The Heart You Injured
Chapter 34. A thief?

"Then, Om went home first Lan. Thank you very much because for the umpteenth time, you are willing to disburse funds as an injection of capital in Om's company."

Wirabuana got up from his sitting position. The middle-aged man's face was emitting a happy twinkle. Because in the end he does not have to be confused by the circumstances to find capital to buy a fleet. The candidate is waiting for the focus.

Erlan nodded her head while smiling faintly. He also rose from his ergonomic chair as a form of respect for the future in-laws.

"Sama-sama Om, hopefully what I do is really beneficial for the Om company."

"Oh, that's already very clear Lan. You have always been a guardian angel. Seeing you royal like this makes me believe that I am not wrong to give you the blessing to marry my daughter, Jenica. I've come to believe that Jenica's life will always be happy with you."

Wirabuana endlessly adored and praised his future daughter-in-law. He thought, the more often he blurted praise then Erlan would be more happy. With that, it does not rule out the possibility if the prospective daughter-in-law will be more royal again.

Erlan could only smile knots. "Aamiin .. I hope it's like that Om."

"Well, it's too late. I'll go home first!"

"Be careful Om, send greetings to the family."

Wirabuana swung his legs. Out of the leadership room where the leader of this large company is his son-in-law. At a glance, he spread his gaze around. A sweet smile also rose on the middle-aged man's lips.

Destiny is so beautiful writing a life scenario for me. I didn't expect that my son-in-law would be one of the most successful young entrepreneurs in his field.

Slowly, Wirabuana's body disappeared behind the door. Soon a man who was the same age as Erlan. The man could only shake his head to look at Erlan who seemed to be sitting on his great chair with an indecipherable facial expression.

"Soliciting more money for your future father-in-law?" ask the man in a rhetorical tone. Without asking, he already knew. He landed his butt in an ergonomic chair previously occupied by Wirabuana.

"To buy a distribution fleet, Jon."

Joni, whom Erlan trusted to be his personal assistant could only scatter softly. As an assistant, he knows very well what the boss does while in the office. And, the arrival of Wirabuana is enough to make Joni understand that Erlan's prospective in-laws are asking for money.

"A few months ago under the pretext of operating expenses. Now to buy a distribution fleet. I'm really surprised by you Lan. Not officially become your in-laws, om Wirabuana has made you a running ATM many times. Don't you feel weird or suspicious?"

"Suspecting what the hell is Jon?" erlan asked with a squeak on the forehead. He seemed much harder in his study of the words of his assistant.

"Cckkkkk ... Erlan, Erland. Are you too innocent or too good? Do you not suspect that your future-in-law is actually using you? I mean, using all the wealth you have?"

Erlan could only let out a rough breath. Actually he had thought about it, but as much as possible he broke it. He thought it was impossible if the family of his future wife was using it.

"I don't think Jon. Hmmmm .. leave it alone. Wirabuana will soon be my parents anyway, so there's no harm if I help?"

Joni resigned. If it had been like this, he no longer had the capacity to coerce Erlan. "It's up to you Lan. The important thing is to stop giving capital injections to your future in-laws, if you really appreciate your hard work so far."

Feeling that it was enough to give a message, Joni chose to get out of the boss' room. When he got to the door, he slightly turned around.

"Home home. Soon you will be a bride. Do not let your body drop because of work," said Joni gave a warning. Before long, the man's body disappeared from Erlan's sight.

Erlan glanced towards the clock that was coiled around the wrist. Eleven o'clock in the evening, and he thought it was too late to be in his office. He moved and began to leave the room.

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"Haduuhhhh ... why can't I sleep? Is it because you are in a foreign place? Now how should I?"

Dinda sat on the edge of the bed. He rubbed his face rough. Trying to find a way to close your eyes immediately. But, my dear, his eyes are opening wide. He moved and began to swing his legs to find the wind.

Slowly, the soles of Dinda's feet went down this marble-clad floor. He headed towards the back which was given a bulkhead by a wide glass door. There is what Mbok Surti said as the most beautiful place in the apartment owned by his young master. Yes, a balcony that has been transformed in such a way as to be a place that is so comfortable.

Chief Dinda looked up. Seeing the vast expanse of the sky like a carpet of nature that stretches. The moon seemed timid, and chose to hide behind the mega. While thousands of stars flickering as if teasing the inhabitants of the earth.

"MashaAllah .. This place is really beautiful and comfortable. Especially at night like this. If only, I had a place like this at home, I would always use to spend time with Bayu mas."

Dinda blinked her eyes when she remembered one thing. He picked up a cell phone in his pajama pocket that he was wearing. Check if there is a chat notification from the husband or not. The woman can only throw a rough breath when she does not meet a single chat from the husband.

"Last, Bayu mas chatted me when I got to Tegal and after that he did not contact me at all. Never mind asking where I am, the last chat I sent has not turned blue. Is it as busy as Bayu? To the point of ignoring my messages?"

Dinda rolled her fingers. Trying to see the last seen status of the husband. At 00:15, which means that only fifteen minutes ago the husband activated the WA feature. Dinda to astonishment, will the attitude of the husband who looks different.

"Did I just call Bayu mas? Maybe he hasn't slept."

Dinda was busy monologuing while trying to contact her husband. While in front of the apartment door, Erlan appeared to open the apartment door using the accses card he brought. With a slow motion, he set foot down the front area of his apartment. When he would turn towards the room, how surprised he was when he saw the glass door that became a barrier between the inner space with an open balcony. And his forehead frowned slightly when he saw the figure of the woman standing there.

"Who is that woman? Obviously he is not Mbok Surti because the body shape mbok Surti is not like that. Or Jenica? Nope, no. Jenica's posture was slightly higher than this woman's and her hair was also much different."

Erlan was caught in curiosity. But a moment later the two men's eyeballs were perfectly wide when they realized one thing.

"Ahhhh .. This must be a thief or else he's an intruder. There is absolutely no fear of the thief. Though I've used the most advanced security but why would a thief still get in here?"

After being satisfied with the smooth monologue, without further ado Erlan stepped into the kitchen. He takes a spatula which he believes could be to incapacitate the woman he considers a thief.

Erlan walked on her tiptoes so that her movements would not be heard. When he arrived behind the woman's body, he was planning to hit her back with a spatula.

One....

Two .....

Tigaaa.....

Plaque... Plaque... Plaque...

"Basic thief. Feel this!!"

"Aaaahhhhhhh .. lilhtt!!!!"

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