Sacred In Stain
Spread Charm

Chapter 60. Spread Charm

“From the information that Erika reported as well as the King last night, your divorce certificate has been completed since a few weeks ago. They asked at length yesterday, especially about what obstacles that make the party there have not also told you, it turns out your husband did not include the old contact number that you use with various reasons, for various reasons, so there's only your ex-husband's contact number they can call.”

Yudhis sat opposite Khalisa in a side chair near the cold, shady garden at two o'clock this afternoon, having a serious conversation, witnessed steal the sight of the mamang gardener who was cleaning the weeds also tidied up the bonsai plant.

“Mas Dion really wants to keep tormenting my inner self as well as keep playing me!” furious Khalisa, clenching his hands held back the anger. “Then, where is my divorce deed now?” ask Khalisa worriedly.

“It's been kept safe in Erika's hands. Monday will be taken to the office to be handed over to me, because yesterday afternoon Erika and the King went straight home after finishing with the affairs at the religious court, while I was yesterday afternoon in the middle of my important chat at the child protection komnas office, just came home around eight o'clock.”

“Thank God, thank you very much for the help, Bang. Thanks also to Mbak Erika and Raja,” sigh Khalisa relieved.

“Luckily we move fast. Erika and Raja also said they had been hindered when they wanted to take your divorce deed, many questions were asked. According to officials, there have been several people who claim to be given full power by you to take your divorce certificate. Complete with a seal power of attorney, laced with your signature, also a photocopy of your ID card. Since your real ID card is not attached, the religious court rejected their request. You must have guessed who did.”

Khalisa patted his own chest to launch air circulation to his lungs that felt stuffy. Can be guessed easily Dion is the culprit, doing this is certainly intended to make a piece of paper as a tool to continue to wrap it strong until it runs out of effort.

“Calm down, Khal. A fortune for you because the important letter did not fall into the wrong hands, which is definitely the purpose to be misused.” Yudhis carved out his sweet smile again and again, hoping to reduce Khalisa's shock that was clearly visible on his father's face. Although truthfully, Yudhis wanted to gently rub Khalisa's fragile back to calm and support him.

“Still a lot, Bang. Thanks,” great-granddaughter Khalisa again, while pulling and breathing regularly.

“Now it is almost three hours, we get ready soon. After the Asar prayer we go to Lembang, hopefully not jammed. If the road is smooth, an hour has arrived at the destination,” said Yudhis, who is considered Khalisa so steady with an impatient look to rush to find the whereabouts of his baby.

This time Yudhis was driving a shiny red Audi R8 which he rarely wore. Cars that are only seen at a glance easily people can guess the benderol is definitely expensive, equivalent to the price of four units Range Rover Velar.

Somehow Yudhis wanted to wear it this time, when he was usually lazy, because Yudhis was not a person who was show off. It might be the effect of who the figure to be invited to go, his male instinct as a beetle who is interested in a flower, urging him to just slightly spread the charm on a beautiful woman who always managed to attract his attention. Desire to be glimpsed and viewed as a man, not just considered a mere helper.

Khalisa was quite rowdy when sitting in the luxury car, had trouble wearing a seat belt so nervous. During Khalisa's lifetime, only this time he saw and boarded this type of vehicle.

“I asked-asked a few days ago. Why didn't you take the initiative three months ago to go to your ex-husband's workplace to find out where they moved?” yudhis asked curiously, opening the conversation, expressing the passing thing in his mind.

“Hever, I went straight to his workplace showroom located in Kopo after finding out they moved out. I was thrown out by the security guard, the security guard also said that Mas Dion had not served there for a long time, but in another branch. And no one there was willing to tell me where the other branch was. My association is not broad, causing space motion also my thoughts are very narrow when squeezed and confused at that time.” Khalisa was lethargic, looking down sad.

“Do not blame yourself, your efforts have been maxed out,” comfort Yudhis who again eroded concerned while still watching the road ahead.

“I-it's not Mas Dion?” the call of a question mark wrapped in Khalisa's surprise made Yudhis slow down the speed of his car.

“Which one?” asked Yudhis curiously.

“That, which is a woman in brown,” said Khalisa while pointing the index finger at the coffee shop on the left side of the street. "The one who hugged it."