The Heart You Injured
Chapter 91. Body Install

"What's? Den Erlan wants to come to Simbok's hometown? Who is Den?"

Through a phone call, Surti was surprised by the words he heard directly from his former employer. Especially in the middle of the night like this the former employer called.

"Yes Mbok, maybe next week I will arrive in the hometown of Simbok. There is one interest there, so it requires me to go to Simbok's hometown. Uh, but why does Simbok sound like that? Is my phone bothering you?"

Surti shook his head even though Erlan could not see.

"No Den, Simbok was not disturbed. It's just that Dinda was sleeping in Simbok's room. He's afraid that he'll be disturbed if Simbok's voice is loud."

"What's? Dinda sleeps at Surti's house? Why is that so? Doesn't Dinda have a family? Why even sleep at Simbok's house?"

From the tone and intonation of Erlan's voice, Surti can tell that this former master of his is in a half-dead shocked mode. Even Surti can imagine if at this time both of Erlan's eyes were wide open with wide lips.

"The story is long Den."

"What the hell is Mbok? What happened to Dinda? What's wrong with her?"

Surti tried to strengthen his heart when he was going to tell Erlan. Although it was not experienced by himself, but he could feel the wounds that were approaching Dinda.

"Dinda betrayed Den. Dinda's husband married Sirri to another woman."

"What's? Is that right, Mbok?"

"real Den. Tomorrow if den Erlan has arrived here, will see for yourself how Dinda is doing."

"Alright then Mbok. Maybe next week I'll get there. I just ask, please take care of Dinda ya Mbok. Take care of everything Dinda needs. There will be a bonus for Mbok Surti."

Surti's forehead was slightly wrinkled when he heard Erlan's speech. From the tone of his former employer's speech it implied something a little foreign. Erlan seemed so attentive and worried about the state of Dinda.

"Russia ... Did something happen?"

"What do Mbok Surti mean? I don't get it."

"Den Erlan seemed very worried and concerned about Dinda. Is.... Oh, oh, my God... Erlan is in love with Dinda? Astarghfirullahazim apos... Eling... Den Erlan already has a wife. Don't try to betray non-Jenica, Den!"

Like a mother giving advice and advice to her child, Surti tried to warn Erlan. He was worried if until his former employer was plunged into the wrong feelings.

"Ruthahh ... Mbok Surti what the hell is he talking about? I'm not like that, Mbok. And I've never committed a betrayal."

"But from den Erlan's utterance, Simbok is like capturing a signal that den Erlan is storing flavor to Dinda. Simbok is worried that Den Erlan is exactly like Dinda's treasonous husband."

"Jeez Mbok .. I'm not that kind of man. Even if I have feelings for Dinda, I don't think it's wrong either ...."

Surti is still trapped in his own prejudice. He thought that Erlan still had a wife. It is not appropriate for the man to say such a thing.

A long breath sounded softly. Erlan paused for a moment and he continued. It would be futile if he still responded to Surti's words.

"It's Mbok, I'll tell you everything. Then it was already Mbok. Simbok get some rest. My message is remembered Mbok. Take good care of Dinda and make sure she's not going anywhere until I get there huh Mbok."

Surti nodded his head. "Good Den. Simbok will take care of Dinda well."

Tut ... Tut's... Tut's...

The phone connection was cut off and Surti again laid his body on the bed. He closed his eyes and began to embrace the dream.

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Meanwhile, in Erlan's apartment, the man who had just held the status of widower walked out of the room. His throat was dry after talking to Surti. He went to the kitchen to get some water.

But just a few steps, his steps suddenly stopped when crossing the front room occupied by Dinda. He stared closely at the door of his house assistant's tightly closed room. I don't know what magnet, to the point of making Erlan so eager to enter Dinda's room.

Unknowingly, his hand held the door lever of the room. He pulled slowly and now Dinda's room was perfectly open. Erlan swung her leg and started to enter Dinda's room. His eyes spread to all directions. A smile also rose on the lips of the man when he saw so neatly arranged the room belonging to this housekeeper.

Erlan's eyes were fixed on the small picture frame above the nightstand. Without a second thought he grabbed the picture frame and he put his ass on the edge of the bed.

Erlan smiled cynically when she saw the figure of a man dressed in all white who was standing next to a woman with a kebaya of similar color and with hair in a bun. He knows exactly what the photo is.

"Basic men have no shame. She could have betrayed her marriage to Dinda. Less what try Dinda? It's been desperately and bogged down working in the capital but it's been avenged with a rottenness."

Erlan scooped up the air deeply and slowly he exhaled. Hearing the story of mbok Surti as if dragged him into the hatred of Dinda's husband.

"Don't just because Dinda is a woman who doesn't have a family then you can treat as you want and as you like. That's a big mistake. Because right now, you're going to come face to face with me."

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Yuhuuuu... apologize profusely for hiatus almost a month yes brother... hihihihihi.. but inshaAllah from today will I continue until the end. But I apologize if I have to speed up the flow... Hehehe... Thank you very much who are still faithful waiting for the continuation of this story, brother.may happiness always accompany the footsteps of all brothers.

Oh yes. I give a novel recommendation belonging to my friend Sister. Please stop by if you like.