THERE'S ALWAYS A LEANING PLACE
Initiating Investigations

After a long conversation, Farhan said goodbye. He went inside for a moment to say goodbye to his mother. As soon as Farhan's car left the gate, Mr. Haris went inside immediately.

He found his wife sitting in the family room. His face was facing the television that was broadcasting the soap opera, but from his gaze it was clear that the television show he did not notice.

“Farhan's time left so dreamy? Tomorrow morning silence au here again with his son and wife. Come, Ayang Mommy smile, dong!” ledek Mr. Haris.

“Ish, what the hell? Mother no longer mourns Farhan. Mother also knows tomorrow silence au here again. Mommy again thinks Dad,” grumbled Bu Aisyah.

“Dad here, healthy. Why think? Dissolute kangen? Yuk, we're going to the room!” bring Mr. Haris.

Without waiting for the wife's answer, Mr. Haris raised the tiny body of Ms. Aisyah. He took her to the room.

“Dad, don't do this! Shame if caught,” protested Bu Aisyah with a half-whispering voice.

“Makanya, Mommy is silent so as not to be caught by others. ART is already in the room, kok,” replied Mr. Haris casually.

Aisyah ma'am resigned. He no longer thrashed. He only smiled as Mr. Harris put himself on the bed slowly.

“Still thinking of Dad?” ask Mr. Haris.

“Of course. As long as the hospital problem is not finished, Mommy can not stop thinking about it,” replied Ms. Aisyah ketus.

“Eh, Mommy knows? From where?” Mr. Haris looked nervous. He wanted to hide the problem from his wife.

“From Dad and Farhan's talk.”

Mr. Haris was surprised. He stared at the wife's net.

“Mother worries to see Dad's expression since coming home. Mother knows there must be a problem. Uh, I don't even want to tell stories. Mommy wants to join, but Mommy is worried that Dad will not tell Farhan. Yes already, Mommy just nguping.”

Mr. Haris shook his head. Just this time Ms. Aisyah deliberately eavesdropped on her conversation.

“Daddy just don't want to add weight to your load, Yang. Let my hospital business think for itself. But, it seems like I am indeed unable to cope on my own.”

Ms. Aisyah patted Mr. Haris's shoulder gently. She tried to channel the calm to her husband who was starting to get restless again.

“Honey, we are husband and wife. Our marriage journey is not just a year and two years, but decades. We should have been open. Maybe I can't give you a solution, but at least it can be a place to share.”

Mr. Haris hugged Ms. Aisyah's body quickly. He stroked the head of his wife who was still covered in her hijab.

“Thank you, my wife. I'm lucky to have you.”

“Newly awake?” Ms. Aisyah thunts.

Mr. Haris chuckled then let go of his embrace.

“Of course not. I've known for a long time that my wife is a great, understanding woman. Solihah, of course.”

“Keep praising let Mother big head! O yes, what about Farhan's help?” Ms. Aisyah returned the original topic.

“Dad accepted Farhan's offer. He and Via will tell Edi to send his men to investigate the matter. I'm sure they can.”

“Do you suspect someone? A traitorous hospital employee?”

Mr. Haris was silent for a moment. Then, he shook his head.

“Sentence, Bun. It is also not good to suspect someone without evidence. Fear of being suuzon.”

“Yes too, anyway. May our children succeed.” Ms. Aisyah rubbed her face.

“Already, now we sleep, yuk! We think about the next step after they find out who is playing and who is telling. Before we know, we can't act.”

Miss Aisyah nodded. He got up from the bed to the bathroom to brush his teeth and wash.

*

Ms. Aisyah had just finished helping Eyang Probo take her medicine when she heard a greeting from outside. Shortly after, Ms. Aisyah heard a noise from the living room.

“Who is coming early in the morning?” muttered Bu Aisyah while cleaning the new tableware Eyang Probo use.

“Before a while, Aisyah stayed in the kitchen, yes,” said Bu Aisyah.

Eyang Probo nodded. Ms. Aisyah also brought dishes and glasses out.

“Ikum, Uti.” The voice of the boy who was not so clear surprised Bu Aisyah who was opening the door.

“Waalaikumsalam, Zayn, son of soleh.”

Ms. Aisyah moved the plates and glasses to her left hand. He squatted down and received his grandson's hand.

With the guidance of Mr. Haris, Zayn entered and greeted his great-grandfather.

Eyang Probo seemed happy to welcome the presence of his great-grandson. A wide smile expanded as the one-year-old boy reached out.

Farhan enters with Via. Previously, Via handed over the hand to Bu Aisyah first.

“Zayn have you said hello to Eyang Buyut?” ask Via.

“Dah. New nyum.”

Mr. Haris and Eyang Probo laughed at the babble. Eyang Probo gestured for Zayn to sit on the edge of the bed. The boy complies.

The sparkle of happiness was clearly reflected in the eyes of Eyang Probo. His smile and laughter were constantly expanding.

Mr. Haris beckoned Farhan to come out. Farhan.

“You've talked to Via and Edi?” ask Mr. Haris directly to the problem.

“Already, Dad. We have also contacted Mas Edi,” replied Farhan.

“Then, what steps will be taken?”

“Mas Edi this morning has contacted Kiki, asking for consideration about the strategy to dismantle the rot of the person.”

“Kiki speaking what?” Mr. Haris looked impatient.

“What's clear, Kiki will put some people in the hospital. There are already, I mean Farhan current hospital employee, there are new.”

“Hospital employee?” Mr. Haris' tone showed confusion.

“Iya. There's a friend of Mas Edi who works at the hospital, his name is Erna.” Farhan was a little nervous.

“Oh, so. So, this Erna who is the intermediary to browse the person?”

Farhan swallowed his saliva with difficulty. He was more careful in talking so that his father did not suspect that in fact he and Via had stepped.

“Can be said so, Dad. Later, tomorrow, or the day after tomorrow there may be Kiki's men disguised as patients or pembezuk.”

“Yes, no problem. That only?” Mr. Haris made sure.

“Kiki needs CCTV footage last week. But, lest any employee know to keep this investigation confidential.”

“Good. I'll arrange for Kiki to get the tape.”

“ O yes, you also need to calculate the hospital loss and make sure there are no transactions in the purchase of drugs or medical devices in these three days. Hopefully within three days Kiki can uncover this case.”

Mr. Haris nodded, agreeing to Farhan's suggestion. Then he said goodbye to the hospital.

Just now that Mr. Haris left the residence of Eyang Probo, Via came to show his clothing.

“Mas Edi phone,” says Via.

It changes to the loud speaker mode. The voice of Edi answered his greetings.

“How, Mas?” ask Farhan.

“Now I'm with Kiki. Kiki's people started to move. Please send CCTV footage right away, Mas. Kiki needs it,” Edi replied.

“Good, Mas. I told my father. I'll call dad again to make sure the CCTV footage is sent immediately.”

“Thank you, Mas. I'll call you later. Assalamualaikum.”

“Waalaikumsalam,” replied Farhan and Via simultaneously.

Via inserts the device into its gaming bag.

“Firasatku said that Global Persada still has something to do with Rahardian,” murmured Via.

“Maybe. We wait for the results of the investigation.”

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Look forward to the last episode There's Always Lean Place! Do not forget to always leave likes and comments, yes!Season 2 is not available. I made a follow-up novel with another title, highlighting Azka instead of Via and Farhan despite still presenting the Via-Farhan couple.