The Tippingback of Rania's World
Episode 102 - You will be Free!

"Where, Miss? Already better?" ask Wilbert to worry.

Qiandra closed the bottle of mineral water that Wilbert had given her.

"It's a little bit quiet. Thank you, Wilbert."

"It's okay, Miss. This has become my duty. Do you want some snacks first? We're again stopping at the hawker center on the five feet" Wilbert suggested.

"Dude, Wilbert. What time do you think it's? I've eaten a lot of cake, too" refused Qiandra.

But his sense of smell can not resist the fragrant smell of various types of snacks that are rented there.

"Once in a while dieting is okay, miss. Tomorrow I accompany the meraton by the lake, deh," persuaded Wilson.

"Hm.. Yes, if you are maksa. Pick the most delicious snack, yeah."

"Ouch! That's a very tough task, miss. Because the snacks here are all delicious," replied Wilbert.

"Then it's hygienic, deh." Qiandra changed her request.

"Hmmm... How about a wagon that's number two from the end. I once ate there, and all the snacks were good" Wilbert suggested.

"Yes, that's it." Without warning, Qiandra got out of the car and headed to the fifth leg that Wilbert had pointed at earlier.

Qiandra is really enthusiastic. It was the first time I felt a snack in a place like this.

"Sometimes I take Mikko and Rania, ah. They'll love it too" said Qiandra.

Wilbert smiled as he looked at the young lady who was already much more cheerful than before.

The private driver immediately bought a sanole cake, a pickled banana and also a walnut cake.

"Hmm delicious! This was very similar to what Rania had sold back then. Too bad I didn't try it first." Qiandra smiled cheerfully.

"Well, Miss Rania's friend, huh? Exactly like the name of my second son," said the merchant.

"Well, huh? My friend Rania used to trade this in school. But I couldn't eat that time. It tastes so good" said Qiandra.

(*eps. 11)

"Wilbert, we have to buy this often" Qiandra said again, taking out a fifty-thousand note.

"No need, Miss. This one is for me to buy," Wilbert refused.

"Trade in school? Maybe it was my son Rania" said the merchant.

"This, Sir. How muchisit?" Wilbert.

"Totally twelve thousand," the merchant replied, after counting it.

"Eh, how cheap? I felt like I ate a lot. You didn't count wrong, did you?" Qiandra Protest.

"Rubber, really."

"That assar is three thousand, then the cake is five thousand pieces" said Qiandra.

"Well, who said that?" the merchant was confused. He then called the price of the cake one by one.

"Well, Rania!!! Look out tomorrow at school" said Qiandra.

Drrt... Drrt...

"Hello, Mikko. What's up?"

"Where are you? I just got another call."

"Huh? What else did Sania ask?" qiandra was upset.

"Not Sania, but your grandfather. He sounds very worried."

"God! I forgot about grandpa. All right, I'll be home soon. Thank you, Mikko."

"Wilbert, let's go home soon," Qiandra ordered.

Drrr... Qiandra's phone rang again. This time from an unknown number.

"Huh-hello?" Qiandra hesitated.

"Miss, this is Jupri" replied a man across the street.

"Oh, yes. How did Jupri get it?" qiandra was excited again.

He asked Jupri and Hendra to go home first, to investigate his home. Unexpectedly, he immediately got the news in just two hours.

"According to our investigation, Felix wasn't the culprit Miss. He's exactly like us, tricked by the system" Jupri begins his report.

"Continue?"

"Ear down the hallway under Zumstein's apartemwn courtyard, we found a workshop used to treat narcotics, as found by the police on board" Jupri said.

"In addition, there are also certain materials that are exactly the same as those used in the CL cosmetics laboratory. That means, the cosmetics produced by Nona's company contain narcotic ingredients."

"God! This is exactly what Rania and Wilda said" Qiandra said.

"We've sent the evidence to Miss's new email drive to make it safer. But for now that's all the legs can find. Other files do not exist. There is only evidence of drug trafficking using company seals, to several companies in China and Russia."

"Crazy! It's insane! Who did it? Mama and papa? No way! They have been working hard to start this business from scratch. Why would they destroy it themselves?" Qiandra was back.

"Has Miss opened the evidence they sent?" ask Wilbert.

"Ah, right too."

Qiandra opened her laptop, and opened her new email there.

"God! Is this true? Fania working with him? So my guess was right all along?"

Qiandra went back and forth looking at the CCTV video and the voice recording of the eavesdropper sent by Jupri and Hendra just now.

"Wilbert, do you know Sania's parents?" qiandra asked her personal driver.

"Hmmm... Why is Miss suddenly asking about it?" wilbert's feelings aren't good.

"Want to know."

"I don't know it myself, Miss. He worked with you earlier than me" Wilbert replied.

"That's it, huh?" Qiandra was slightly disappointed to hear Wilbert's reply.

"Some say he's the son of his youngest sister Bu Rohaya. After her sister died, Ms. Rohaya took care of Sania. But there are also those who say, Sania was an orphan who used to be cared for in a waiting room, continued to be raised as a foster child by Ms. Rohaya," explained Wilbert again.

"Hm... That huh? I'm still very curious. Because in Fania's self-data she wrote she did not have children, but after further exploration, it turns out she has a daughter who has grown up," said Qiandra. "I was expecting Sania to be Fania's son" he continued.

"Emmm... I'll pretend I never heard of this, Miss. But I will always be on Miss's side" Wilbert said.

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Back again on the day of Fania's arrest.

(*Tw. 99)

Malfoy, who was in shock to see his wife arrested, could do nothing but follow her to the police station.

In his heart he deeply regretted the step he had taken. If it wasn't for her, Fania would definitely not have experienced this kind of hardship.

"I should have been arrested! I should have carried out this punishment, not Fania!" malfoy screams in his heart.

"Fania, I will definitely bring you the best lawyer. You'll be free soon. Be patient for a moment" whispered Malfoy, as the police allowed them to speak for two minutes.

Fania was silent. Not answering and not nodding. After that, he was led into a room to be questioned.

(Connected)

Thank you for reading. See you around.