
Didi just got home. Since then, he continued to think about the words of Mr. Ngatiran about welcoming loved ones. But he quickly shook his head and dismissed the thought. "No, I have to stay with Stevi. I've had it so hard, now I'll never let it go."
He continued his steps towards the house. Inside, he saw Stevi playing with his phone. Seeing Didi's arrival, he immediately put on a sour face and went to the room.
Didi just silently watched Stevi's attitude that did not care about him. He also went into the room.
"Why did you go to such a cheap stall? You like to see women like that. There's a lot of bars or brothels in town." Stevi stared cynically at Didi."
"Why do you care? You don't want to serve me. It's up to me to find a woman somewhere else."
"Yes, it's just that you're so ridiculous."
"Don't forget that you also have a ludicrous video." Didi replied to Stevi's words with her power.
Brightly, hearing Didi's words, Stevi immediately put on an annoyed face while stepping her feet out of the room.
Didi sighed softly. "Do you know why I went there?" Smilingly. "Every time I can't stand looking at you, I choose to go there to lower my cravings. Obviously, the women who were there didn't make me tasteful. You think I'm a cheap guy? Although I found you in a devious manner, but my heart will not be able to betray our marriage."
*****
"How, Honey? Do you have any ideas?" ask Sean.
"The only way is to get that evidence so he can get Stevi out. But, how?" Viana seemed to think.
"What part of the fool do you not understand?" sela Pak Ngatiran's. It made Sean and Viana look at him in annoyance.
"You're highly educated, but problems like this alone can't find a way out." Mr. Ngatiran shook his head.
"Did you have an idea?" ask Sean.
"Not an idea anymore, I even had a gun to get him to hand over the video evidence."
"Evidence? Did you record your conversation in that dimly lit stall?" Viana immediately remembered.
"Give me the tape, sir," Viana asked.
"Shaka and your husband are stupid. Already knew he was doing a trap, but didn't even record it."
"Totally so." Viana looked at Sean. "Darling, why don't you think about recording it? And why use an Earpiece without a recorder?" tanyakanya.
"We focused on their conversation until we didn't focus on the evidence. Moreover, Mr. Ngatiran repeatedly insulted Shaka."
"Yes already, give it, sir," Viana asked again.
"Just boy. If I give, then I will lose the chance to become a new rich man. We made a deal on the mining land he was going to build."
"Ouch, Sir. 'We paid for it." Viana looked at Paka Ngatiran with slight annoyance. Apparently, even though he is old, Mr. Ngatiran is still a double eye.
"No, pay, then I'll give it." Mr. Ngatiran is still tight on his stance.
Until one's soft voice and the touch of the hand on his shoulder made him tremble slightly.
"Sir, give it to my friend. You can see there's a hurt woman out there. What if I am in a position like that? What is Father?" asked Alena while sitting in front of Pak Ngatiran with Shaka who followed behind her.
"If you are in that position, it means that your husband is stupid is acute," said Pak Ngatiran. Make Shaka who wants to sit, immediately stand up.
"Dear, stop." Alena holds Shaka's hand so she doesn't get emotional. Shaka relented and sat down next to him.
"So how, sir?" Alena looked back at Mr. Ngatiran.
"Yes, since you asked, I want to give it." Mr. Ngatiran pulled out his phone, then sent the voice recording to Alena.
"Thank you, sir." Alena Smiles at Mr. Ngatiran. It made the old man smile too. While Shaka can only sigh long with an annoyed look.