
"That means I'm not alone in this world, it turns out I have a Brother, even though only a Brother from Papa," said Zaid.
Zaid and Riyadh were on their way to their luxurious residence. While both Ismika's men have been transferred to the authorities. Although Zaid was so hard to accept the fact that his mother would feel the cold behind bars, but he still supported the father to report it. I hope that one day Ismika will change for the better.
"Yes, Zaid. Your sister's age is only 2 years from you. He is married and soon you will be an Uncle to his son" Riyadh replied.
"really?"
Zaid raised his head then looked at Riyadh's face with a wry smile.
"really? Wow, he cheated! Why did he steal the start from me, wasn't I his sister?! I should've married first and had a child, why was she first?" gerutu Zayd's.
Riyadh chuckled at Zaid's remarks. "For she is a woman, Zaid. He should have married you first."
"Women?"
Zaid rounded his eyes with a smile back on his lips. He did not think that his sister was a woman.
"So my sister is a girl? I thought he was a man just like me. I'm pretty sure she must be pretty, right, Pah?" connect Zaid.
"Yes, Zaid. She's a girl and her face is so pretty."
Riyadh smilingly looked at Zaid who was beginning to imagine how beautiful his younger sister was. But he knew that Zaid had met Marissa. Zaid congratulated Marissa and Marcello on their wedding day.
"Do you want to meet him, Zayd? Papa can bring you together" asked Riyadh.
"Of course, Pah. Actually Zaid was also very curious about his figure."
"Good then. After all, Papa promised that Papa would see him soon,"
Not long after they arrived at the front yard of his luxurious residence. Zaid exhaled heavily before continuing his steps into the luxurious building.
Ready not to be ready, he must be ready, if in the near future members of the Police will soon pick up his mother. Riyadh understood the turmoil felt by Zaid at the time. He bent Zaid's shoulders gently and led him into their magnificent home.
Unbeknownst to them, Ismika was no longer home. The woman had already left after a quarrel between herself and Zaid this afternoon. He is very upset and plans to meet with Dian. The woman he had always considered as the bearer of doom in his household.
Next morning.
Early in the morning Zaid was ready with full and neat clothes. Actually last night the young man did not sleep at all. The shocking events that occurred the last few days made it difficult to sleep. The problem kept shadowing his mind.
"Mr Zaid,"
Zaid rushed towards the door of the room and opened it. "Yes, Bi. What's up?"
"Master, outside there are some people who claim to be members of the Police. They wanted to meet Mrs Ismika, but Madam was not home, sir. Madam Ismika had left since yesterday afternoon," replied the waiter with an anxious face.
"What's? Gone off? But, where?" zaid asked with a panicked face.
"I'm sorry, sir. I really don't know. I dare not ask where Madam Ismika went," replied the Servant trembling.
"Great!"
Zaid rushed to his father's room. Riyadh was also preparing. He wants to leave for his office immediately. However, he was surprised by the arrival of Zaid who was so panicked.
"Bah, outside there is a Police while Mama is not home" said Zaid with a panicked face.
Riyadh knitted his eyebrows together as he stared at Zaid. "What do you mean, Zaid?"
"Mama, Pah! My mom has been gone since yesterday afternoon. I'm sure Mama left this house after a fight with me" replied Zaid.
Riyadh rubbed his face violently then thought hard. "Where is he?" muttered.
Suddenly, it hit her head that Ismika wanted to meet Dian and her son, Marissa.
"Why Papa is sure, your mother must be on her way to Dian's residence" Riyadh said.
Riyadh and Zaid rushed to the waiting police. After talking about Ismika's departure, they returned empty-handed. However, they plan to pick up the woman despite having to chase her to a neighboring country. Not only the members of the Police, Riyadh and Zaid also plan to follow Ismika.
. . .
Ismika has just arrived at a star hotel. He rented a VIP room and rested there to let go of fatigue after a very tiring journey. Ismika herself does not know that she has been targeted by the police. He thought he was safe and could do whatever he wanted.
He planned to meet Dian at the Marcello residence, after the fatigue in his body disappeared.
"I hope I can get rid of you with my own hands, Dian!" I'm sick of pretending to be a good woman in front of you. Now you'll see who I really am" Ismika muttered with a grin staring at her drinking glass.
...***...