Mohabbat
Infidelity Issues

"Mrs!"

Someone ran into the room where Areta was, the woman who was checking the report of a company raised her gaze and instantly understood what had happened.

"Just throw it into the forest where the beasts need food" he said without budging.

"Okay, Madam!" he said, turning around and returning to the room where Cakra was.

The man had become a corpse, and Areta no longer wanted him. They opened chains that shackled his hands and feet. Still with a bloodied body, the Aretans carried Cakra's body to the back of the villa where the deepest forest was located.

The gate was opened, and thrown over another pile of rotting corpses and gave off a pungent odor. Without waiting again, the gate was again closed so that the stench did not spread into the villa area.

Areta stopped checking the documents, another mission that was not completed. Looking for the second killer Daisha's parents.

"Only one more, my goal will be finished. How do I find the killer? Only Daisha, if she sees the person, will recognize her" she murmured, propping her chin up on her hands.

Thinking of how to lure the killer out of his lair. Intermittent, his smile blossomed as an idea emerged. He will talk about it with Daisha, but considering the risk that will be experienced is very large, Areta becomes doubtful.

"Daisha is still injured. I don't want him to be a victim, enough of the suffering he's been through. Enough's enough!" Areta shook her head. Refusing his own idea.

He slammed himself on the back of the chair, sighing long lessened the burden of the mind that was struggling on the head. Looking for other solutions that don't bring Daisha into her mission. However, all the ideas that came up were always related to his nephew.

It was as if there was a close bond between the murderer and his nephew. Not connected, but still connected.

****

While at Daisha's modest home, Dareen has a grudge and suffers from stomach pains due to her stupidity. However, he did not want to follow the doctor's advice to go to the hospital. Dareen was only treated at home by his own wife.

Daisha checked his body temperature for several times, changed the cold compress, massaged his legs and hands, until the man fell asleep and he fell asleep as well.

Day changes, night changes with day. The sunlight was dazzling, teasing the eyelids of two sleeping people hugging each other. Dareen opened his eyes, smiling to see his wife in the arms.

Feeling better, but not wanting to move. The figure of Daisha that he thought a dream, in fact is in plain sight. How happy Dareen was, and promised in his heart never to do foolishness again.

****

At the hospital, the Goddess who was about to return home visited the room where Aleena was being treated. The woman looked as thin as she was, the faces of the people in the room looked cute and uninspired.

The goddess stepped closer to Aleena's bed, the woman still lying weakly helpless after losing her baby.

"How is he doing? Why is it like this?" asked the Goddess to Aleena's mother who was just silently staring.

"All this happened because of his wife Dareen. Who else is responsible for everything that has happened besides him. Didn't Dareen also leave from you? Leaving yourself for that woman?"

"After all, did your son kill his uncle? Where he is now no one knows. I heard, Bardy also ordered people to search for the chakras, but until this moment they haven't returned."

Aleena's mother sighed, heavy and long. He looked down at his helpless son. They should have returned this time to the house, just like the Goddess. However, seeing Aleena's condition that still could not accept the reality, they decided to stay in the hospital until the woman's condition improved.

"You're right, Bardy's done a lot to find chakra, but there's no word on my son's whereabouts." The goddess stared at me.

Show Aleena's mother that it's not just her who's sad about the current situation. The Goddess was also very hit, especially when thinking about Bardy. The husband she hasn't seen since opening her eyelids.

"Do you know who Helen is?"

The goddess turned her eyes away from Aleena to her mother.

"Well, what's up? She brought our friend to join, but I didn't know where she came from until I heard that she was the wife of the mob," she said.

"It will not be easy of course for us to demand revenge for what he has done. We need the support of people who can fight it. Isn't that seat still empty, we can ask them for help and put your husband as the biggest shareholder there to occupy that seat. That way, there will be plenty of support for us to take revenge."

The goddess turned her head to hear the idea from Aleena's mother, it was a little impossible, but it was worth a try. What's wrong with talking to Bardy about this. Cakra is his son, he will certainly do anything to free him from Areta's clutches.

"I'm going to talk about this to my husband, thanks for the advice. I'll leave Aleena, you better not linger in the hospital. It will make it more traumatized," said Dewi while rubbing the forehead of the son-in-law.

His breath made the Goddess turn her eyes on him. He looks gloomy and confused.

"What's up?" ask the curious Goddess.

"none. Better done quickly. Faster is better, isn't it?"

The goddess nodded at Aleena's mother's words. He left the daughter-in-law's room with his aunt outside waiting.

"Mmc ... Goddess, wait!"

The call from Aleena's mother stopped the steps of the Goddess who was about to reach the door. The hand had not yet reached the handle, airing for a moment before turning towards Aleena's bed again.

"Have you seen Bardy?"

The goddess shook her head while saying, "Since I opened my eyes, I haven't seen her again. He said he was busy with his business so there was no time to accompany me in the hospital," said Dewi trying to toughen up and believe in her husband.

"Be careful, I'm suspicious of him. I saw him with a woman coming out of your room. I don't know who exactly, but they look friendly, "remember the besan made the Goddess stunned for a while.

He nodded and turned back to leave the room at once the hospital that made him feel fed up.

Anything else? Is the issue of my husband's affair really true? Why does everyone say it like that? Looks like I have to investigate this issue.