The Seed of the Heir
Chapter 91

While Alfa and the small Dea family are busy discussing a wedding that will be held in the near future, outside Susi's house looks a mysterious man is peeking while eavesdropping on their conversation.

After learning what Alfa's true plans were, the mysterious man rushed back to his parked car not far from Susi's residence.

The man opened the car door and sat down on the driver's side seat with a faint smile on his face.

"Hows it? Did you get the answer?" ask one of the men who is a member.

"Yes. And I'm pretty sure Mr. Harry would love to hear this good news" he replied.

"You better tell them now." The man tried to give advice.

The man nodded slowly as he pulled his phone out of the pocket of the leather jacket that had been stuck on his body.

After finding Mr. Harry's cell phone number, the man contacted him immediately.

Meanwhile in the city.

"Have you heard from that man, honey?" lady Kharisma asked Mr. Harry who was sitting quietly beside her.

Already nearly a hundred times in the past few hours, the middle-aged woman asked Mr. Harry the same thing. Actually, Mr. Harry was tired of hearing the same question, which his wife continued to launch. However, he did not dare to heed it. Maybe the middle-aged woman was angry and she was not afraid of it.

"No, Honey. If he gets the latest news about Alfa, he will definitely call me and my phone will definitely ring" said Mr. Harry, breathing heavily.

Madam Kharisma snorted in annoyance. He leaned his back on the sofa with a rough and his face looked bent at that moment.

In the next few seconds, Mr. Harry's phone suddenly shook. Mrs Kharisma who was once sad, suddenly excited. He peeked into the flat screen with a big smile.

"That's it, baby! Quickly lift!" tell it to Mr. Harry.

Mr. Harry was no less excited. He rushed to grab the flat object and placed it next to the ear.

"Yes! How, did you get the latest news about Alfa?!" ask Mr. Harry enthusiastically.

"Yes, Mr. Harry. We have the latest information about Mr. Alfa."

The man's answer made Mr. Harry and Mrs Kharisma even more curious. Mrs Kharisma had even put her ears together to listen to the explanation of the man.

Not yet finished the man said, Mrs Kharisma was shocked to hear the name of the village. The name of the village was very familiar to his ears. How not, Alfa got a tragic accident not far from the village. The place that became the last stopover of Alfa before the big accident, also in the village called Muara Asri.

"The Muara Asri Village? Why else would Alfa visit the place?" muttered Madam Kharisma with eyebrows that intertwined.

"In a moment, Honey. Let him talk and explain everything" Mr Harry told Mrs Kharisma.

Mrs Kharisma nodded slowly and re-attached her ears well to listen to the explanation of the man.

"Continue!" tell Mr. Harry.

"Okay, sir," said the man and was ready to continue his story.

"Mr Alfa visited one of the villagers and they are still talking there. Wait a minute, let me send you a picture of him."

Mr. Harry nodded and patiently waited for the photo sent by the man. After the photo was received, Mr. Harry rushed to open it.

"What's that?" ask Mrs Kharisma while peeking at Mr. Harry's cell phone screen.

"Photo of Alfa with one of the villagers." Mr. Harry showed a photograph to Mrs Kharisma. The photo was deliberately taken by the man when he peeked at Alfa next to Susi's house.

In the photo, Alfa is talking seriously to Herman, Susi and Dea. The middle-aged couple looked at each other with astonished expressions.

"Who are they? Do you recognize him, honey?" ask Mrs Kharisma to Mr. Harry.

Mr. Harry nodded slowly. "No. I don't recognize them at all."

"Areally who are they and what are they talking about there?" ask Mr. Harry then to the man.

"The man's name is Herman and it looks like Mr. Alfa is planning his wedding with the beautiful girl in the photo" the man replied.

"What, marriage?!" cry Mr. Harry as he rises from his seat.

"What wedding, who's getting married, honey?!" asked Mrs Kharisma who followed by was surprised to see the expression of her husband.

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