YOUNG WIFE POLICE SIR
CONFIDENTIAL CALL
Over the night Aliya kept silent thinking about Altha's words about asking her to leave secretly and disappear forever.
If Aliya wanted to, without Altha asking herself to be able to leave easily, and there would be no way Altha could find her, but she could not leave there was still something she had to do.
A secret call was seen, Al frowned instantly answering. The call that Aliya had been waiting for had finally appeared.
Al took his jacket, immediately stepped away from the house. Al brought his own car directly speeding.
The car drove towards his old house that had claimed the lives of all people, the mansion that had once been turned into an uninhabited empty house.
The atmosphere was pitch-black, there was no illumination at all. Bats flying on the ceiling of the house.
A huge scream was heard, Aliya immediately ran in and turned on her cell phone flashlight looking at her already blood flowing legs.
Al's smile was seen shining on the other place which was also full of blood.
Aliya's eyes closed, seeing the quarrel between her parents who hurt each other. Al ran from upstairs to call Mama and Papa.
There were a lot of people in the room, but no one stopped her Papa from beating her Mom.
Al immediately cried in fear, only the sound of laughter seemed to make Al even stronger.
The sound of gunfire was heard, Al's eyes saw his mother's head pierced by a bullet and then fell.
Aliya's face instantly turned pale, shooting again rang out through the heart of her Papa who pointed a finger at her.
Aliya's voice shouting Mama Papa sounded very big making people who were surprised to look at her sharply.
Shots continued to be heard, Aliya closed her eyes not daring to look again until the sound of gunfire stopped.
Tears were no longer contained, slowly Al opened his eyes seeing everyone was lying in memory in the blood.
Al's shout grew bigger, saw the weapon in his hand and stepped back to see his brother was also lying down.
No more noise came out, Aliya continued to retreat and galloped out of the house through the dark night until she was finally thrown in the streets.
"Aliya is conscious." Altha shook Aliya's body which closed her eyes.
"Blood." Aliya looked full of blood at her feet.
The dark atmosphere had already turned bright, some policemen had already surrounded him. There were two bodies lying in the head and died on the spot.
Not only was the head shot, but the chest and stomach were also shot. I really can't believe he wasn't dreaming.
"It's just a dream, Aliya calmed down. They're just nightmares." Al covered his trembling face.
"It's real Aliya, why are you at the scene?" Altha asked Aliya to look at her, but Al could not.
"Mama, Papa." Al saw his adoptive father and his new wife die at the scene fifteen years ago.
"Dimas, take care of the case. Find all the evidence we'll see in the hospital." Altha immediately held onto Aliya who could not move at all.
"Nobody said if Aliya was here, assume she didn't exist. You understand?" Altha stared intently at her subordinates who agreed to what Altha asked.
Altha took Aliya to the hospital, Al's face looked very shocked at the amount of blood. The rain down made Altha hit the steering wheel of her car.
"Don't I do it? Mama Papa." Al opened the window glass touching the rainwater.
Altha's hand pulled Al, covering the car glass back asking him to rest.
Arriving at the hospital, Altha asked for help from a doctor to check on Aliya's condition. She is afraid that she is also attacked, however, that place has become the biggest wound in Aliya's life.
"The one." Al opened his eyes smiling at the presence of Altha.
"How are you doing?"
Aliya smiled at the worried face, the hope of Aliya who had been delayed for many years.
"You don't want to ask what I'm doing?"
"Of course I'd like to ask, but once you feel better. Your safety is much more important." Altha called the doctor to check on Aliya again.
Dimas knocked on the door showing reports that if there was no evidence left, Aliya was the only evidence, witnesses were also suspects on the list.
"See why the two of them were in that house? and they should have fled abroad?" Al stared intently also curious what happened in the empty house for fifteen years.
"There's no Al, I've had the team check the footage since they left Aliya, but there's no evidence.
No vehicles have been in there for months, not even humans have come.
"Any thing, not even a bird passes by. What the hell is going on? they were kidnapped, but their bodies were in a normal state." Dimas ruffled his hair, not understanding what they were investigating.
Aliya laughed, walking while holding the infusion. Dimas won't find any footage. A house away from public life there can be no CCTV footage, it is all just a lure that speeds up the case being closed.
CCTV was only alive when Aliya's car entered, Al's arrival was already welcomed there. Not even Aliya knows who did it.
His adoptive father used to be a driver at his house, but he quit after a month of work.
Because he saved Aliya during the accident and took care of all the funerals in the house so that it became Aliya's life guarantor.
Aliya's family was so rich that it darkened his eyes and enjoyed the money belonging to the Al family, had many times his wife commemorated, but was not ignored.
Al is not sure about the involvement of illegal drugs, because it does not care anymore since his adoptive mother died.
"Why are you suddenly there Aliya?"
"Someone called me, someone I've been looking for all this time. He's the killer, not Al." Aliya had no idea for five years that someone had contacted Aliya and found out about her.
"Besides you who survived?" dimas's gaze was sharp, a case without evidence would soon be closed to suicide.
Aliya shook her head, everyone was lying covered in blood. Al did not say if there were any weapons he still kept, the only evidence of his family's death.
A weapon that only has Aliya's fingerprints, a weapon that will prove he was the perpetrator of the massacre.
"Who is he?" Al closed his eyes, looking straight at the floor.
While Aliya's flashlight lives in the shadow of someone on the floor, Al tries to remember the face of the man who killed two people without leaving evidence, as well as the reason why he killed.
"Don't think sooner or later he'll come back, you're his main target." Alt asks Aliya to go back to bed to rest.
"I have to go home, there's an appointment with Tika." Al looked at her husband who nodded his head.
"Do I have to protect you?"
"No, Al will protect yourself just like you used to when you didn't care." Al smiled sweetly.
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