
"Fisa, what about that guy? Have you contacted him?" ask Gita who is so worried about Nafisa's pregnancy. He did not want his son labeled a cheap woman if he did not marry, while Nafisa's pregnancy will certainly be more visible.
Nafisa sighed harshly, "Mas Budi I can't call, Ma."
Gita Oun snorted violently, "why don't you come to her house? Didn't you say his wife will file for divorce. Mama sure, he must be trying to keep his wife, so he avoids you. You have to move immediately, lest he turn around to defend his wife and throw you away. What about your womb if you don't marry her."
Nafisa looked weighed. He finally agreed. He rushed to get ready to meet Budi at his house.
...***...
A few days later, a call from the police came out. Armand has not yet been named a suspect, but Armand is called upon to follow a series of probes. However, as Armand is not home and his whereabouts are unknown, the summoning is postponed.
At that moment, Gita naturally smiled happily. He hopes that Armand will be imprisoned for a long time. Even Gita had also planned to sell the house and take all of Armand's treasures, after which went all the way so that when Armand came out of prison, he already had nothing left. Maybe one day Armand will take revenge on him. He also planned his departure.
Meanwhile, after gaining enlightenment from his friend, Herman, Armand planned to turn himself in to the police. He already knew about the call. But before that, she wants to take care of her divorce papers and meet Naima and her children. Whether they still refused his arrival or accepted, the important thing was that he would try first.
Armand went home first. The state of the house is so quiet, Armand is sure that the Gita is not at home at this time. So he immediately went in to retrieve important files including files to take care of his divorce.
While searching for important files, Armand realized that his home ownership certificate was not in place. Armand growled furiously. He believes that Gita plans to sell his house. Considering Gita had been his wife for many years, Armand chose to. But not for others.
After taking care of her divorce, Armand first stopped by the bank to block Gita's credit card. He will get divorced anyway. He did not want to pay Gita's credit card debt. Whatever the fate of Gita after, he has got a home. They also have no children. So he didn't have to give Gita any excess treasure. Especially since marrying Gita, her career never rose again. Finances limited. Moreover, the lifestyle of the hedon Gita makes his savings instead of increasing, precisely stuck in place. Armand felt his own smell. But this is the consequence of marrying Gita.
...***...
Gita is in a shopping mall. He was in one of the famous bag shops. He had just made a deal with a friend who would help sell his house. After meeting, he went to the bag shop. In the shopping center, Gita passed by some of her fellow tourists. So they went into the bag shop together. There is no harm in thinking he bought a bag that was expensive anyway so far every time he shopped, the bill was borne by Armand.
"Bu Gita, are you seriously going to buy this bag?"
"Why indeed?"
"It's a pretty expensive price."
"You mean I don't have any money, do you?" Gita offended.
"I didn't say that. I just love the money. You haven't bought a bag for long. Now you want to buy again, you know, every item we have is hisabnya and we will be responsible in the hereafter."
"Say you are envious" said Gita, making her friend sigh.
"Udah, justin. You know how arrogant he is," said another friend slowly. The woman nodded too. Then they choose to look around for cute bag accessories.
Meanwhile, Gita immediately brought her chosen bag to the cashier table and placed it. The cashier immediately processed the purchase of Gita.
"The price is Rp 78,000,000, ma'am," said the cashier.
With her haughty face, Gita took out her credit card and handed it to the cashier.
The cashier tried to swipe the credit card into the EDC machine in front of him, but after many times tried, the card could not process the purchase.
"Sorry Mom, is there another card? This card can not be used transactions," asked the cashier was friendly.
Gita's forehead is wrinkled, "impossible. Try it again?"
"Where could that have happened. Last night I could still use it anyway," Gita still kekeh did not want to budge.
"Sorry Mom, but mom's card isn't legible."
"You must be a new employee, right? I've subscribed to this store, how could my card not be used," jolted Gita.
Because Gita keeps insisting her cards can be used. Even he cursed the cashier and said it was stupid to make the attention of some visitors turn to them. The store manager finally intervened. After trying several times, the card was completely unusable. According to the manager who has more experience of similar events, he also explained that his credit card is most likely already blocked.
Gita's face was red. It's shame not to be a bitch. Especially his friend was still there. By force, Gita also issued her debit card. The balance is not so much anymore. His hedonistic lifestyle made as much as he could give Armand could never last long in his hands.
After making the payment, Gita left as soon as possible. He was worried that his friends had overcome him because of his credit card that could not be used.
Meanwhile, elsewhere Armand appeared to be greeting in front of a house. It was Armand's house. Shortly after, the door opened.
"Sorry, is there Naima or Amar?" armand asked Bi Lela who opened the door.
"Sorry sir, Mr. Amar and his family have left early in the morning to Surabaya," said Bi Lela.
"I guess surabaya?" armand's Beo. He was confused as to why Amar and the others had gone there.
Bi Lela, who already knew who Armand was, explained, "sister Armand will give birth so they and their family go there."
Armand recalled Amara, his daughter who used to be so close to him. Even as she was about to leave, Amara cried loudly and forbade her from leaving. But he just left his daughter. Amara chased her car until it fell, but she flinched and drove her car away without looking back.
Given his past atrocities, Armand was stunned. How could he be so happy with his own son and choose another daughter. Truly, Armand deeply regretted his past actions.
After Amar's house, Armand headed to the police station to turn himself in. He entrusts his valuables that are not as valuable as Herman because he knows Herman can he trust.
Finally, from that day on Armand was officially arrested after he confirmed all the charges leveled against him.
...***...
The news of Armand's arrest was widespread everywhere. Moreover, Armand bravely gave himself up without trying to kink at all. Because the violence committed by Armand is not fatal, the verdict that Armand received is only 5 months.
Even Naima's mother and her children had heard the news.
"Bi Lela said, I once came to my house, Bun. The day we went to Surabaya. It seems like before turning himself in, I want to see us" Amar said by phone.
Mother Naima was silent. Only a rough sigh could be heard across the street.
"Yes, that's a risk he has to take on himself. What happened was all the fruit of his own actions. To be sure, you'll never see her. Mother and she already have no relationship whatsoever. But it's up to you and Amara to meet. Mother will not forbid. After all, he's still your father. There is blood flowing in your body and Amara" said Mother Naima sage.
"Come, Bun. It seems Amar was still reluctant to meet with his father. Especially when remembering how hit Amara at that time. He got sick for weeks and did not want to talk for months until the mother finally decided we moved family. Only in a new place Amara slowly returned cheerful," said Amar who was so disappointed considering what happened to Amara after his departure. Even after leaving, Armand never once came to see them, making Amara even more devastated.
If Armand was still being nice and wanted to meet them, they would not have been this disappointed.
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