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Syma awoke from her sleep, when she felt someone calling her name. And when his eyes opened, He caught the figure of Mia who was still in her original position. Cowering with a blank and empty look.

The first thing she remembered, was when Mia apologized and hugged him like she used to. And it turns out it was just a dream. In reality, the woman remained silent without taking out a word.

"Syma Alimah, you have been set free." Syma turned to the source of the voice that showed a policeman opening his cell.

Of course, that makes Syma confused. "I? Be released? Who did it. What the truth is revealed. Was it Mas Ersad who had freed him?" thought.

"Is my husband giving bail, sir?"

"His husband? I don't know who your husband is. You'd better meet it yourself," he said.

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"What does it mean that he has been released?" Ersad stared at Nora sharply. This time he felt really played. I don't know who's doing all this to him.

"I don't know, Brother. I reckon... Maybe someone who's conspiring with him. Syma was very cunning. He's much more dangerous than a snake" Nora said.

Ersad was silent for a moment. He was trying to think who had helped Syma. If it's like this....

The only thing he had to do was look for her. And bring the woman back.

Just like Ersad, Nora was also so angry that Syma had been released. Nora couldn't take Syma free before she suffered.

"Where are you going?" tanya Nora looked at Ersad who looked hurriedly.

"Finding him" he said without looking back at Nora.

Ersad drove his car at high speed. His thoughts were currently only on Syma. Whether it was a feeling of anxiety, or a grudge that was still burning. But all Ersad wants is to find the woman and bring her back.

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"You !!"

Syma was so shocked, when she saw who had made her free. That man was the one who had irritated her.

"No way, you set me free, right?" syma said with a probing look.

The man named Hariz also smiled his cynical smile. Staring at Syma with a scornful look.

"What if I did it? You always underestimate me."

"Who are you really? What are you helping me for?"

Hariz approached Syma slowly. Leaned his face, so that it almost came into contact with Syma.

Syma immediately retreated and turned her face away. Then looked back at the man in front of him at this moment.

"I?

I'm the guy you used to file because he kept an answer sheet. I was also the one you were stirring at that time for hitting students at school. And I'm also the same person you've been suing for stalking a woman who's changing clothes.

And because of that mouth of yours, my scholarship was revoked.

Because of you anyway, my mom was almost depressed and confused about how to pay for all my school fees."

Syma. Ever since Hariz ventured to approach her, he already knew who this man was. But Syma did not make her voice first. He let Hariz express everything he had in his mind.

"Hariz...... "

"Yes. I am Hariz Enggar Wijaya. Do you want to know why I became the chairman of the foundation at this young age. And have power everywhere. I'll tell you, so your mouth stops underestimating me !

"I'm not interested in hearing that.... "

Hearing that from Syma's mouth, Hariz became angry. The man slammed forward, so Syma's body was pushed back until she finally could not move anymore, as her back hit the wall with a loud bang.

Haris's hand immediately shut Syma's mouth while the other held Syma back from moving and blurred.

"I don't need your approval to listen to me ! I'll keep telling you, even if you don't want to hear it." Hariz paused for a moment to sigh before continuing.

My mother finally decided to become the mistress of Enggar Wijaya. Because I know that Mr. Enggar Wijaya's first wife ran away a long time ago and never came back again.

And when Mr. Enggar died, I immediately replaced him.

Syma rebelled and hit hard mid-Hariz's thigh so that the man's hand slipped from his mouth.

"What does this have to do with me?"

"Of course there are !

Because I don't want to let the person who has been making things difficult for me all this time, just be free."

"If you really hate me, then why are you making me free?" syma's voice was so high when she said it. He deliberately raised his chin to show resistance to this man.

Despite the pain in his personal area, Hariz could still chuckle at Syma's words. "That's because the game just started, baby...

You'll see for yourself what it's like to be hated by the people you love."

When Hariz stopped his words. Suddenly the door opened forcibly. And show Ersad who came with his murkana. The man's hands were clenched tightly. Even the veins on his face were clear.

That surprised Syma. "Mas Ersad?"

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING HERE, SYMA !"

Seeing Ersad yelling at Syma. Make Hariz cheer and pat her hands. He was so amazed, as if this was a fun show for him.

"Look who's coming, Syma. I told you the game was just beginning."

"Babyskkk...

Why are you showing up in front of me again, Huh !"

"You why my brother? Isn't that who met me you? Why are you always mad at me" said Hariz, raising his shoulders as if he was innocent at all.

"Brother?" Syma parroted and watched them with a puzzled frown. And it did not escape the attention of Hariz who immediately revealed his sneaky smile.

"Oh... Sorry if I forgot to tell you something, Syma. This man who became your husband is my brother, more precisely a half-brother. Son of Enggar Wijaya's first wife.

'The son of the first wife?'

As if I could read Syma's mind. Hariz chuckled again and explained to her. "Yes. Your husband is my stepbrother. Enggar's descendants were unwanted by his parents. It's really unfortunate.... "

FUCKER

BUGH

Syma was suffocated in shock to see Ersad who suddenly attacked Hariz with a hard punch on his face.

"STOP CALLING ME YOUR BROTHER !! YOU'RE JUST A SHAMELESS BASTARD."

"Stop Mas. Don't hit him again" said Syma holding the hand of Ersad who again wanted to throw a punch in the face of Hariz.

Ersad snapped at Syma's hand violently. Then look at him sharply.

"A hypocritical woman like you should be punished" said Ersad dragging Syma roughly and leaving Hariz still holding the corner of his bloody lips. Even so, a sly smile still plastered clearly on his face.

'Look at my vengeance Syma... Isn't this more painful....

I'm glad it's not just me who hates you, ' murmured Hariz who stared at their departure.

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