THE ANGEL OF THE CREATOR
Chapter 35

Time goes by so fast, it doesn't feel like counting time. Azzam and Kiya will unite as a married couple, the issue of their closeness began to spread. It is like the air that is rapidly spreading in all corners of the world, because of happiness. Make Azzam a little complacent.

" Ki, you're aware. I think we're being watched by someone!" Ghina whispered to Kiya, as they were having lunch in the company cafeteria.

" Maybe it's just a feeling, oh yeah. Don't you know the same thing called Desy?" Ask kiya while enjoying a bowl of meatballs that become her favorite meal.

" Desy? Um, never heard that name. Why why?" Ghina put down the spoon she used, her cocoon soul tempestuous.

" No one, just ask. There are people who are like me, I just don't know. Hehe." Kiya covered something from Ghina, knowing that Ghina would report anything she knew to Azzam.

" Hem, kirain who. Eh Ki, I don't really feel good. Come back to the room!" The worry in Ghina's heart grew, she did not want to take risks that could harm Kiya and herself. Because his boss already believed him.

Kiya also agreed with Ghina's words, in fact he also felt that there were people who were always watching him. Not wanting to be prejudiced, Kiya brushed off all those feelings. They moved from the canteen to the workspace.

" Safe boss." Said someone, to report what he saw.

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" Ki, the boss hasn't returned yet?" Ghina questioned Azzam's whereabouts, when they were already in front of Kiya's room. Because indeed today they are scheduled there is a meeting among the shareholders in one of the hotels.

" Hem, it doesn't seem like it yet. Usually Azzam will call, oh yes mbak. Kiya first yes, no prayers yet." Kiya forgot that he had not done his duty.

" All right, ma'am, please." Ghina teases Kiya with such a name.

" It's still a candidate, hehehe." They entered each other's rooms.

Azzam arranged his private room, so that Kiya could be comfortable to rest there. Kiya also used the space for prayer, after his obligations were fulfilled. Kiya resumed some of her work, on the sidelines of her work, her phone vibrated.

Dddrr...

Dddrr...

A message notification is printed on the screen of his phone, before he hoped the message came from Azzam. And it wasn't, a new number that sent him the message. Curious, Kiya opened the message.

How surprised Kiya saw the message in the form of several video recordings, the reflex of his hand covering his mouth that was rounded. In the video, it shows scenes of violence and cruelty of her future husband. There are also several photos of hot scenes and hot poses belonging to Azzam, without Kiya noticing. Her tears flowed by themselves, her chest felt very tight. At first, he did not believe this, and shortly thereafter. The number called him, with his body still shaking, Kiya answered him.

" Have you seen everything, Faiha Azkiya?!! Do you still not believe? Haha." A man who spoke so softly, made Kiya even more distrustful.

" A a pa you mean?"

" Don't be stupid Kiya, you've been lied to can man la**at it. You, still want to believe it? Hahaha, you're so stupid Kiya." The man cornered Kiya even more.

Kiya could only be silent at the man's words, willing to believe. But, Kiya did not see it herself with her eyes. If he doesn't believe it, but the videos and photos are real.

" okay, okay. If you still don't believe it, you can prove it in one of the places on XXXX Street. And you'll get the answer, good luck. Hahaha, if you're heartbroken, come to me. With great pleasure, my hands are wide open for you." Tut tut tut tut, the man decided to speak unilaterally.

Kiya tried to contact Azzam several times, but none of them got a response. Wanted to contact Daffa, but Kiya had no contact.

The tears were increasingly rushing from his eyes, making Kiya's chest feel very tight. Kiya also wants to prove it, without tidying up his desk. Kiya only brought her personal belongings, out of the room with reddened and swollen eyes. Walking in half-runs was so fast that Ghina did not realize Kiya was out of her room. There were some employees saw it, but not clearly seen with the condition of Kiya who ran. Stop the passing taxi.

" Sir, can you drop it off at XXXX?" Ask Kiya to the taxi driver.

" Yes mom, I can." The car was running at average speed.

During the trip, Kiya could only be silent and contemplated about the events she experienced today. When the taxi stopped, just like the address given by the caller earlier, apparently it was the address of a hotel that was quite luxurious . However there was little doubt encompassing Kiya's feelings back then.

Should I trust that guy? Why is this heart so unsettled and restless, but there is no harm also to ascertain the truth of the words of the person. Mafia??? O Lord, I ask You to keep me away from that which You do not desire. Kiya.

As Kiya entered the lobby, her eyes looked at someone she knew very well.

" Daffa!." Said Kiya who was flabbergasted to see the existence of assistant trust from her future husband.

Daffa looked like he was very anxious, secretly Kiya followed in his footsteps. Covering her face with a face cover, Daffa was unaware of Kiya's whereabouts. The elevator stopped at the top floor, Daffa got out of the elevator in a hurry. Kiya Masij followed him, and when Daffa stopped in one of the rooms where only one was on the floor, the door opened.

Kiya settles slowly, the door of the room opens slightly. Slowly, Kiya saw and heard from behind the door.

" Sir!"