YOUNG WIFE POLICE SIR
MENACE
The atmosphere was silent, the night started Aliya was still waiting for the image in the park which was bright by street lights.
A luxury car stopped, Citra came out directly pushing Aliya who was sitting in front of the car.
"Why can you be with Tika?" Tone of speech High image.
"What do you really do?" Al also stared no less sharply.
The image firmly gripped Aliya's shoulder, snapping at her who was bravely carrying her daughter. If until Tika is in danger Aliya must be responsible for replacing it with his life.
"I'm willing to split up and get out of the house to protect my children, but how dare you take them." Citra's anger can not be contained anymore, between angry and sad can not admit his son.
"Why don't you trust Altha? you can take care of each other, if everything is at risk." Al put away the hand of the image that touched him.
The image laughed funny, there was nothing Altha could do. No matter how hard Altha struggled to find evidence, even if evidence was found it would never be easy for her to stop the crime.
Cities, dealers, wearers that have been spread in several cities, materials freely in and out of the country.
"Altha can catch, but can't stop."
"It doesn't mean you should take part, the happiness of your children is much more important. The memory of your involvement has been determined." Al asked Citra to withdraw its decision.
"There's no point in memory, a little kid like you wouldn't know anything about adult thinking. Aliya, sometimes we have to lose something to get bigger." The image immediately opened the car door to see his daughter Atika.
Aliya smiled cynically, maybe she looked younger but Citra never knew the heavy burden that forced her to mature.
If someone else needs an explanation, but Aliya doesn't she's already seen too much evil.
Every day everything in front of Al's eyes is a crime, even this second Al saw a mother who chose to be evil.
Citra kisses her daughter Atika's forehead, apologizes for not being able to stay together and has time to joke around like before.
Finished touching her daughter, Citra immediately stepped away and threatened Aliya to stop meddling.
"I'm married to Altha."
"Don't dream. Altha can't get married easily, let alone the official divorce papers haven't come out."
"You think an Altha is also easy to divorce? what causes her employer to receive a divorce warrant for no underlying reason? if you're smart, think about why?" Aliya laughed funnyly at the surprise of Citra.
Aliya approached Citra, whispering something if there was no hope for Citra to return to her happy household.
"So Altha has a young wife, if I get to report this she can be fired, this becomes an opportunity to stop Altha." The laughter of Citra was also heard mocking Aliya.
Al showed me something from the phone, the memory in Altha was not the real one. Aliya had traded it so that Altha did not know the purpose of Citra.
Inexperienced young woman according to Citra, is actually a woman who knows what is inside the head of Citra.
Hariz deliberately trapped Citra and used it to be able to put prohibited items into the factory of Altha's father's legacy company.
The original memory contained all the goods of agreement between Citra and Haris, although Citra was not found guilty, still he helped hide the storage warehouse of important items.
Even Hariz had easy factory in and out access, only one that Aliya did not understand why Citra wanted to have Roby who knew nothing about her father's business.
"Why do you want to marry Roby?"
"Damn you Aliya, then I'll give you one leak." The image whispered something to Aliya, immediately stepped away asking Al to keep it a secret from anyone.
Aliya's eyes glared, silent for a while as if not believing what Citra said.
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The apartment door was closed strong, Citra threw her bag while crying leaning behind the door lamenting her fate of missing her children.
The image looked at his phone, staring at the photos of the children with Altha. Smiles and tears were seen simultaneously dripping down Citra's cheeks.
"Why is it that easy for you to marry Altha? what is your purpose in marrying that child? have you been watching me for a long time?" The phone was thrown not knowing the direction, Citra staggered towards her room.
Still remembered clearly the threat of Roby's parents who will disrupt his career, also hurt the children if the secret is revealed.
Incoming calls, Citra immediately stood looking for the whereabouts of her phone. Seeing Altha's name on the screen, Citra did not want to answer it.
Many times the calls came in, Citra still ignored him. Until the message from Altha entered if he would close the factory that has changed function to a storage warehouse for illegal goods.
Quick Citra answered the call, asking Altha to stop. If the police searched the factory, it was certain that Altha's late father's business would be destroyed.
[Don't fool Altha, what's the future fate of the children if the company goes out of business? you think your salary can cover losses, even you have a young wife who can make your career ruined.] The image cried out strongly, asking Altha to undo her intention to divulge the existence of the warehouse.
[I don't care about the company, if it has to be destroyed. Tell me where Hariz is meeting, if in an hour you don't answer then the police will search the factory, maybe tomorrow morning the news will be great.] Altha turned off the call, had no choice. They had to find Hariz's whereabouts who was making the transaction.
The image shouted strongly, he was very confused by his next action.
The sound of the bell makes Citra more panicked, the door pounding stronger makes Citra anxious.
"This image is Roby, we need to talk."
"Roby's." The image instantly opened the door, staring at the man before him who seemed to harbor anger.
Roby steps in, asking Citra for an explanation of what really happened between Citra and her Daddy.
"Daddy committed a crime? why do you support him?" roby's tone was slow, not understanding the mind of an intelligent woman like Citra.
"I don't have Roby's choice, Daddy you're in control." Tears of Image dripped, turning his face away.
Roby stared at the cute baby photo, looking at her adorable face.
"Daddy lied, I want to hear directly from you?"
The image is still sitting still, he has no answer from Roby's curiosity.
"What did your Daddy say?"
The image of his face covering up listening to Roby's explanation if Ancient Hariz had blatantly told him the truth.
"Daddy's a drug dealer? you involved too?"
"No, I was never involved. We just did a deal for a safe depository, because the ex-husband of a police officer, so use the Altha family factory to avoid suspicion." Imagery tells the truth.
"That means Daddy didn't lie about this kid?"
"Yes, Daddy you threatened to reveal the father of my son."
"How come? it's impossible."
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