
Zaid was still watching the man's movements from inside his car. Eventually, the man left the hotel in a taxi.
"It's good that I follow him" muttered Zaid as he turned on his car engine and followed a taxi carrying a passenger, the man he had met with his mother.
After a while Zaid followed, the taxi driven by the man stopped at a cafe. After paying for transport services, the man rushed into the cafe and sat down at one of the tables.
Zaid immediately parked his car and slowly entered the cafe. Zaid pretended as if he was just a regular customer, just like the others so that the man did not suspect that he was actually following him. Zaid also gave a smile to the man as he passed his seat and the man returned his smile.
Zaid chose a table adjacent to the man's table so that he could scout his movements well. Not long after, a beautiful and sexy woman approached the man's desk. With a cramped face, the woman kissed both of her cheeks. Similarly, the man, he looks so happy when the sexy woman comes to him.
"How, Honey? Is there money?" ask the woman in a sensual style.
"Of course, honey! This is it, taa daa ...!"
The man showed the woman a light brown envelope he had obtained from Ismika. The woman was so happy to see the envelope with money and immediately grabbed it from the man's hand. He opened the contents of the envelope and then took out the contents with a big smile.
"Oh my goodness, honey! There's a lot of money!" screeched the woman with a crisp face.
"Of course, honey. You can use that money to buy whatever you want, bags, shoes, clothes and whatever you like" he replied.
"Thank you, honey!"
The couple hugged so tightly right in front of Zaid. Zaid was so furious that the money was the money that the man had just obtained from his mother.
"What exactly is your relationship with my mother, that stupid man!" muttered Zaid with his jaw starting to stiffen.
"It turns out Ismika still can't move-on ya, from you. The proof, he is still willing to give a lot of money to you," said the woman.
"Yes, definitely! Who could resist my charm? You just can't get away from me, can you? Especially the idiot Ismika! The woman just needs warmth, satisfy her then the money immediately slid into your hands," replied the man as he chuckled.
Zaid is really inflamed. He was very angry to hear the man vilify his mother. He got up and immediately approached his desk. Without a second thought, Zaid landed a slap into the man's face.
The woman, who was accompanying him, shouted hysterically and moved away when she saw her date hit and fell to the floor of the cafe.
"Never insult my mother with your dirty mouth, you despicable man!" zaid shouted with unbearable emotions.
The man was surprised to hear Zaid say the word 'Mama' and it made him realize that Zaid was the son of Ismika. He smiled sinisterly looking at Zaid as he rose from his position.
"Owh, so you're the daughter of that woman? Ismika, right?"
"Yes! I am the son of Ismika, the woman whom you despised with your filthy mouth!" hardik Zayd.
The man returned grinning. "You don't have to defend your mother, boy! If you knew how your mother behaved, you might be ashamed to admit her as Mother."
"What do you mean?!"
"As far as you know, your mother was a lonely woman who needed warmth from a man. He's even willing to pay me, as long as I satisfy him."
"Bad!"
Zaid attacked the man again. However, the man did not remain silent. He fought and there was a fight at the cafe. The fight took place long enough that both of them were covered in bruises that adorned their faces.
Until finally the Security at the Cafe broke up their fight. The man chose to go with his date and left Zaid, who ended up bearing all the compensation costs of their fight.
After paying compensation and apologizing to the owner of the cafe, Zaid returned to drive his car to his parents' residence.
Along the way, Zaid kept swearing violently. He could not believe that what his father said was true. During this time his mother was the mastermind over the destruction of their household.
Upon arriving at his residence, Zaid rushed into the magnificent building with a quick arc. He was impatient, wanted to immediately meet the mother and ask for a detailed explanation to the woman.
Finally Zaid found Ismika who had just come out of his room. He looked astonished to see Zaid's face covered in bruises. Anxiously, Ismika approached Zaid and noticed the wounds.
"Zaid, what's wrong with you, son?!" ask Ismika.
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