Please Let go of me
Chapter 46 - The Trap

Saints do all their work very well, even though no one accompanies or helps. Not so problematic which only results in stress and it can affect the health of the fetus. 

Her one-week store went by so rapidly, making her seem busy without forgetting her responsibilities as a wife. As pregnancy got older that made her tired easily, even today she just monitors from a laptop regarding reports from her confidants.

Seeing the success of the Saints, there was one person who did not like that success. He was very envious, seeing his elder brother who could make money from the capital given by Zufar. "Only the capital of my husband, if not so sure that holy-spirited woman will not succeed." He murmured inwardly, still watching from a distance, having a devious plan to get rid of the honey sister.

Siska pulled out her expensive phone, contacted someone who was none other than her own lover.

"Hello."

"We must execute this plan in order to get rid of it!"

"Alright, get everything ready there and I'll finish."

"Hem."

Suci leaned his back on the sofa, letting go of the approaching fatigue. His phone rang and immediately picked up the phone, he was Zufar. 

"Assalamu'alaikum, what's wrong Mas?" 

"Wa'alaikumsalam, there's a file left at home, please bring it to the office."

"Okay, I'll be there."

"The file is very important, quickly deliver it!"

"Yes, um."

With a hurry, Saints rushed towards the room. Hearing her husband's words made her panic a little, but immediately did her job. He went into the room, and saw a file lying on the bed. A cooperation file with the company Partner Group with SA Group. 

"Here it is, I found it!" Suci smiled and immediately walked out of his room, wanting to deliver the file. 

Saints sat in the back seat, because he could not drive a car and asked the driver to deliver it. "Add the speed of the car sir, I'm in a hurry."

Saints did not feel anything awkward, he only paid attention to the road ahead. Holding the file from her husband, and smiling. Eyes turned around, looking at the street outside the window that looked unfamiliar. "This is not the way to the office, sir."

"I know Non, the main road is now again severely jammed. It's the only way to get to the office" the man replied.

Suci looked worried, but still positive-minded, considering himself who did not know the path was very quiet. "O Allah, my Lord, protect the servant from distress." He murmured who prayed for salvation.

Not long after, the car was forced to stop. The worry felt by the hijab woman grew increasingly frightened in fear, the streets were very quiet. "Why stop, sir?"

"It looks like a flat car tire, Non wait here first."

"Hem." Sacred nodded his head obediently, unsuspecting of the man. 

Suci glanced at the clock on his phone, no signal made it difficult to contact the husband, a long time waiting for the driver who did not return. "Why is the old driver, where is he?" he opened the door and wanted to get out of the car.

Just as he was about to come out, suddenly a hand smothered his mouth. Trying to rebel to break away, trying his hardest. But, all of that was in vain, when the person drugged him. The sight of the eyes growing blurry, the spinning head made Saints unconscious.

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While on the other hand, Zufar was furious and even yelled at all the employees and staff working there. He even asked them to make a copy of the file as soon as possible, again contacting the first wife who was not connected. "Where Holy? Why is he so long." He could not blame the wife completely, but vent his frustration on his subordinates. 

"Doni!" call Zufar out loud.

"Yes, Sir. Check where Mr. Simon is, make sure he doesn't know about this or that the partnership can break up!" 

"Do it, sir." Assistant Doni immediately rushed to execute the command. 

Zufar rubbed his face violently, deeply worrying about the state of Saints, fearing trouble on the way. "Where is he? His phone's not connected either." His murmured glanced at the few people who were still standing not far from him. "Do you want to be fired? Finish that file in ten minutes!" the floor made the staff confused and left the boss room.

The phone vibrates again, signaling an incoming message. Quickly Zufar opened and looked at the contents of the message, both pupils dilating at the sight of the flat screen in his hand, some images sent making him wrathful. 

"Aargh...why did he do this to me?" shouted Zufar who threw a vase of flowers on the table, damaging all the furniture in his study. Once again, he read a message from his wife, regarding if the woman was very unaccepting of his duplicitous treatment and retaliated in protest. Send some photographic evidence of the first wife who looks as if she is sleeping together with another man. "Basic woman******, wait for my revenge!" his almost frustrated wrath thought of the cheating wife.