
Bahar was stunned to hear the statement from the child's mouth. He stared in disbelief if his son would marry another child. Today he was filled with shocking facts for him.
"why do you want to marry Beyza?" tanya Bahar wants to hear the reason Iram married his daughter trinya. His mother's instincts came out, he felt something was awkward with the marriage of his two children. It is not possible that suddenly, Iram proposed to his daughter who is far from us the birth of the girl here.
Iran sighed, "I married her out of mutual love. Beyza proposed to me first." said Iram looking at Bahar.
A beyza? why did he ask Iram to marry him. However, she could do nothing, trying to think positively and pray for the best for her children.
"whatever it is, may your marriage sakinah, mawaddah, warahmah" said Bahar sincerely directly guaranteed Iram.
"I'll tell you later when Mama met Beyza" said Iram immediately waltzing away from his study. Bahar sighed, to be honest he missed his children so much. Bahar went straight to his room.
***
Hazel stared at the photos of the case she had been displaying in her room. He looked at one by one these photos. As she breathed out, her husband's case remains unsolved to date.
"The man named Liam, he's still mysterious and hard to trace. What do I do to get that guy out of his cage?" he murmured while thinking. Suddenly he got a call from his assistant,
"miss Hazel, this is bad." panicked from across there
"what's wrong?" ask Hazel a little worried
"the house of the great lord Muaz has been engulfed in red" he said again.
"what?!"
Hazel quickly snatched her car keys and sauntered out. He rushed down the stairs of his apartment. Hazel drives her car to Muaz's house, which she should be investigating. How surprised Hazel found a crowd of people trying to crowd the fire that engulfed the house of Muaz.
Hazel got out of the car and asked one of the people around.
"excuse me sir." asked Hazel politely to the middle-aged man nearby, the man turned his head "what's wrong?"
"why do you ask, why is this house burning?" ask Hazel.
"that I don't know how it burns. When I came home it was already burning" he explained directly called Hazel. Hazel thanked the father and walked up to the crowd who were busy putting out the fire.
"hey lady, don't come any closer!!" yell somebody behind Hazel. Hazel retreated her steps away from the place.
"huft, what's really going on here?" mumbling slowly.
"do you know the owner of this house?" ask a mother around there.
Hazel nodded, "yes, I'm investigating a case that happened here" she explained to the mother.
"this house has been empty for a long time, five years ago it was home there was a murder case. We did not really know what the chronology was like, which obviously I saw a middle-aged man rush out of the house" explained the mother.
"wait, did you see what happened yesterday?" hazel asked, looking at the mother. The mother nodded, "iyaa mbak. At that time I was coming home from work and I saw there was a massacre there, I was shaking very scared to see it, so I hid behind a tree." explained the mother.
"Mother, meet my lawyer Hazel Blaire. I'm here in charge of opening the Muaz Edmon Bark case. The case had been closed before, but because there was a discrepancy in the case I opened it again looking for the real evidence" Hazel explained to the mother.
"since you saw the incident, can I ask you to be a witness in the case? I hope you will because the perpetrator of this murder case is not Muaz the culprit but someone else" explained Hazel again.
It turns out that there are still people who trust you that you are not Az's killer, Hazel muttered happily.
"i will try to be a witness. But Ma'am, can I ask you something?" mother asked Hazel.
"say what's that, ma'am?"
"please during that trial, please protect me. I'm afraid that man knew where I was yesterday."
"did you see what that guy was like?"
"hmm not very clear mbak, it was night. But I remember what car he was in yesterday."
"what was the car he was wearing yesterday?"
"it's a fancy color dongker car, if not the wrong license plate 1134." Obviously I remember the license plate of that car. Hazel immediately recorded what the mother said.
"well ma'am, thanks for the explanation. I didn't think anyone saw that. I'll make sure mom is in our protection. For that, ma'am, please don't tell anyone about this, for the sake of our common good." Hazel explained again.
"alright, I hope Muaz clears his name soon. He's a good young man couldn't possibly have killed both his own parents."
"right Mom, I'm also sure of it.Oh yeah I almost forgot something. May I know whose mother's name is?"
"call me Ratih's mother, son,"
"well Mrs Ratih thanks for the information, hopefully with the kindness of the mother. Muaz immediately cleared his name. I will not forget my mother's service. Well ma'am, excuse me." said Hazel to the mother named Ratih. After receiving her number, Hazel rushed to her car.
"fyuuh I didn't think there were any witnesses either. Wait a minute, I remember that Muaz didn't come there himself, I had to ask Daffa about this." he muttered directly forwarded his car to his apartment.
Not long after, Hazel arrives at her apartment. He did not realize that someone was following him quietly from behind. Luckily Muaz was in the hallway of the apartment, so the man who followed Hazel was hiding.
"where are you from Zel?" muez looked at Hazel. Hazel saw sweaty water on her face.
"you're looking for me?" ask Hazel gently.
"yes, I'm freaking out you're not home, I've been looking everywhere you're not, why don't you pick up my phone anyway?" obviously at length, making Hazel scratch his nape does not itch.
"heheheheh I'm sorry baby, I went out for a while" said Hazel and walked into her apartment as soon as Muaz.
Hazel surprised Muaz directly hugged her from behind, "why?"
"try saying one more time" he said, squeezing the hug.
"which one?"
"love call. Try saying it one more time." pinta Muaz a little spoiled. Lucky it was just the two of them in that apartment.
Hazel was so nervous, Muaz smiled faintly. "let's go with me." - Muaz pulled Hazel's hand, while the woman was willing to follow her husband because she knew what he would do.