A Friend from Malaysia

The Signature!

"Saye's been at Nirwan's house, Mr. Y," Melisa said on her phone call.

That afternoon he took Sonia for a walk in the backyard of the Nirwan family. The main goal is certainly not to make his patient not feel bored, but rather so that he can call Mr. Y without being heard by anyone in the house.

"All under control?" ask the guy across there.

"The situation here is still watching. It's not all that curige if saye is your accomplice Mr. Y," Melisa replied.

"Good, you keep an eye on that old jackass. Find out where he hid Yolanda's spoils. It might not be easy. But he's the only one who knows where Yolanda's loot is. Salim himself had died a long time ago. So only the old man knew where they were keeping it at the time" said the caller across the street.

"If you may know where I'm good at finding out about the treasure first? And the treasure that's being sought knows this?" ask Melisa.

"Hmmm ..." I heard Mr. thinking. Y.

Melisa waited for the man's answer.

"Whatever it is you don't need to know more clearly. The important thing is that when you find something suspicious and awkward is happening, you can tell me right away" Mr. Y.

"Then from mane should I find out?" asked Melisa trying to repeat her question. "Ape from the granddaughter-in-law of the Nirwan family? Yolanda?"

Melisa's guess seems to match what Mr. Y.

"Hmm .. right. You have to watch the woman carefully. Don't miss anything suspicious that's on her. He was mated with the son of the Nirwan family when he was an early age, there must have been a cause. But in addition, you also have to observe all the people who are in the house, especially Zubedah and Ilham," said Mr. Y.

"Ilham?"

"Yes. He is the only grandson of Tengku Yahya Nirwan at this time, does not rule out the possibility that the key to get the treasure is actually on him, although I am more suspicious of his wife, Yolanda" replied Mr. Y.

"Of one's grandson? Doesn't Ilham still have a sister? That's why Inspiration wants me to marry Sonia?" melisa asked increasingly inquisitive.

I heard a chuckle on the other end of the phone.

"That's not to interfere too much. About Andini Nirwan, not many people know that. So you better not want to know too much. Too much know can shorten a life, you know?"

"I-I'm sorry if that's Mr. Y, saye won't be asking much more" said Melisa.

"Do your job well and let no one suspect you're my accomplice, you understand?"

"Mmm .. saye understood," said Melisa.

Melissa knows Mr. Y by name, since he was a child. He had never actually met the person who named himself the variable Y.

But his family owes a lot to Mr. Y this, including in terms of financing all the needs of their family life including the cost of Melisa's school with her brothers.

So in addition to wanting to return the favor, he also got a side job that was many times greater than working in a hospital as a nurse.

"You watch Sonia. Don't let him get healthy again. For a few days you give him plankton in small doses, so that the development of the disease is not too visible in the eyes of others" said Mr. Y, give his final word to the girl.

"Alright, if it's like ..."

Melisa hurriedly turned off her phone when she heard the sound of someone entering the back garden area. He doesn't care if Mr. Y will feel ignored by him or even consider himself disrespectful if hanging up the phone call. But he could not invite suspicion at all.

Hurriedly, Melisa invites Sonia to talk as if she did bring Sonia to enjoy the beautiful flower garden of Zubaidah.

Sonia stared intently at Melisa with a dislike face. He could hear this nurse's conversation with Mr. Y when they called, although Sonia could not hear when Mr. Y who alternately spoke.

"Leave saye with Sonia. It was Ade that I had to talk to him about" said Ilham who had suddenly been behind them.

"Ba-well. Sonia's mother, saye lived a moment first," said Melisa.

His forehead shriveled when he saw that there was a map in Ilham's hand. In his heart he wondered, did he also need to suspect that?

Melisa still wants to steal the talk between Ilham and sonia if the eldest granddaughter of the owner of a large supermarket in Malaysia is not glaring sharply at her. He had no choice but to leave there.

Ilham pushed Sonia's wheelchair towards the park bench so that she could also be more comfortable sitting while talking to Sonia. He should talk about it today with Sonia.

"Sonia, you know kenape, I came to see you this afternoon?" ask Inspiration to mince words.

Sonia shook her head slowly. Whatever the reason Ilham met him this afternoon, he was already quite happy that the man still wanted to see him. For a few days he was in the house of the Nirwan family, let alone visiting him, they passed each other in the corridor, as if Inspiration did not consider it to exist at all.

Inspiration sighed before revealing what was in his heart.

"Sonia, kite is divorced. You know that too. I have spoken talaq over you. You don't pretend you don't remember that, okay?" ilham said starting the conversation he wanted to convey.

Sonia's esophagus feels choked. Oh, it turns out that this was the purpose of Inspiration so he the man came to him.

"Kite has not been officially divorced in the Sharia Court. I want to divorce you, but your circumstances make me consider other things. People will consider me a husband who would divorce his own wife when you are like this. Therefore I came here, son, to ask you to sign my agreement to marry Yola at JAIS" said Ilham.

Sonia's eyes look teary. She did not want her man to marry another woman, even though she was the real wife of Inspiration. Inspiration wants to certify Yola's status.

"Jom, please Sonia, don't suck at crying like that. Kite wasn't really married. Yola is my real wife. I want to give him back that status. You know, she's pregnant with my son Mase n, her sister Ammar. I don't want him to experience a pregnant mase like I used to not be on his side, because it was you. So I'm asking you to sign it here!"

Ilham opened the map and pointed at the part where Sonia should sign.

Sonia's hands were trembling. Although difficult to move but his fingers are still able to hold the pen. But he won't, won't be combined. It's too painful.

"Come sign it! If you don't want to, let me appeal to the sharia court to divorce you no matter what! My wedding with Yola Hanye is waiting for a few days and I need approval so I can handle all the administrative matters in the Islamic Religious Department. I don't want to linger. Jom!Signature!"

Because Sonia still did not want to, and instead cried as much as Ilham so forced her. The man forced Sonia to hold the pen and forced the wife's hand on the paper so that she could demand Sonia to scratch the ink on the letter.

"Hiks ... .l .. ham ... "

Sonia cried as she pleased but this time forced her to be more violent.

"Signature! Didn't you hear me say to?Signature!!!"

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Hi, hi, hi good night reader JDM, do you think Sonia will sign? Curious? Like and comment first beib ....