Not Just Love
Chapters 30. Huan Search

After meeting Lisa's mother, Huan felt uneasy. It seems to be demanded, to find out immediately. From Lisa's mother, he asks his men to track down the family that adopted Riko. He also asked, to keep an eye on Lisa's mother's daughter, which, according to Huan, was highly suspicious.

Huan paused for a moment, illuminated in red. He noticed, a crowd of young people on the side of the road. Car parked, in front of restaurants and other shops.

The green light, Huan returned to speed at medium speed. Leaving the car in front of him sluggish, without wanting to overtake him.

"Where's Maya? Why didn't he come to see me, even come to the parlor?"

"Miss, it's working now, ma'am."

"really? Thank God he has achieved his goal. Did he have a child with Mr Zamar? I'd really like to meet them."

"Mr and miss, now living abroad, for a while. I'll pass on Mom's message, to them."

"All right, thank you."

The lies Huan had to tell Lisa's mother. It's not heart, if you have to be honest. Lisa's mother who has been caring for Maya like a biological child, of course she will feel frustrated, if she knows the truth.

Huan stopped in front of a house, with a bamboo fence. A simple house, with a tile roof, the paint looks peeling and dull. Welded, there are wooden benches and flower pots lined up.

Before long, a motor came in the yard. The motor seems to be blind. The motorist unlocks the helmet and picks up the plastic bag hanging.

The woman in a flower negligee dress welcomed the man who claimed to be named Riko. He kissed the back of the man's hand, then took him inside the house.

Like a harmonious and happy family, despite living in difficulties. Then, why would a man who seemed to love his wife, do such a thing to Maya?

For two years, Huan watched him. There is nothing strange about this man. Work like everyone else and go home when it's time. But as the saying goes, the wind cannot be caught, the smoke cannot be grasped. Secrets can not always be hidden, eventually it will open as well, (source: google).

Not finding anything odd, Huan started the car engine. And just then, the floodlight hit Huan's sight. A fancy car, parked in front of him. A short-haired woman, with a white shirt and a short spam skirt. He also uses flatshoes and branded handbags.

He knocked on the door, until the man named Riko came out. I don't know what they're talking about, it just looks like the woman gave up something. Huan was unable to see it, due to the distance and the dimly lit lights of the house.

Huan photographed many times, maybe this is a clue and maybe useful later. Huan also photographed the license plate of the car, before the vehicle left.

Quickly, he sent the photos to his men, to investigate.

The more Huan thought, the more curious he became. He was very confident in his intuition. There's someone who accidentally, destroys Zamar and Maya's relationship. Someone who doesn't like this wedding. And this guy, he knows so much about both. And usually, in every case of crime, the closest person is the one who should be suspected first.

Huan did not go straight home, but to the hospital, where Sandra worked. He came not to pick me up, but to watch the movements of the young lady.

Every Zamar, reason out of town. So Sandra will always be late to come home. In fact, in the hospital, he does not work as a health worker, as in the last title of his name. He works, with the status of hospital owner.

Huan parked, right in front of Sandra's car. He drank a cold cup of coffee while he waited. At that moment, his phone rang.

"Sir. That car plate, belongs to Miss Sandra's family."

Huan was not surprised. Because, from the beginning he was suspicious of his young lady. Moreover, Maya's confession, about Sandra's whereabouts that night. Although, it doesn't make any sense, until Zamar doesn't believe him. However, for Huan, it could have been. Someone who has money and power can make things easy.

"That woman?"

"We're still checking it."

"Do it quickly!"

From a distance, Sandra walked towards the parking lot. Without waiting, Huan followed her young lady's vehicle, from behind and at a safe distance, so as not to be suspected.

Sandra's car stopped at a convenience store. He went in and bought something, and came out with two plastic bags in his hand.

"Where are you going, lady, this isn't the way home?"

Huan continued to follow, until he realized where Sandra was going. The road passed through the city border and began to be quiet and dark.

Huan grabbed his phone.

"What's wrong?"

"Let it and keep following."

"Good, sir."

The journey is long, dark and lonely. Huan continued to follow the car in front of him. But there is something strange, Sandra's car often goes off the track and takes the opposite lane. He also continued to honk many times and drive at high speed. Huan recalled, with the two plastic bags that her young lady had brought.

"Did something happen?"

"Miss seems drunk. He's driving fast and I can't intercept him."

I heard a breath, from behind the phone. "Follow it. Don't make it, he's an accident."

"Good, Sir."

Two hours away, Huan was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief. Sandra came down, staggered, barefooted. In his hand, holding a liquor bottle with messy hair.

Zamar was standing waiting for his wife. Huan came out of the car, bowing his head, as a sign of respect. Zamar gestured to park the wife's vehicle. He also asked the secretary to stay overnight.

Huan enters the villa, carrying Sandra's bag and shoes. He also brought a bottle of liquor that was still filled and that was empty.

"Why are you hiding, my husband?" Sandra hugged Zamar tightly.

"You're drunk. I'll take you to your room."

"I don't want to" cried Sandra, twisting her body, away from her husband. "Oh, isn't this, Maya?" Sandra stroked a photo of Maya on display with a large size. "So, you guys live here together?"

Prangs.

Sandra throws a liquor bottle at Maya's photo. Until, the two objects clashed and broke together into small fragments, scattered on the floor.

"SANDRA!"

"Why?" Sandra replied with a shout, "didn't you hate him? You told me that. If you still love her, why should you marry me?"

"You're drunk!" Zamar lowered his tone of voice.

"Two years, Zamar. Can't you see me?" Sandra sobbing. "Should have been, you weren't being nice to me. You shouldn't have noticed me."

"Sandra. Whatchu mean?"

"I love you, Zamar. Do you know, I'm sick Zamar. I was sick, I kept pretending. I'm sick of being like this."

Sandra took off her blazer, dumped it on the floor.

"sorry. I didn't mean to hurt you." Zamar took it step by step. "As per our agreement. I'll divorce you, if you don't want to be together."

"Divorce? That easy?" Sandra walked backwards, both her feet stepping on the glass shards.

"Sandra, stop!" panic Zamar. And behind them, Huan had already rushed to find the P3K box.

"I'll ask you once. Do you still love him?"

"Don't talk about it. We'll treat, your feet."

"ANSWER!" scream Sandra.

"I still love her, but I can't take her back."

"Haha...." Sandra laughed, mixed in tears. No matter, with his bloody feet. "I'll tell you. That night, I was with Maya!"

"What-what?" Zamar sculpting

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