The Neglected Wife
S3 EPISODE 21 - ADEL'S ANXIETY
Adnan sat down in front of the laptop. He wandered far ahead. Batteries churned.
Although Adnan had a girlfriend and was almost married, he did not deny it because he followed his mother's will and because Isyana refused.
Deep in Adnan's heart, the seed of Isyana's love is still there. The seed of love that he forced to be sincere, but still difficult.
That's why hearing the news of Isyana Adnan's marriage so wrong thinking, his brain wild unguided.
In the past Isyana rejected Adnan on the grounds that he wanted to focus on himself, not wanting to open his heart to other men if he separated from Lana.
Until Adnan thought he was wrong to separate Isyana. But in fact Isyana even married another man. If you know Isyana wants to marry someone else, Adnan will try not to give up. But it's too late.
"Say I'm less handsome and rich. But why did you choose Isyana's widower? Less good what am I?" adnan's mind again.
Adnan's phone kept ringing with annoyance and heartache, Adnan did not ngeh.
It was a call from Isyana and the police.
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As soon as the spa was finished, Mutia ma'am exited the spa room and paid. While waiting for her aide to pick up the car, Mutia checked her phone.
“Hhhh... why else Lana?” mummy Bu Wira massaged his forehead.
Actually, Miss Wira is a great mother and quite strong. Bu Wira willingly accompanied Mr. Wira struggling, taking care of Lana in various conditions until as successful as now. Not in the right way though.
She comes from an established and respectable family, only, Miss Wira is wrongly in love.
Mr. Wira was originally a good student, handsome, smart and accomplished.
But once into the world of marriage he chose the wrong way due to cheating his father. Mr. Wira was unable to bear the burden of his parents' legacy and entered the snare of Mr. James.
Bu Mutia hopes the burden of taking care of Lana is complete after there is Isyana. In fact, Lana was even more chaotic. That's why Miss Mutia used to work hard for Isyana to stay. For Isyana is the only innocent and sincere girl he finds.
“Please enter, Mistress!” said an aide Bu Wira opened the door of a luxurious shiny car in black.
With graceful steps and heels until it sounded, Bu Wira entered his car carrying a bag that was worth an lcgc car.
“To home office or home Mr Lana Nyonya?” ask aide.
“Suntech Office 1!” answer Miss Wira.
“Good Mistress!” answer driver.
They then left for Suntech's office one.
It should be at the age of Bu Wira now, like Bu Dini, enjoying his old days, many streets, worship and ngasuh grandson.
Ms. Wira was still walking fast and dry with tightness and worry in the chest.
Angry, tired, sad and disappointed. Why is Lana so hard to say. Why Lana's so hard to manage. Why Lana got old still makes trouble. Even to the age of the head of the three continue to trouble him.
Though Mr. Wira also tried hard to promote Lana, covering all his shortcomings and disgrace. But Lana did not recover and mature.
“Good afternoon Madam!” sapa Arbi greeted Bu Mutia and bowed her body.
“Hhhh..,” Bu Mutia looked at Arbi with a sigh letting out her inner fatigue.
“Where is Lana?” asked Bu Mutia
“Cute me, Mistress!” soft Arbi.
Then Arbi took Bu Mutia to a room. Where's Lana's privacy room.
In that skyscraper, there was one floor that was specifically the director. There is a special working room. There is an important living room, there is a private room for rest.
When Binar took office, the room was designed like a playground and family room. The room where Bu Tiara came to bring food.
By Bu Tiara used to design many white orchid flowers like. But today by Lana overhauled. All his stuff he broke to vent his emotions.
“Astagah Lana!” pekik Bu Wira, gawking.
The face of Mum Wira was suddenly pias. Lana's suit was randomly splashed on the floor. Lana's tie was also wasted haphazardly.
Lana was like a madman, sitting in the corner of the glass room with a messy shirt, her hair was a mess. Next to him were bottles of liquor.
Lana was drunk and very messed up. Lana was sworn in by Bu Wira herself. And now Miss Mutia herself is in trouble.
“Hoooh,” Bu Wira let out a long sigh, holding back her tight chest so that her heart pain does not recur.
His handsome son, his proud son, why just because Mika became like this?
Bu Mutia even regretted ever swearing at her own son.
Ms. Mutia herself was shaking, afraid to come closer to see that there was still one glass bottle and saw that there was blood on the floor.
“Lanaa... My son,” call Bu Mutia softly with choked breath.
Bu Mutia felt an immeasurable pain looking at Lana's state. A mother's pain at the sight of her child's destruction.
"Lana..."
Lana didn't look.
“Lanaa...,” call Bu Mutia again forward closer to Lana.
Lana was still in her position sitting motionless. Mom then approached again.
“Lana...,” call Mutia is already beside Lana.
Although it was not far away, Lana did not look.
Bu Mutia then patted his shoulder. Lana still didn't look.
Bu Mutia then checked it by shaking it, and.. “brug.....” Lana's down.
“Astagah, Lana..., Lanaaa!” yelled Miss Mutia.
“Lana anaakku, what happened to you! Toloong!” shouted Bu Mutia again trying to hug Lana who was lying down.
Arbi and the adjutant Bu Wira who was standing in front of the door ran in.
Under Lana's seat turned out to be dripping blood, still fresh and lasting, Lana's mouth was also slightly frothy.
“What happened Mistress?” ask Arbi.
“Bring Lana to ruumah hospital, fast!” mama Wira Sammbil cried.
Lana probably overdosed. Because the source of blood comes from the palm of the hand not from the wrist.
“Turn off all cctv. Don't let anyone see!” said the loyal adjutant Bu Mutia ruled.
Arbi also called the office staff who take care of the cctv section. Aides understand, whatever the ugliness that happened to Lana no one should know.
“Sorry, Sir. Mr. Priangga and several boards of directors are in office!” answer the cctv officer.
“Gleg!” Arbi swallowed his saliva confused.
“Why silence? Quickly take Lana to the hospital!” yelled Miss Wira again.
“Mr Priangga is in office, Mistress!” answer Arbi.
“No matter!” scream Bu Mutia again. “Quick save Lana!”
The adjutant immediately took Lana out. Miss Wira is accompanying him.
While the Arbi whose nature was only working and Neutral was only stunned confused and gazed around the space. Very fucked.
“Do I have to submit a resignation letter or move branches? Dizziness once me?” batin Arbi feels almost bright to be Lana's secretary.
“Hhhh, Lady Isyana, is she really married to Mr Binar? May the news be true? You deserve to be happy, Madam!” inner Arbi again.
Arbi continues to do her job, calling the cleaning department to clean up Lana's room. The janitor agreed.
Arbi also intends to get out, unfortunately when Arbi opens the door, the janitor does not come alone.
“Gleg!” Arbi swallowed his saliva down.
In front of the janitor there are 3 people in suits, which means in front of Arbi there are now 4 people staring at him. Arbi knows who they are.
“Good afternoon Mr!” sapa Arbi bowed as a sign of respect.
One man stood right in front of Arbi at the very front of the four.
The men had partially white hair, were tall, slightly enlarged stomachs and wore suits. The five-headed man seemed to be circulating his gaze to all corners of the space.
Behind him two of his aides stood firm. Yes, he is Mr. Priangga and his two aides, Binar's father.
Son of the founder of Suntech, the largest shareholder and holding the highest position and power of all Suntech branches.
“What happened?” asked Mr. Priangga coldly his eyes sharply pierced Arbi.
Arbi couldn't stand shaking. Will Arbi tell all of Lana's behavior or keep her hidden.
If Arbi opens his voice and is willing to testify absolutely, Lana's dismissal could be officially filed.