MY HEART HAS DIJLEB-JLEBIN YOU
WHISPERING HEART

"****," murmured Nia.

It had been almost half an hour Nia was sitting in front of the glass, looking at the red mark Zaim left on his neck. It was completely red in color, and carved in a very striking place! Nia's uniform collar could not even cover the red mark, nor was the only remaining barbie plaster a single piece. Nia also took out makeup, spiked anything so that the red color on her neck could be slightly disguised. And lucky, it worked.

"I'm so ashamed of you." Nia covered her face with both hands. "But I like it anyway. My type is really. But that oath is brutal omg-omg."

*FLASHBACK ON*

"Diem no?"

Nia is still struggling. "Look off. Are you crazy, are you? After all, did I scream?"

"All bedrooms are the same bathroom in this house soundproof."

"What's? Ma–"

Nia was shocked so much that she unconsciously hung her own words. How not? Zaim who had originally hugged her from behind was now on top of her body. This shameless handsome face was fearless and without hesitation it looked suspicious, as if it was going to do something really bad. And it's true. No matter if Nia thrashed threateningly, Zaim still launched his action carve a mark.

Yeah, carve marks, everywhere. Or rather just in a flashy place. Lucky Ushi called Nia, if not, maybe the sign disguised with the sign of love will also end up in an inconspicuous place. At first Zaim did not care and continued to make signs, but when Nia put her phone in Zaim's ear, the kiss that felt a little pain was successfully overcome.

"Hello, Nia. You haven't slept, have you? Sorry aunty phone malem-malem. Tomorrow you can go home. Aunty pick you up abis coming home from work …"

*FLASHBACK OFF*

"He can't make makeup, right? Okay, let's get revenge." Nia got up from the dressing chair.

Nia settles down, probing every corner of the super luxurious residence. Zaim is not on the third floor. Nia glanced at the wall clock that now shows at sixty-thirty-one and steadily concluded that Zaim would not be on the fourth floor, a special floor for exercise. Nia then reached into her phone, checking the mailbox. Blank. Then Zaim hasn't gone to the office. Maybe eating breakfast on the second floor, or waiting for his invitation on the first floor.

"So. Don't check in his room. Never log into ka–"

Nia hurriedly hid herself when Zaim suddenly came out of the room. Zaim was seen descending to the first floor while talking to someone via phone call. Nia again settles down, peeking, checking the situation. Not safe. Too many servants. Nia's revenge plan carries the theme of 21+, so no eyewitness can see, let alone capture through photos or videos.

"He's badmood again," Nia's inner. "Badmood is good." Nia hit her head. "Duh, lupain kegantengan. Bales revenge first."

Nia was still faithful in her peeping position, until the right time to demand a reply came. Some of the servants who had originally swarmed Zaim were no longer visible to his nostrils. Nia rushed to Zaim. Of course Zaim was surprised, because it was not usual for Nia to be ready to go to school in the hours like now. Zaim put down the other knife, then coded the waiter to prepare additional tableware.

"I don't eat breakfast."

"Why?" Zaim rubbed his mouth with a feeding cloth.

"I'd like to have some rice breakfast with Bu Jum."

"Where is the place? Let's buy it."

"No need. I'll buy it myself." Nia stood beside Zaim. "I have a request."

"What?"

"Drop your tie."

Zaim again made a surprised expression, but ended up smiling and obeying Nia's orders. "Certainly? Undo what else?"

Nia answered only in silence, tying Zaim's hands with the tie. "Now close your eyes."

Zaim smiled again, obeying Nia's orders. "Te–"

PRANGS

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Dear. Excuse me. I'm mistaken. Everything is my fault. Your family just wants the best for you. Live happily with your family, not with me. Because living the same life I will only make you suffer. Your family with everything they've got, that's what you need both now and later. I had to leave. You take good care of yourself. I love you ...

"Love said. Which woman is enough to love."

Safi shook her head, while showing off a disdainful look. I don't know how many times Safi played back Burhan's voice recordings. In the continuation of the recording Burhan continues to say that he loves Ushi so much more than anything. Burhan also apologized for having to leave Ushi right after giving birth, and apologized for not obeying Ushi's pinta to get married even without the blessing of his parents. Burhan just regretted it now. But the rice has become porridge. At least Burhan and Ushi once had a son.

"Are you sure there's no other trace that Burhan left behind?"

"Remain, sir," replied Jani steadily. "There's just a piece of the photo that's the same voice recorder. I've also checked the contents of Bu Ushi's locker many times and nothing suspicious."

Safi did not discuss more, just put the photo and voice recorder on the table. "May I know your alesan is Zaim Alfarezi?"

"There's no special alesan, sir. I'll bet on who can afford to pay more."

Safi laughs. "Would you try to do me?"

"I'm ready as long as someone can afford to pay more."

Safi laughed again. "Okay, our cooperation is over."

"Contact me anytime, Mr. Safi."

Safi only nodded in response to Jani who had just left her place. Some disturbed Safi's mind, though the last traces of Burhan were already within her grasp. Butwhat? The more Safi thought about the answer, the more disturbed she felt. Safi was the one who always cradled the whisper of the heart, and the whisper was telling her to move. Moving past the past. The whisper convinced Safi that there were still traces left by Burhan and his illegitimate son.

"Try to find a doctor who's helping you get pregnant." Safi was silent for a moment. "Find all the witnesses and bring them before me."

"Good, Sir. Is there anything else, sir?"

Safi simply gave the code to her right hand to leave. "Wait."

Safi's right hand, Wafiq, immediately stopped his steps and hurriedly approached Safi.

"Then you were a witness, right?"

"Rubber, sir," replied Wafiq.

"Have you ever seen that extramarital boy? I mean the kind. Is he really a guy like Burhan capable?"

"No, Mister. I don't look. Are you worried that Burhan's lying?"

Safi did not immediately give an answer to Wafiq, but slowly nodded in doubt. "It should be the time to validate the type of extramarital children with their own eyes. Even though I did not*."

*It should have been that time that I made sure that kind of bastard was with my own eyes. Even though I am disgusted.

"Burhan may be lying, sir. But it is impossible for doctors."

"I still feel bad. Ushi was also too panicked when I told him that I knew he had secretly treated Yesenia Eve." Safi looked at a picture of a baby lying on the table. "He shouldn't panic if Yesenia Eve is Burhan's son with Nila." Safi looked at Wafiq. "What do you think?"

"I'll soon find a doctor and all the witnesses, sir."