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Roger's Suspicion

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“Excuse me, Mr.” The baritone voice suddenly startled Abbas who had just turned off his phone.

“Ah Roger, I guess who. Please sit down, let me order a drink,” said Abbas who saw Roger was standing next to him.

Assuming Abbas' offer, Roger pulled out the empty seat left on the table, “Thank you,” he said nodding his head.

“Oh yes Nak Faris is going to the toilet,” Abbas told Roger who may be looking for his master.

“Ah yes, Mr. Faris already told me just.”

Not yet had the drink that Roger ordered came, Faris had returned first from the toilet, as a result of the conversation continued between the three. That can make Faris forget what just happened to her and Aisha a few hours ago.

“Do you plan to stay in Istanbul for a long time?” abbas asked the two men sitting with him.

“Okay sir, maybe until my business here is resolved,” replied Faris looks as usual as possible.

“Then may I ask for Nak Faris's business card? Maybe one day I need help Nak Faris.”

“Master can contact me if you need anything related to Mr. Faris,” Roger said before Faris answered him.

“Ah of course My master will give it.” The answer of course made Roger turn to his Master with eyebrows that intertwined, while the protested just review his smile.

At once Faris reached into something from behind his pants pocket and gave two pieces of paper to Abbas who immediately received it with a sparkle. “Maybe Tuan needs my help as a medical worker,” added Faris because he also handed over his card as a doctor.

“Ah thank you very much Nak Faris.”

While Roger actually squinted his two neutrals to see the scene before him.

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The cool atmosphere of the AC that blows in every corner of the room makes some people increasingly tighten their coats in the middle of autumn which is sweeping the city of Istanbul. The smell of items neatly arranged on shelves with shiny floors makes anyone feel at home to linger to meet their shopping trolley.

Istinye Park has an enclosed and open air section that has a green central park and roadside shopping. The center includes an authentic Turkish food bazaar, a traditional market place inspired by Turkish history and architecture.

A very common sight in a supermarket with passersby pushing their trolleys, choosing quality goods, even looking and calculating prices.

Of the many visitors, the man who was pushing his trolley with the woman who was busy sorting out his groceries more like a couple who was working together to find their household needs. This is where Faisal and Aisha are, in Istinye Park. One of the most popular shopping centers in Istanbul.

“Weight yeah? Here's a replacement let Aish bring his trolley.” The clumsy fingers that had been so skilled at inserting the items that he thought were needed suddenly took over the trolley in the grasp of the older brother.

“What the heck Dek .. gini time doang heavy,” said Faisal remained tight with a trolley in his grasp.

“Yes our groceries are a lot, Aish thought Sister objected to the problem from earlier diem mulu turn asked ham hem doang already like nisa sabyan.”

Sontak Faisal frowned not understanding, “Who nisa sabyan, Dek?” tanyanya pursues the steps of Aisha who has taken over her trolley.

“Aish you also will not know the Turkish mah.” Aisha stuck her tongue out at her sister.

“Kakak tuh diem aja brother where understand this problem, besides you choose groceries already kayak again take a serious test very,” quipped Faisal who now has equalled his sister's steps.

“The name is also Kak.” Of course Aisha defended herself, it has become a law of nature if women always want to win.

“Emang all girls is it well if again choose the same sampe shopping forgot about?” it seems that the man who had been celibate long enough was curious about a creature called a woman.

Aisha's statement suddenly made Faisal speechless, I don't know what came to the man's mind.

“Sorry .. Brother so keinget Kak When yah?” Aisha stops her steps when she realizes the change from her sister.

“What is my beautiful sister baperan really.” What was feared was precisely to review his smile by wiping the top of the head of his sister, but somehow stored in his heart, only the owner who knows.

Faisal quickly took over the trolley in Aisha's hands and pushed it towards the human queue that was completing their payment at the cashier's table.

Aisha also only commented on her smile, although she did not grow up with her sister but her instincts understood very well that her brother was hiding his wounds behind the attitude and smile that he always showed to people.

However, Aisha had felt and was in a position of loss, and of course it is not something that is easy to forget just like that, nor is it as easy as saying the sentence ‘iklaskan course’.

The one that now crossed Aisha's mind, her brother was a great man, he was too good at keeping his wounds alone.

“Loh Mistress?” suddenly someone greeted Aisha in the middle of her daydream waiting for Faisal who was queuing at the cashier table.

Seeing who greeted the contact alone made Aisha wry for fear that someone was currently being avoided also participated.

“Tenaknya Madam, I am no longer the same Mr. Faris really, he is busy preparing for the event later tonight it seems.” Roger deliberately added the information so that the woman before him felt curious.

Roger knew that if the Madam and her young Master were still both harboring feelings, they would only not dare to be honest with each other if both of them still needed each other.

Beyond Roger's expectations, his young mistress was just a mangosteen while playing his cellphone. It seems that Aisha is not interested in the information that Roger is throwing, either feel prestige to just ask.

“Who is here with?” roger asked again trying to grab the young woman's attention from the cell phone in his grasp.

Yang asked also raised his face to look at the interlocutor, “Sama Kak Isal. But he was standing at the cashier,”, said Aisha pointing with her chin.

“Loh I think Mr. Faisal is also busy for the meeting later tonight .. but apparently Mr. Faisal is indeed typical of a good brother choosing to spend time with his sister.”

Hearing the words of Roger suddenly Aisha's forehead wrinkled, “What meeting? Isal didn't tell me anything about meeting tonight.”

“Oh it seems like Mr. Abbas has not told Mr. Faisal to attend as well, or maybe it was deliberately not informed because it is his daughter who will be introduced to Mr. Faris.”

“Wait waiting. What does Ger mean, I don't understand.”

“Yes, finally madam hooked too.” Inner Roger.

Roger just circulated his gaze looking for something.

“Where if we sit first Madam there?” Roger pointed to one of the tables in the available food court, offering Aisha to make their conversation more comfortable, as there was no way they would continue to stand in the middle of people passing by with their trolley.

Aisha who was already curious just nodded and immediately followed Roger's swinging steps towards the table that had just been appointed.

“So like this Madam ..” Roger began to position himself and recount the incident of the accident that night that brought him and the young master to talk with Mr. Abbas who was none other than the foster parents of Faisal.

“Continue meaning ngundang Abang to the meeting later malem why? Brother is okay, right? No one got hurt?” unknowingly Aisha actually worried about the condition of the man who is still her husband status.

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