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The light of the sun shines beautifully on the earth. Blowing breeze in the morning cools every human. Bright air surrounds the earth. Energizing the natural atmosphere that can arouse the fighting spirit of the human beings, but not with Irene who is not excited this morning.

Irene stood on the balcony of her room. His eyes looked blank in any direction, his heart deeply hurt after hearing news and information from Hendrick, police and the latest news about the murder of Peter and Jessica at one of the hotels located in the suburbs of London.

Both of Irene's beautiful eyes in an instant were closed, as short as she could a new heavy breath she exhaled between the sidelines - between the pain that rained down on her soul every time she recalled the news.

The Flashback

"Good nights. The latest news is the murder experienced by Jessica Lincoln, a famous artist in this country and Peter Pattinson, a successful businessman in this country." said the news anchor man with a serious face.

"The location of the murder look place in a luxury hotel, sixth floor number six hundred and twenty. The cause of their murder is not yet known, it is still being investigated by the police. Their bodies are being autopsied. That is the latest news. Good night." said the female news anchor."

Flashback Off

"Huhhhhhhhhhhh... " Irene took a deep breath for the umpteenth time.

Then he turned around and walked helplessly into his room. Sitting on a long sofa facing the television hanging on the wall of his room.

He takes a television remote intending to turn on the television but hesitates to do so. Unwittingly, accidentally the button on Irene's tightness, a morning gossip news show appeared. Irene let herself watch the show.

"Viewers, there are condolences from the entertainment and business world" said the gossip news presenter.

"An artist named Jessica Lincoln and a businessman named Peter Pattinson has died in one of the Luxury hotel rooms" said the female presenter of the gossip news show.

"Their bodies were found on a bed in a hotel room***, in a hug, with gunshot rounds to their heads and a gun lying on the carpet." said the male presenter on the gossip news show.

Sukma Irene's soul was shaken violently will be scattered by lightning in broad daylight. Pain and disappointment traced every stream of his blood, to the recesses of his heart. Irene directly turned off the television was not strong enough to withstand the turmoil of sadness and disappointment that was very deep while watching the gossip news show.

"O Allah, is the news I heard true?" If so, why does this hurt? What is my fault, O God? What is my fault, O God? Why are you giving this very tough test to? Why is it like this?" Irene's barrage of frustrating questions. Irene rubbed her face rough.

Not felt, clear badminton fell from Irene's beautiful eyes. Irene was crying as it happened while smothering her face. Hysterical cries echoed in every corner of Irene's room until they reached the bottom floor.

Tok.... Andre knocked on Irene's bedroom door.

"Irene! Are you ok?" andre asked worriedly while hearing Irene's hysterical cry, but Irene did not answer Andre's question. The irene! The irene! Open the door please! " continued Andre who grew more panicked because Irene's crying became hysterical.

"Do I have to break down this door? " andre asked inwardly while hearing Irene's hysterical crying voice.

"Sir, what happened to the ma'am?" ask one of the maids at the residence Peter who arrived - suddenly came while standing behind Andre.

" I don't know for sure." replied Andre who was still bringing his ears closer to the front door of his room Irene while hearing Irene's blaring cries.

"Sir, this morning ma'am haven't had breakfast, I am very worried about the condition of ma'am and the baby."

" Okay, then I'll persevere him to have breakfast. You better continue your work. Oh yes, where did Mr William and young master Zayn go?"

" The big lord is escorting young master Zayn to his school."

"Oh ok. Sir, I said goodbye to the kitchen." said the maid.

'yeah. Please call the butler in this house." pinta Andre.

"Ok sir" said the maid, then he hurried the way to find the butler in the house.

"Irene! The irene! Open the door please! peter shouted worriedly while pounding the door, but not legitimately from within.

"What is the master calling me?" ask the head of the service at Irene's house.

"Do you have the spare key to Mrs Irene's door?" ask Andre.

" No sir, all spare keys are held by madam" replied the butler.

" Uhmmm ... Help me break down the door of this room." pinta Andre.

" Yes sir" said the butler, then they changed their positions to push through Irene's bedroom door.

" One, two, three .." they said in unison as they placed their palms on Irene's doorstep

Brakkk....

The door is wide open. Andre saw Irene sitting on the sofa while smothering her face with her hands that had been flooded by her sweat. Spontaneous Andre ran over to Irene and grabbed Irene by her body.

" Irene, what's wrong with you? Tell me, what do you think and how do you feel? Do not you buried alone. Here I am, tell me! Don't cry again Irene." said Andre sampil hugged the woman's back, but Irene did not heed Andre's words.

Irene was still crying hysterically. Andre felt what Irene was feeling right now, the moment where she had experienced it when both of her parents were mysteriously murdered. In a gentle swab Irene's head was wrapped in her instant hijab.

"Irene, tell me all your complaints. You don't cry like this again. Here, there are still many people who really love you. Here we are always by your side, who takes care of you and strengths you. Remember Lord Irene. There is a wisdom behind this incident. Make this a lesson. Remember Zayn and the child in your stomach. You must be strong in the face of this destiny so that you can strength Zayn and your baby to run their lives because they have a long future. Stop crying Irene. I'm sure, Zayn is very sad to see you like this. Calm yourself Irene." said Andre gently who still rubbed the top of his head Irene.

Finally Irene stopped crying, but still there was a sound of stuffing from Irene's mouth. Andre let go of his embrace. Andre squatted his body to align himself with Irene. Andre looked wistfully at the look on the face of deep sorrow at Irene. Her eyes are puffy, blackened eye circumference and a flushed nose. Irene wiped her tears on her face using both of her hands.

"Andre, have you heard the latest news on the murder of my husband and Jessica?" ask Irene while making a mouthful.

" Uhmmm ... "

"Answer honestly."

"Yes, I have heard."

"Are you still sure what you said last night, that it was Jessica's trap for Peter so that Jessica volunteered herself to die and she killed Peter."

"Yes, I'm still sure and still sure about it. I told you that Jessica wants to snatch Peter from you in various ways. I'm sure at that time, Peter knew about it and they had a fight. Due to urgency, Jessica killed Peter and finally Jessica committed suicide."

"That's your estimate, but until now we don't know the next investigation and don't know the result of the police investigation."

"You have to trust your last husband that he did not turn away from you and loved you very much. I'm sure, Peter was framed during that incident. Do I need to investigate the incident?"

"No, let the police investigation. When is the autopsy finished? And when did the police hand over my late husband's body? Irene's questions.

" This afternoon."

" When was Peter's body buried?" ask Irene.

" Tomorrow, we are waiting for the arrival of Mommy Peter, Peter's brother, along with his family, your family, and your friends."

" When did the mosque people come here to help us with Peter's funeral?"

" This morning."

"O Allah strengthen this self in the face of this ordeal, I believe there is wisdom behind it all. Aamiin Ya Robbal'alamiin." Irene's prayer in her heart.