
"Other times heart. The knife is sharp" said Aiza.
There was no reply from Akhmar. The man remained silent.
Aiza raised her face, looking at the clean handsome face that was very close in front of her.
"Akhmar, there's something important I want to say about Bajul." Aiza closed the bottle of betadin and put it back in the box.
Akhmar pulled out his wounded hand. It cringes.
"It doesn't really fit me here, but I don't feel like I have much time to talk to you. It's not good to keep it." Aiza let out a breath. "Bajul talked a lot to me a few hours before he went abroad.
Akhmar looked at Aiza without making a sound.
"Bajul said, I was asked to convey to you because he was afraid that you would be angry if he delivered it directly to you." Aiza wanted to see Akhmar's response, at least asking something about Bajul, but until this moment Akhmar remained silent.
Not wanting to waste time, Aiza continued, "Actually the source of your anger a few years ago is not Vito. The person who complained you to Mr. Rt if you and your gang were wearing illegal goods is Bajul, the person who complained that you often bring girls to kos an Mang Usup is Bajul."
A surprised look immediately stuck in Akhmar's face. His forehead frowned and his white skin turned red.
"I hope you don't get angry. Bajul has a reason for that" whispered Aiza softly.
Akhmar's face still looks red with sharp eyes.
"Everyone has a way to achieve their goals. And Bajul's goal is to make you migrate to the good. When you get punished for your mistake, Bajul assumes that it will make you deterred. But it turns out he was wrong, it actually provoked your emotions, even inviting misunderstandings that ended fatally." Aiza was also unable to hold tight when imagining the reality that happened to Vito because he was the victim of a wrong target.
"I get it, but it's all happening."
"Then what's the point of discussing this, it's all over. This confession won't change the reality." Akhmar jerked his hands to the kitchen table.
"Please do not pass this blame on Bajul, remember that Bajul is only a whistleblower, while the person who committed the persecution is you. Mistake is not in Bajul, remember that!" Aiza.
Hearing that, Akhmar only rubbed a rough face.
"I want you to leave behind all the bad in the past, move on to the good" Aiza said. "Take the Vito case as a lesson."
"Here, don't talk about this anymore." Akhmar glanced at his finger, fresh blood again seeping from the wound due to the movement of his hand as it jerked to the table.
"Blood's coming out again." Aiza drew Akhmar's hand and lifted him up, then added the cloth ties to the wound. "You should be taken to the doctor. Your wounds must be stitched."
Akhmar.
"The injury was quite deep" Aiza added.
Akhmar remained silent.
Seeing Akhmar as cold as snow, Aiza said, "Akhmar, why has your attitude changed this way? Are you angry with me or why?" asked Aiza who could not bear to see Akhmar's cold attitude like an ice block. "I don't know what happened to you during our separation. The last time we communicated was six months ago, when I was in Cairo by phone. Everything is still good. Then why is this now? I've made it clear everything to you. And I asked for your same solution. Do I need to withdraw from this match?"
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