Not the Perfect Wife
58. The real perpetrator
Early in the morning Emran's phone rang, a new number was written there, he reluctantly picked it up.
"Hello, assalamualaikum."
"Waalaikumsalam, with Mr Emran?" ask someone across the phone.
"Yes, right. Who is this, huh?"
"Sorry, Sir. I'm from the police, we're begging for Miss Fazilah's presence in our office, sorry we called your number, because we don't have Miss Fazilah's number."
"It's okay, I'll tell you."
"Thank you, sir."
"Together."
"Who are you from, Mom?" yasna asked after Emran hung up the phone.
"From the police station, they asked Fazilah to come."
"Why, Mas? Was yesterday's accident intentional?"
"I don't know, they just asked Fazilah to come" Emran replied. "You'll call Fazilah, tell him we'll take him to his house."
"Yes, Mum." Yasna immediately contacted Fazilah and relayed her husband's message.
"Mas, he's at mom's house, we'll pick him up there."
"Yes, send our children to Fazilah."
"Come, down! Everyone is waiting for us" Yasna asked.
They went down and it turned out to be true, everyone was waiting, but there was someone who just came, he smiled at Emran making Yasna snort annoyed, who else if not Tisya, who else, only he always pisses Yasna off.
"Good morning, Emran," said Tisya.
"If you come here just to grab my attention, you better go home, I don't want my appetite to go away" Emran said.
Everyone stared at Emran, they couldn't believe Emran could talk like that, usually he just kept quiet not responding.
"Why are you so cruel, Ran? You weren't like this."
"Because now there is a heart I must protect and a feeling I must guard. I don't want to lose it just out of respect for my guest" Emran said, repressing the last word.
"Well, I'll go home, may you be happy." Tisya stood up from his seat, but suddenly there was the sound of torn cloth, apparently Tisya's dress.
"Gosh, dress! Why do you get stuck like this!" Tisya was upset, he already knew who it was.
"Why, Yes?" asked Karina, but not answered by Tisya.
"Why do you always prank me? Why not just the woman" said Tisya by pointing at Yasna.
"What do you mean teach my son to prank his mother?" ask Emran.
"He always pranks women close to you, now only that woman is near you, why not just do it? Why me?" Tisya was really upset.
"This is what kept me from choosing you, you better leave, before my son pisses you off."
Tisya finally left without saying goodbye. Since the beginning of his arrival, Aydin never liked him, even now it is still the same. How could Yasna survive with such a child? It was always a question for Tisya.
"Here, come on, eat!" Yasna.
They enjoyed breakfast quietly. When Emran and Yasna finish dropping the kids off at school, they pick Fazilah up at Mom's house.
"Fa, do you go to mom's house every day?" yasna asked as they headed to the police station.
"Yes." Yeah."
"Every day I see Hafidz, dong." Yasna teases Fazilah who looks busy with her phone.
"She was there, definitely met. What the hell, Na? You don't make it up, yeah!" Fazilah knows what his best friend's question means.
"I don't know, aren't you interested in him? He's handsome, you know."
"What if he's handsome? You want?"
"Don't, Mum, I'm Fazila's name."
"It doesn't have to compliment other men, does it?"
Fazilah held back a laugh, he did not expect, his authoritative boss could also be jealous to hear his wife praise another man.
"Yes, sorry, only Mas is the most handsome, nothing can beat my husband's fondness. Already, right?"
"Don't that sound so sincere?"
Yasna sighed, she found it easier to persuade Afrin than her husband.
"I'm just flirting with Fazilah, Mas. No meaning whatsoever."
"Yes, I know, but don't praise another man, in front of or behind me."
"Yes, Mum."
Yasna glanced cynically at Fazilah who chuckled silently, at first wanting to upset her best friend, but now she was the one who was upset.
The car they were riding in finally arrived, they entered and welcomed lawyer Fazilah who was also there.
They were taken to a room with the family of the perpetrator, the police explained if their family wanted to apologize and wanted to solve everything in a family way.
Upon entering a room, Fazilah was surprised to see David and his family there, there were also other married couples there. What does David's family have to do with the accident that befell him and Hafidz?
"Good morning, Mr. David," said Emran.
"Good morning, Mr. Emran. Sorry, we're interrupting your work time."
Emran just smiled in response. They all sat facing each other with lawyers beside each of them.
"Sorry in advance, I'm the lawyer of the perpetrator's family, which led to Miss Fazilah's accident. The family asked Miss Fazilah to drop the charges and settle everything in a familial manner."
"May I know who did it? I don't know who you mean?" ask Fazilah.
"The culprit was Mrs Vira, the wife of Mr. David" the lawyer replied.
"I don't want to mince words, I want you to immediately retract the report, my son did it also because of you alone" said a middle-aged woman, she is the mother of Vira.
"What do you mean, you? What did I do?" ask Fazilah.
"You've seduced people's husbands, still asking what to do? Indeed, actors everywhere no one wants to say, huh?"
Fazilah was very furious with the woman, just as he was trying to bully others. He did nothing, but was accused like that.
"Listen Madam, I don't know what you mean and whose husband I've seduced. I never did that, especially to someone I didn't know before. You'd better keep your mouth shut, before someone else closes it rough."
The door suddenly opened, entering a woman wearing clothes that read prisoner on her back.
"Mama!" said the woman, who was none other than Vira.
"The virus! You're not pa-pa?"
"I'm not pa-pa, please get me out, Ma!"
"Yes, Mama will definitely try to get you out."
"How, Fa?" whiskey Yasna.
"we wait a minute, I want to know what the woman will say" Fazilah replied in a whisper.
Fazilah wanted to hear the extent to which the woman was behaving, if at all possible, she would withdraw the charges, otherwise the law would settle.
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