Secrets of Lakefront House
CHAPTER 51. BLOOD PROOF

It appears that Mr. Arsyanendra's face is very angry. Then Arsyanendra entered and set foot in the guest room of his lake house. "Can you guys hear me?" tanyanya while grunting annoyed.

Jonathan handed him a search warrant. “We are conducting a search in your home for

looking for clues to the murder of Mariana.”

"I want you all out of here!" shouted Arsyanendra. Now that his face was reddened and his hands clenched, he stared intently at Jonathan.

"I'm sorry, it's not your right to expel us, Mr. Arsyanendra" Wira said. “You must

standing over there, while we did the inspection until we were done. ” Wira said as she directed her hand pointing towards near the door.

"YOU!" Arsyanendra shouted at Jilena. "You have something to do with this, don't you? I warned you to stay away from my family. But you're defiant!”

Jonathan cut his sentence, stepped closer and stood in front of Jilena to defend her girl. “Better hold yourself, do not behave or say rude to Jilena, Mr.”

"Soge away." Arsyanendra pushed Jonathan, but he didn't move.

"Do you want to attack a police officer, Mr Arsyanendra?" The hero asked with

the simple way. “Because if yes, yes, you know it's a crime—kan?”

“First, you arrested my son with unreasonable charges,” said Arsyanendra, “and now—You tried to gather some kind of evidence against him. Really, Wira? After eleven years you really thought you'd find something related to what happened to that poor lady? I warned you! You won't find anything in this house. You better all get out now!” he shouted with a breath of breath holding back the emotions.

The hero stood a little more upright, five feet nine inches tall, and gasped for breath

chest out. "I'm Detective Wira, for you to know." They had known each other for decades, but watching the Hero defend himself was incredible.

"How do you know it's eleven years?" Jonathan asked.

"Jilena asked my ex-wife where she was when it happened eleven years ago" Arsyanendra said.

Jonathan stepped closer and looked at the man's eyes. "Trs. Arsyanendra, you better stay away from us when we work. I don't want to have to physically kick you out, but I'll do it if you keep insisting on refusing my orders."

Jilena peered around from behind Jonathan's body. Mr. Arsyanendra's lips pulled tight

and he looked so angry that he could spit out spikes. Jilena swore she could see the steam coming out of Arsyanendra's ears.

Arsyanendra saw him, his angry gaze met her and his face suddenly became hot, as if heat was emitting from his gaze.

Jilena wanted to straighten her shoulders, not wanting to curl up in fear in front of the middle-aged man, but it would take a lot for her strength to be able to stand straight in front of Arsyanendra again.

He recalled, in Keenan's office back then, it was all he could do to gather enough strength to give him the strength that he had courage to stand before him. If he had stayed in Keenan's office a minute longer, he would probably have fainted in the face of the middle-aged man.

Why would he let this man hold such power over him? He stepped over from behind Jonathan and faced him. “Don't blame me, I didn't trigger this search. I just came here as an observer. I'd appreciate it if you

stop blaming me for what happened to your family.” All the blame is on you, sir." She wished she had the courage to say that but now the sentence slid off her lips.

Arsyanendra snorted at him. "You will hear from my lawyer," he said, directing his comments to Wira. He turned and walked out the door. “Be sure to lock the door when you guys leave," she called from behind her shoulder.

“Hopefully your day is pleasant,” Wira said with a half-hearted wave of hands.

"What an arrogant jerk," he murmured.

Jonathan laughing.

"Tell me what you think" said Wira. “Let's call this potential TKP and tape the whole house. We need a rotary saw to cut this board and bring all the evidence back to the lab, separate it, and look for more blood. I'll show that snob what we found in his house.”

"Jonathan is right, Wira," said Jilena.

The hero grinned and his eyes twinkled. “I want to teach the man that he can't always manage us as he does all this time, I will challenge him while I still can. I'm almost out of time, you know, but once I retire, then you can deal with him. ”

"Thank you very much." Jonathan grimacing. He knows that Arsyanendra's family is in power in this city and can do anything to anyone.

...*...

Not long after Mr. Arsyanendra came out of his lake house, Jilena left as well. He couldn't stand being in that house for another minute.

As he drives his car on the road, his mind drifts back to memories of that night, when he fought Arsyanendra when the man made the life choice for Jilena. Arsyanendra would not accept if until Jilena gave birth to Noah's child. The man told her to drop her womb.

Jilena launched her car with thoughts that filled her mind. He did not even realize the journey from Green Lake back to the town of Lembayung. When he stopped, he found himself parked right in front of The Upper Spot Cafe.

Jilena leaned her head against the headrest and closed her eyes. In or out, go,

coming in or going, he was thinking about the best decision.

Jilena took a deep breath and exhaled slowly to calm her down. Through the window panes, he could see Ramira behind the counter waiting for customers.

It was almost noon and a piece of cheesecake sounded like heaven now, so he got out of his car and opened the cafe door. Jilena finally decided to go to the cafe.

The sound of a small bell on the cafe door caught Ramira's attention and she looked up, a smile lighting up her eyes when she saw that the one coming was Jilena.

"I'll be fine with you" he said.

Sarah's cleaning the table. Jilena's stomach feels stiffened, stiffened for the emergence of other conflicts.

"I want to talk to you" said her brother, his voice filled with anger. He grabbed Jilena by the arm and pushed her out the door to the sidewalk.

Jilena pulled her arm away. "What the hell is going on?"

"I heard you got Noah arrested."

"Whatchu mean? It has nothing to do with me. The police clearly think they have enough evidence to arrest him. Why do you care anyway?” Jilena knows why, but she wants Sarah to say it.

Sarah crossed her arms in self-defense and her gaze fell on her feet. “I just want to defend him."

"Why do you think I had anything to do with it?" ask Jilena.

“I heard you gave his blood to the police from last night's fight at The Blazoo Cafe.”

“Who told you that?” jilena asked raising her tone

Sarah turned her head towards the store and her gaze was fixed on Ramira.

Gossip mouth.

“After Noah told you that he loved you, is this how you treated him?” Tears poured out of Sarah's eyes and soaked her cheeks.

As Jilena suspected, Sarah overheard Noah's remarks that night. “He was drinking and drunk that night, he did not know what he was saying, ”said Jilena, hoping to be able to ease the situation.

The expression on Sarah's face said she didn't believe it for a minute.

“We have to find out who killed Ramira's mother,” says Jilena, “For Ramira.”