. Release us!" Pinta Fikri and successfully, he managed to release his hand from the check of Cakra.

"I just want to hear an explanation from him. Where has he been, and how have you met?" ask Cakra to Velia.

Velia fell silent, her head ached hearing the high voice of Cakra.

"Say, Vel. Where have you been all this time, so is it true that you're a criminal? You fooled us all?" tanya Cakra.

"Sir!" fikri's reprimands are not listened to by Cakra.

"Tell me everything, Velia, you've run enough!" pinta Cakra firmly.

"Akhhh, my head hurts." Ringis Velia holding her own head.

"Vel, are you okay?" ask Fikri worried.

"My head hurts more than usual." Replied Velia while grimacing.

"Stop having a show." Press Cakra not believe.

Velia continued to grimace, until finally the girl fell unconscious in Fikri's arms.

"Vel, open your eyes." Pinta Fikri was full of worries.

Cakra was shocked staring at the unconscious Velia. He knelt down and patted the woman on the cheek.

"Velia's." Call Cakra lirih.

WAHHH CAKRA HOW IS IT? RHEA OR VELIA?

Later if I get up again, back campus at 9 pm but😬

Be connected...........................