YOUNG WIFE POLICE SIR
THE SAME FATE
A commotion rang out at the police station, Al just sat quietly looking at his cell phone containing a video of Aliya's number.
Al tried to remember the events of the night, but Al's attempt to remember did not get any results.
"Al, this is all the evidence that ensnared them."
"Thank you, you can come back."
"Al, the woman who slept with you, is here." Yandi sighed.
Altha immediately stepped up to look for the whereabouts of Aliya who met Avi, the two just looked at each other without a word coming out.
Seen once the completion of Avi's face, eager to say something to Aliya.
"Al, there are many things you never thought of in this world. What do you see is not entirely the truth of Aliya? stay by Dimas' side, he's the only person you have to trust." Avi's hands were handcuffed, taken to a temporary prison to await trial.
"I thought I had a place to lean on, but the truth is everything is just a shadow. In staying gone for good broke one wing, lost affection broke one more wing. Now seeing the betrayal, you broke your legs. This is really our last meeting, don't show up unless I'm dead." Aliya immediately steps away, throwing away the necklace Avi gave her when Al had a birthday.
Altha sighed, from the first time she met Aliya there were no tears when many things happened in her life.
"What about Pras' case?"
"He's Avi's right hand, they're loading goods from the sea lane and spreading them to several cities. Their business had been running for over three years, and had many dealers. In fact they managed to open a company in the field of food, even though there is a place to pack haram." Yandi walked in Altha's footsteps.
"Yan, you solve this problem. Some days I did not come, because I had to solve the problem with Citra. The report continues the development of this case, one more thing is to keep an eye on the movement of Dimas and his subordinates." Al's hand patted Yandi's shoulder who nodded his head.
Al's car drove at a moderate speed, passing Aliya on foot while lowering her head.
Altha let Al, she didn't want to take care of their one-night relationship issues that she couldn't remember. Home affairs are much more important.
Their divorce trial was just a matter of days, Al stopped his car in front of Citra's teaching campus.
A very painful sight, seeing Citra go home with another man while smiling happily.
"This marriage seems like there is no hope left to defend, what is the fate of the children?" Al sneered at his temple, patting his chest never imagined there would be a breakup seeing how much love Al felt for Citra.
Feeling ill, Altha decided to go home to see her daughter Tika sitting alone in front of the house.
"Atika, what are you doing baby?" Al immediately hugged his little daughter who was crying as she pleased.
Altha's heart was getting crushed to hold Tika in, the house looks very quiet without the sound of laughter of her children.
"When did you eat, baby?"
"Papa, aunt wants to stop working, then who's Tika staying with? Mama's gone, Papa's working on it." Tika's cry was heartrending to Altha, heartbroken to see her daughter who lost her mother figure.
"I'm sorry Papa, baby, we'll find a new aunt to look after you." Al kissed his daughter's forehead.
The sound of an open door rang out, Arjuna just came home from school. Ignoring her Papa directly walked towards the room.
"Juna, you change clothes and we have lunch together."
"No need, I can tomb myself."
"Juna has something that Papa wants to talk about." Al went straight to his room to change clothes.
In the dining room, Al prepared a meal for his two children. Starting tomorrow the aunt who is keeping the children stops working, Al has to find a new person especially to keep an eye on Tika.
"Why ask? this is the first time Papa wants to know." Juna's tone was very cynical, making Al even sadder.
"Juna, you've grown up trying to understand this condition. Mama is no longer with us, there is only Papa, you and Tika. Only you can expect to keep Tika, maybe Papa's mistake is hard you forgive until you make Mama go." Al put down the food spoon, covered his face.
"Papa just realized now that our family is a mess? Pa, don't expect Mama back because it's too late, Juna doesn't blame Papa, but Juna is just disappointed with Papa and Mama." The sound of a slammed spoon rang out, Juna immediately stepped away leaving the dining room.
Al's smile is seen, trying to calm Tika directly accompany her daughter to rest.
It felt like Altha's head wanted to break, her feelings also missed her daughter Amora, her little baby who had no news.
"How are you Mora?" Al sighed, hugging Tika who had fallen asleep because she was tired of crying.
The sound of a bell rang out, Al slowly released his embrace stepping down the stairs to look at the guests.
"Sir, there's a woman looking for mister."
"Thank you aunt, later in the afternoon I'll hand over the severance pay. Thank you for all the hard work." Al smiled straight ahead of the house.
Outside the house Aliya was already standing face to face with Citra holding the baby, the sharp eyes of Citra asked Aliya to leave.
"Why go home again? he said he wanted a divorce." Al laughed feeling funny, but the gemes also saw the baby Citra who had laughed seeing Al.
"The cheap lady, besides you framing Al now comes to her house as well to be satisfied."
"I've come to be a wife." Aliya's smile was visible, mocking the image whose emotions were provoked.
"Partner, why don't you come in?" Al smiled, immediately welcoming his daughter Mora.
Altha smiled looking at her daughter, kissing Mora's very stingy cheeks. Al's longing is very big to his youngest daughter who is still small.
"What are you doing here Aliya?"
"Meet you, do you think there's another reason I came. Do you want to wait until I give you a line two pack test?" Al's laughter sounded tempting to Altha.
"Don't just talk, you better go." Altha asked Al to leave, until there was a fight between the two Als.
"Can you two be quiet? Al I came to return Mora, two more days we trial, finish the divorce I will marry my lover. He can't accept Mora, so all the kids are coming with you, instead you don't have to give me a dime." The image turned her back, there was a sense of sadness leaving her little daughter, but Citra had no choice.
"Partner!" Al shouted loudly, the first clash during their marriage was finally heard.
Mora immediately cries, Aliya quickly takes Mora from Al seeing the anger of the father of three children.
"I don't expect us to refer to it, but at least don't waste the children's lives. Mora still needs you, he needs ASI." Al clutching Citra's arm firmly, Citra's strength against immediately stepped away after slapping Ar's face.
Aliya stepped back, straight into the house. His heart was racing considering the same fate as his.
His mother could not have killed herself if her father had not chosen to go and marry another woman.
"The world, why do you always play with our fate?" Al felt his chest tight.
The loud sound of a punch on the door rang out, Altha cried out strongly at the fate of her little daughter.
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