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In his room, Faisal is now busy struggling with his cellphone, since earlier his fingers surfing on the touchscreen of his phone looking for social media accounts belonging to women who have saved his life.

After installing one by one insta** am account named Aisha, he finally found an account named Aisha_Ameera which is the original account of the woman he is looking for now. Immediately he press a message to convey the purpose and purpose of contacting the woman.

‘Assalamualaikum .., Aisha apologizes I have been sassy to send a message to you, also say my apologies to your husband so that he does not misunderstand me. I just want to say thank you very much because God has saved my life by intervening with your hands, and thank God my condition is now much better. It seems that my thanks mean nothing to the courage of the help you have given. Therefore, I hope that you will be pleased for us to meet in person, at least so that I can say this thank you directly to you. My family wants to meet you, they hope you are willing to fulfill our invitation. Again I apologize for sending you a message.’

Send ... delivered .. but not yet read by the account owner.

In the other hemisphere, Roger is now sneaking around following the girl in the photo that his Master sent. He was forced to get out of the car because the girl entered a narrow alley that would not be possible for his car to pass.

Sometimes Roger hides behind something that can hide his body when the girl turns her head. I don't know how many times Roger had been alone looking for something that could cover his body, it seems like the girl he was following now has a strong feeling. Evidently since then the girl was unceasingly turned her head because she felt that there were steps that also followed her.

At the end of the alley, the girl was silent for quite a while when faced with two different turns, when Roger stopped his steps.

Suddenly ... srettt .. the girl turned her head without warning, making Roger lightning-fast squat behind a large barrel containing trash that was lying beside her.

After a while not finding any movement, Roger ventured to peek around, but he no longer found the girl at the end of the alley.

“Where did you turn earlier? Right? What left?” roger's murmured in confusion.

“Mas her search me?”

Roger suddenly jumped in shock until his body retreated a few steps to hit a large barrel containing garbage.

“What do we have to do until I bother Nyariin Mba?” said Roger put on his cold face as usual and pretended not to know the girl in front of him.

“For example your Master, Mr. Faris daughter-in-law of my superior Maya Mother who told him to ..”, said Salsa made Roger suddenly.

“Jawab or I shout if you want to try to tackle me? Let all the inhabitants of this alley break your bones,” Salsa said with emphasis and sounding like a threat that made Roger shudder for a moment.

“Ok ok I ngaku if I was told by Mr. Faris to follow Mba, but I swear I have no evil intentions really. I was only instructed to take the phone Mba.” Salsa's threat managed to get Roger to confess with a single breath.

Click, Salsa pressed the screen of her phone. It turns out that since then the girl recorded their entire conversation, making Roger again gaping in disbelief.

“Now want to go what do I scream?” threaten Salsa is back.

Instantly Roger raised both his hands to surrender, like a suspect who had been held by a gun by the police, “Ok ok I am leaving now,” he then stepped back leaving the girl who was not as easy as he thought to conquer.

Drrtt .. Roger's phone lying on the dashboard suddenly shook as he was just sitting behind his wheel after his mission was caught off guard by the victim.

Tuk .. Roger jumped to drop his phone when he saw the name of the caller on the screen.

“I-iya Sir?” said Roger trying to neutralize his breathing is still hunting.

“Where is the surveillance?” ask Faris who increasingly makes Roger confused to answer what.

“Hah? What Mister? Mr.'s voice is not clear .. I go home now Mr.,” said Roger slightly shouted and distanced his phone as if it was a hostile signal, then immediately he decided the call was one-sided.

“Hufftt ...” Finally he could breathe with relief, slowly the car he was driving crept up out to the front highway.

***

“Bi .. Mr Toni has come home yet? Faris asked as she happened to cross paths with Bi Asih who had just returned.

“Just until the Master, it's again coffee on the terrace pavilion,” said Bi Asih who just returned after making coffee for her husband.

“You Aunt call?” asked Bi Asih when she only found a nod from Faris.

Faris shook his head quickly, “Oh no need to Bi .. let Faris go there aja, have long also not played to the pavilion,” he said immediately rushed to the pavilion.

And sure enough as the wife said, now Mr. Toni is enjoying his hot coffee with the wind that blows sweeping his tired body which is now in the middle of a selonjoran on the terrace of the pavilion. But suddenly he got up from his seat when he saw the master running small towards him.

“What's the matter with you to the pavilion? Something bad?” ask Mr. Toni who was a little surprised because the master to catch up with him.

“No sir, all safe. I just want to come here.” Faris said after joining selonjoran on the terrace with Mr. Toni.

“Udah no maenan aja in the new house here,” Pak Toni quip makes the suspect just crybaby.

“Aisha Mayan Faris not Yes Sir?” faris asked suddenly, but her gaze remained straight ahead without turning to the one being asked.

“Nevent need to guess something that is not certain, later even hurt himself,”, said Mr. Toni who began to understand where the direction of the conversation of the young man who was sitting next to him.

“How's Roger doing? Any developments?” ask Mr. Toni again.

Faris just shook his head, again he did not turn his face, still looking straight ahead.

“Feeling I think Roger did not succeed yah.”

“What are your plans if your phone is your assistant-in-law?”

“Ya Faris her intention is to contact Mom but use Salsa's phone to be unsuspecting, well at least even though I do not want to tell them where, we can track the contact, we can track,” his speech made Mr. Toni only beards.

“Yes already, don't get your hopes up. If indeed a soul mate surely Allah makes your way easy.”

Now it's Faris' turn to be just a beard.

“I have already sentin will come directly to our project in Ankara Pak,” said Faris suddenly made Pak Toni instantly gaping.

“Totally? Yesterday I was asked like a dazed person.”

Faris nodded, “Tung-itung refreshing sir, who knows with a cool head I can find a way to find my wife, I know,” he said with a smile that had almost never expanded on the face of his face.

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