YOUNG WIFE POLICE SIR
WHO ARE YOU
As Altha approaches Aliya, who is talking to Helen, Al asks Elen to look after the children because he wants to leave.
"How old are you?" Alt stared coldly.
"Seventeen years old sir, my name is Helen. We haven't gotten acquainted." Elen's smile was visible, greeting Altha who was not the slightest smile.
Altha's voice was heard warning Helen, more like a threat because Alt did not believe that her daughter was safe in the hands of a troubled woman.
Little Amora, and Atika is wounded Alt will take legal course. Altha will be firm when it comes to her child.
Aliya's smile is visible, patting Helen on the shoulder asking her to keep an eye on Mora and Tika. Loving and caring for both of them is like Elen looking after her younger sibling.
"Sir Al goes Len, pick up the kids." Al immediately stepped away chasing after Altha who had already left first.
"Be careful, Elen, make sure the kids are safe."
Altha's car drove at high speed, Aliya looked at her husband who was too hard to threaten Elen.
Altha had been too disappointed so that breaking up already his trust, destroyed already the foundation of hope to think well, everything was not as expected.
Aliya decided to shut up, looking at the results of the report she found. The victim was hit-and-run by a husband and his five-year-old daughter.
"Normal death like a regular accident, no signs of maltreatment."
"The autopsy results also say this was a normal accident, nothing suspicious was found." Al bit his lower lip.
Altha looked at Aliya who was thinking, there was no evidence and also a witness then prejudice was useless.
"I heard there was one person who couldn't believe it was an accident." Altha told me what she heard, there was an old mother who forced the police to re-investigate.
"I know, she's the grandmother of the little boy."
"As far as you know in a matter of minutes, we have to act for hours to come to the location."
"Dear, I don't have to go down straight away. A cyber-criminal it's easy to find your secret apparatus." Aliya's smile was visible, looking at her husband's upset face.
"What are you doing illegally? ruined the officers' good names."
"Recause, their defense systems aren't strong."
The car arrived at the dugem place, Al opened his jacket using only sexy clothes to make Altha's eyes glare.
"What clothes are you wearing?" Alt forbids Aliya from going out if only wearing clothes that show her cleavage, the center of her pants even above the thighs.
The debate between the two was heard from inside the car, Aliya had no choice but to give up. Altha was too hard to keep fighting.
Al goes out with Altha, wears a jacket otherwise Alt forbids exiting the car.
The sound of music began to pound the eardrum, the people who were having fun gathered, releasing a sense of fatigue, heartache and even disappointed with the situation.
Most people who are in the dugem place have the same problem, hoping that liver problems can be solved just by wasting money, drinking, playing women, even damaging themselves with illegal drugs.
"Same Graceful Brother Dimas." Aliya pointed towards the two people who were sitting while drinking.
Altha and Aliya stepped closer, seeing the arrival of the two Als making Dimas surprised.
"What are you doing Dim?"
"Just have fun."
Altha crazily lost Aliya, as fast as lightning Al was no longer by her side. Alt immediately stepped in search of the whereabouts of Aliya who was already running after someone.
"Where's Aliya?" Altha looked at the place of the person who was dancing.
The bathroom door opened, Aliya sat in the sink waiting for someone to come out.
"How are you doing Hariz Yona?" Al smiled, he was already kind enough to free the international city that breathed the air of freedom.
Even his young wife could live with luxury, even though assets and some property were confiscated.
Hariz's destruction was premeditated, so Yona still had everything without fear of falling into poverty.
"I don't care about Hariz. Do as you please, besides we don't know each other." A cynical smile seemed to belittle Aliya.
Aliya's laughter sounded, the accident that just happened was all fake. They had died thirty minutes before the accident.
Without Al having to look at his body, he knew if there was a blood clot in the head due to a blow.
"You don't have any proof that there was a blow?"
"I have proof." Al showed an injection, pinning it to Yona who immediately cried hysterically.
"What are you doing?"
"Revenge, I just did what you did? that little boy is innocent, you adult bastards." Al spit on Yona's face.
Al wanted to step away, but stopped his steps immediately crouching down looking at the woman holding his chest, having experienced shortness of breath.
A powerful blow that results in death, money can change everything and even make others suspects.
Dishonest officers, doctors who betray with oaths and promises to give false statements.
Aliya is not in charge of arresting the perpetrator, she just wants to harass anyone who hurts others.
"I've never killed, but many people are handicapped for playing around with an Al." Cynical smile Al is seen.
Giving Yona time to uncover all the truth, otherwise Aliya will come back in a more terrifying way.
"I'm not the culprit, why are you asking me to be responsible?"
"Then who?"
Yona recounts if that did, the man she spent the night with. He who has power has manipulated everything.
"Aaaaa, it turns out you're innocent. Sorry, then what about the accident case Mr. Roby your stepson, and the relationship with Citra. Call this number when you're ready to reveal the truth, remember your time is short." Aliya laughed straight away, leaving behind Yona who shouted with scorn.
Altha had already stood up and heard everything, even had a recording of evidence of the actual accident of the persecution.
"You don't want to find out about this case, but you just want the truth about Mora." Alt frowned.
"I told you, whatever happens has something to do with it. The truth will slowly be revealed." Al smiled patting Altha on the shoulder to immediately resolve the abuse case.
Aliya immediately joined to dance, she was very much a puzzle. Yona and Hariz were already in his grasp, just waiting for the time to take advantage of him.
Altha has just settled a molestation case, while Yona witnesses an eye for reopening.
"Alt, Aliya's drunk." Dimas pointed towards Aliya who was still dancing.
"You send the team in charge of arresting the perpetrator, I'll bring Aliya home." Altha smiled looking at Anggun who went with Dimas.
Altha's gaze was sharp, pulling Aliya's hand home. Al refuses to drink.
"What are you doing?"
"What is Aliya the bad guy? I just avenge the people who are hurt, they don't deserve to die. Aliya is not a murderer, but I .. no no, it's a secret." Al hugged Altha who was very curious who the figure of Aliya.
Al's lips kissed Altha's lips still silent, in the middle of the crowd of people who were dancing with very loud music, there was a couple who were busy kissing.
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