The End of Clarisa's Suffering

The End of Clarisa's Suffering
The Part 81


Bagas also stood up from his seat and walked closer to Risa, without Risa expecting Bagas to directly hug her.


"Mas Bagas's.." Risa pushed Bagas body.


"Sorry Ris, I just want to hug you one last time." Bagas said the reason why he suddenly hugged Risa.


"I go home well, salute your husband." Bagas said again while rubbing the top of Risa's head. Bagas also came out of the cake shop Risa left Risa who was still fixated with the soft treatment Bagas. A treatment Bagas never did while they were still dating.


Without them knowing, since Bagas and Risa met in front of the cake shop, there was someone who photographed the togetherness of Bagas and Risa in various styles. That person is Mr. Cakra's man.


Mr. Cakra, who was never desperate to damage his son's household, told people to follow Bagas, because Mr. Cakra was sure that one day, Bagas would definitely meet Risa in the city of M. And Mr. Cakra's conjecture turns out to be true, even though Bagas' intention to the city of M is not to damage the household of Risa and Alex,but in the hands of Mr. Cakra Bagas arrival and his meeting with Risa can be made trigger rift household Risa and Alex.


After Bagas out of the Risa cake shop, Cakra sir's men also went from the front of the Risa cake shop. The goal is to meet Mr. Cakra who has been waiting for him at the hotel to see the results of his work.


Now Mr. Cakra and his man were already in the lobby of the hotel where Pak Cakra was staying.


"How's it?"


"It's sir." Mr. Cakra's man directly thrust the camera he used to photograph Bagas and Risa from a distance.


Mr. Cakra also took the camera and saw the work of his men.


"Good." Said Mr. Cakra who was satisfied with the work of his man.


"Then, print the photo now and send it to this address." Mr. Cakra thrust a piece of paper towards his man.


"Good sir." Said the man while taking the paper presented by Pak Cakra. He stood up from his seat and went to work on the orders of Mr. Cakra.


After the man left, Pak Cakra smiled cunningly. He could not wait to hear the news of his son and Risa's divorce.


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Alex's Workshop.


Time has shown at six in the afternoon. Finally Alex and his three mechanics can also rest, because from the morning of the workshop Alex did not stop the arrival of customers, ranging from just changing oil or service to repairing a damaged engine. And that kept Alex from checking his phone since morning. The call from Risa who has been more than ten times and the incoming message that Risa sent was not even Alex read.


After cleaning his body from the oil-oil that was attached to his face and hands, Alex walked towards his room. He also took his cellphone to check if there were missed calls or messages that entered his cellphone while he was working earlier.


"Clar." Alex looked at the more than ten missed calls from his wife.


Feeling like something was important, Alex tried to call Risa back. But only in the third tone, one of Alex's mechanics knocked on Alex's room door. Alex ends his call to Risa's number, because Alex thinks another customer is coming.


"Why Mal?" Ask Alex.


"This is sir, there's a shipment." Jamal answered while giving Alex an envelope of chocolate.


"From who?" Ask Alex because there's no sender name.


"Do not know sir, there are adek-adak mulung who nganter, he said to Mr. Alex. As I asked from whom, those chats also do not know, he was just told to sir."


Alex clenched his forehead. He was suspicious of the contents inside the envelope.


"Letter can." Alex muttered in his heart.


"Yes, thank you, Mal."


Alex walked to his desk to open the envelope, but when he wanted to open the envelope, he saw Jamal still standing at the door.


"Why are you still there?" Ask Alex wonder.


"I'm curious sir, don't get another bomb. Or items that are used for neror pak, kayak knives that are covered in blood, or photos of the father who has been scratched his face. So sir." Jamal replied innocently, he was worried that his boss was experiencing a breakdown by people who were shirked by Alex's rapidly advancing efforts even though only a few months Alex opened a workshop in the area.


Instead of being afraid of Jamal's words, Alex even puffed his cheeks in laughter.


"You can be Mal. If this is a bomb, or that kind of stuff you said it was, it's not possible that it was in Mal's envelope, it should be in Mal's box."


"Hehehe.iya also well sir."


Jamal doesn't know that his boss is an ex-sneaky guy.


"I'll excuse you first."


Alex nodded his head.


After Jamal came out of his room, Alex opened the envelope.


His eyes widened as he looked at the contents of the envelope.


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