YOUNG WIFE POLICE SIR
THANK YOU
The atmosphere of dinner was warm, Altha saw the first time Juna could smile while eating, even arguing with Al who liked to tease her.
"Well, a good seat will fall." Alt smilingly held onto his daughter's rocking chair.
"Yes Papi." Tika's hand hit her sister Mora who ate her bribed.
Aliya laughed when she saw an angry Mora spitting her food, Tika forbade Mora to eat her food. The quarrel between the two brothers was different age, making Al feel like he had a family.
"When you do, pity your sister."
"Bribes too."
"When you sit near Papi, you'll be bribed." Altha pulled out her daughter's chair, also carrying food.
The sound of footsteps could be heard approaching the dining room, Aliya and Altha's heads turned simultaneously.
"Good night, dear children." Smiling image kissing her three children.
The image immediately sat down, staring at his speechless son. The atmosphere full of laughter instantly turned silent.
Citra took out her groceries for Juna, even buying her a new tablet. Some clothes for his son.
Tika also gets a gift, there is even her favorite doll for her beautiful Princess who is smart and independent.
Mora also gets new clothes, new toys that Citra bought to replace her old toys.
"This is for you Altha." The image gave the package while smiling sweetly.
Altha smiled instantly picked it up and put it down, thanking him casually.
Aliya stared seriously, Citra talking to the others not thinking it was around really pissed Aliya off.
"Where's the gift for Mommy?" Tika looked towards her mother who was just speechless.
"Gift is for family, not strangers." Image's sinister gaze looked at Aliya who was just sitting still.
Atika frowned, Mami if buying something all get a part. Even the household assistant, the baby sister gets the same reward, not comparing between family and others.
"When tangent, Mami is the same way Mama thinks differently."
"Why tangent? take the good throw the bad, if Tika is happy by sharing with others do, but if Tika's heart is untouched then don't do it. Distinguish which one can make Tika happy." Al rubbed Tika's head, immediately saying goodbye to the room.
Aliya gave Citra the time to be with the children, releasing each other longing to also be able to feel the presence of their biological mother.
Citra's smile was visible, staring at Aliya who knew herself if Al could not be compared to her.
"Juna, Tika y'all talk to Mama, Papa there's still work." Alt immediately said goodbye to Citra to give her time with the children.
"Alt, I also want to chat with you."
"There has to be Aliya." Altha's smile was visible, patting Juna on the shoulder to stay with Mama.
In the room Aliya has started to investigate the girl who was the victim of an accident, check some things visited and people encountered.
"Why did he go here? it's not a club." Al zoomed in on the recording screen, looking at someone familiar.
No Aliya realized that Altha was already standing behind her, staring intently at the recording that Aliya saw.
"Whose car is that?"
"Astaghfirullah, just be surprised." Al hit Alt's hand which frowned.
"More zoom out ... again .. stop." Altha approached the computer, tapping her finger on the table.
"Why are you here? should have accompanied your ex-wife." Al stared intently, turning off the computer making Altha stare back.
"Jealous?"
Aliya immediately laughed, there was no history of her being jealous especially with women like Citra, they were far different.
"Wear your jacket, we go there." Alt took his jacket, as well as a hat.
"Why should I go there?"
"Aliya, the truth cannot be proven simply because we believe, but there must be real evidence."
If there is a long business image, many questions are not important. Altha was tired of arguing, it also felt more painful.
"I just found out there's another door here."
"Begging Helen to look after the kids if Citra comes home, sober Citra wants to meet just say we're asleep." Alt pulled out his car and drove away.
Aliya smiled, feeling funny with the behavior of Altha who avoided her ex-wife. Al believes Citra's arrival is not merely to meet the children, but to approach Altha again.
Whatever the purpose of Citra Al does not care, as long as it does not disturb his life, then will Al let.
From a distance the car that Aliya and Altha suspected of going out with a woman, immediately followed the car to a luxurious house.
Altha thought of a way to enter, while Aliya instantly turned off some CCTV so that no one would know of their whereabouts.
"This house is heavily guarded."
"The recording of one week ago is gone, there must be something covered." Aliya looked around.
"We can't get in, CCTV is everywhere. Care is also tight." Altha looked at Aliya who was drawing something.
Al had to go into the computer control room, some CCTV footage had been removed, Al could restore the lost program, but needed access to be able to connect with the main computer.
"Do another hack Al?"
"Yes, find a way to distract the guards. Give Aliya ten minutes, we'll see you in the car." Al came out before Altha finished speaking.
Altha disagreed, but immediately saw Aliya jump over the fence, looking at the unmoving CCTV.
"This girl's ice." Altha immediately ran to the gate, ringing the bell to distract.
Al went straight in, seeing one by one the people guarding the computer control room start to come out.
Aliya's smile is seen, instantly taking over the computer, updating the device and taking over the recording.
"Leaving little evidence for mementos seems good." Al smiled straight out.
A commotion rang out, Altha stepped back looking at Aliya who was waving her hand with a smile.
"Are you okay?" Alt looked at Al's scratched hands.
"We're getting out of here, and looking for a quiet place."
"This is the first time I've looked like a lunatic helping with a heist." Altha ruffled her hair.
"It's also the first time I've looked for evidence of the truth, usually I'll slowly forget it." Al's smile was visible, thanking him.
In a deserted park, Al picks up his laptop and looks at the deleted footage. Long enough Aliya searched for him until finally Altha did.
Altha's hand stopped, her eyes turned to the outside, putting Aliya's laptop showing violence and harassment.
"Evil, bad mother." Al closed his laptop, looking at the extremely silent darkness.
Altha contacted the police to search the house they had just visited, perpetrators of abuse and violence, as well as a drug party being held.
"Are you okay, Aliya?"
"Yes, I'm very good. Al's chest hurts to see a mother selling her own child, just for money and prestige. It's so sad." Al touched his chest which felt tight.
Alt clasps Aliya in the hand, ensuring that the crime will be revealed. The victim will get justice.
"Thank you Altha."
"I wanted to say thank you, I misjudged you."
Aliya smiled, Altha does not know who she is. Maybe if one day you know you will be disappointed.
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