THORNS IN MARRIAGE
CHAPTER 115 - The Unexpected Suspect

My eyes slowly opened because there was a warmth stimulation of sunlight that burst into the sidelines of the window.

"Sister..."

Jumanta and Neyna tea?!

Alhamdulillahot... I have two brothers from the land of Banten!

"Miana..."

"Steak! Hik hik hicks..."

The warm embrace of Neyna Tea, my cousin daughter of the late Wak Hardi warms my heart.

"Patience, Lian... We are all on the move looking for Aprilia" Teh Neyna said in a hoarse voice.

My tears are back unstoppable.

Oh, my God, my God... How is my daughter?!? Oh Allah... Dzat Yang Maha Karim, please return my daughter to us immediately. Hik... Let nothing happen to my Aprilia Jovanca Harvest, O Allah.

I fumbled the payud*raku section. It doesn't hurt and swell like yesterday. Could it be that my daughter's stomach isn't starving?

"Teh Neyna! Who would take my son, Teh? What a cruel madman!"

"He, he's your ex-husband, Liana!"

"Astaghfiullah! The Bangs*t? He's out of jail?"

Irsyad?!? Really Bangs*t guy!!!

"Why did he kidnap my daughter? Wh-wh-what for? For revenge? Why not just kill me, instead of her kidnapping my newborn baby into the world? Hik hik hicks..."

Anxiety in the chest so much that it made me cry hysterically involuntarily.

"Yahoo!!! A toloooool! Gobloooog men!!! May Allah make you firewood at the bottom of the crust!!!"

"Istighfar Liana! Let's chant sholawat for God's greatness so that your daughter is found soon!"

"Teteeeh!!! Teteeeh!!! I am an ordinary woman! I'm just like the woman out there who can lose her mind if constantly tested like this!!! I want to live happily!!! Yes Allaaah!!! Where is your greatness, Allaaah!!!"

I roared, cried and raved.

Like a man who has lost his mind. I continually revile and revile my Lord the Greatest.

"Byhoo!!! Show me Your greatness, Tuhaaan!!! I can't live if you try to take away my daughter, my flesh and blood that I've been hoping for years!!!

"Astaghfirullahal... Abaghfirullahal... Astaghfirullahal..."

My head was scooped up by Neyna Tea and Jumanta also tried to calm me down who was increasingly hysterical about receiving this ordeal.

Mama Tiur, Citra also Habibah crying in a corner. Confused not knowing how.

My husband and the other men in this house seemed to be searching for Irsyad and Aprilia.

Of course they are doing their best by coordinating with the police.

The chanting of the holy verse of the Qur'an that Jumanta bawakan managed to make my heart realize the provisions of fate and destiny that God gave.

The cry of sorrow still so penetrated the soul. I do not know what else to do but to be privileged to ask Allah Ta'ala for my life and my daughter Aprillia Jovanca Harvest.

Azan Ashar. I am getting late in my sadness. Moreover, one by one the brothers covered the pampits leaving me to pray.

Now I am left alone with Habibah alone.

Until suddenly,...

Talitha strangled Habibah's neck.

"Dead you, dead!" the thrill made me scream to say Talitha's name.

"Him! He knows who did the Dede Aprilia kidnapping!"

"Huh?!?"

"That's right! I saw for myself, this woman was talking to the nurse who brought Aprilia before the incident!"

"Huh? Whahuh? Don't lie Talitha!!!"

"Aaagh oh. aark!" Habibah seems increasingly difficult to breathe because Talitha's tiny hands are still strangling him.

"Let go first, Talitha! I have to interrogate Habibah!!!" pekikku shouted commanding Talitha.

Talitha immediately let go of the strangulation of her hand on Habibah's neck.

"Gift! It's haibah!!!"

Pale face of a young girl who is 24 years old.

"K brother! My neck.., like something's suffocating!" he said with a voice trembling with fear.

"Tell me what you know if you don't want to die suddenly, Bibah!"

Eyes rounded. His lips were open to hear my words.

"Geez! Don't you know the nun who took my daughter Aprilia, right?"

Habibah still looked at me unblinking.

"Speak! Or..., you die!!!" my threats aren't fooling around.

"Aaagh akkk.. ka.ka, i yes! Akkk."

Talitha let go of her hand.

Habibah crying. He dropped his face on my lap.

But I brushed his head cruelly.

It's disgusting! Though you know the truth, but you are acting like a plain girl who knows nothing!!!

I'm inching.

Let me recite all the memorization prayers that I have learned from the Wak Hardi heritage book the other day.

Habibah was crying.

One by one relatives who had finished Ashar prayers arrived and were shocked to finally hear the story that slid from the little lips of Jordan's lover.

"Sister, sorry...! Hik hik... Sorry Brother! I, I. I do know the nurse who brought Aprilia!"

"Why are you quiet as if you don't know anything? Wh why? What intentions are hidden in your heart, Bibah?"

"I, I just. just,"

"What only? Just what, let's say, where's my son that your friend kidnapped?!!"

"Ehh uh uh uh... He said he would only take her twice twenty-four hours. He said he wouldn't hurt Dede Aprilia. Just to, just to try to give happiness to the boss who has been married for ten years but has not been given offspring!"

Plaques

Plaques

My two slaps landed on Habibah's smooth cheek.

"Astaghfirullah's..."

"It was a criminal act, Habibah!!!" mama Tiur's cry is no less emotional than mine.

"Now tell me where my son is? say!!!" my screams are full of anger.

Habibah cried down at the end of my foot and then moved to the tip of Mama Tiur's foot.

Could this girl casually make my daughter his criminal experiment toy!!!

Kicked his body without thinking anymore. My anger and resentment are like they've been changed.

"I don't know where Aprilia is. But my friend promised to return it at exactly eleven tonight with a hundred million rupiah. Hik hik hicks..."

"One billion, one trillion I'll never let go of let alone allow an unknown person to carry it!!! How could you be Habibah!!!"

Plaques

"You why Habibah? You need money? Wh-wh-what for? Can't you ask Jordan for help?" pekik Citra was also upset and furious. Many times his fist almost punched the beautiful face of Habibah who was masked innocence.

I could have been fooled by your innocence, showgirl!

I was so upset I didn't know what to say anymore.

"Habibah.ay Allah! Why are you being like this?!" mama's cry made my heart even more uneasy.

"Call that friend! Now!!! Otherwise, I'll report you both to the police station right now!"

"The tree is inactive, brother! Hik hik hicks..."

"Where's house? Where does he live? Let's say! Image, phone Genta! Tell her to take this beautiful girl to the house of her friend who kidnapped my son!!!"

The furious image immediately followed my orders. He called Genta.

Genta is on his way home.

"BossJordan should know what his future wife is like! It's disgusting!!!" hardik Citra after ending his phone call with Genta.

"You're working with your friend for a hundred million rupiah? For what, Bibah?" I still don't believe in the behavior of that innocent sweet-looking girl without the stain.

The sobbing Habibah with his head bowed On the floor told everything.

Apparently, this girl was in debt with an online loan. By Allah, astaghfirullah...

Instantly I was like returning de javu to remember the story of Genta who was once mired in a pit of blasphemy called online loans.

"He.. is my college friend, Brother! We, need money for living expenses and so on!"

"lik! Your tuition fees aren't covered by Jordan?" sela Mama is inflamed.

"Mas Jordan did cover all of my tuition, Ma! Not at the cost of living! I..., my family is poor!"

"Have known poor, why even owe? You should be able to live frugally. Thank you very much for the situation!"

"God needs money to support his current lifestyle!"

I'm appalled.

Jordan's voice echoed in front of the room door.

Jonathan, Jordan and Genta have come and are now staring at Habibah's face as if to swallow him round and round.

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