Akad Undereviled

Chapter.37 Hunting People

Since realizing the existence of Love, as well as the portraits sent by the woman, the dinner between Arsya and Alisha became more rigid. No talk at all.

They even filled the journey home with silence. When they got to the apartment, they were busy. Alisha immediately cleansed herself and intends to take a break.

While Arsya he chose to be in the living room and contact someone. Many times, he tried but there was no answer to the call he made.

"Suckers! lift dong!" arsya's curse was on the person he was calling.

As soon as he saw Alisha coming out of the room, Arsya hurriedly closed her call.

"What's wrong?" asked Arsya who saw his wife glued to him.

"Ehm .. is okay, just take a drink," replied Alisha awkwardly. He also passed into the kitchen.

During her time as the man's wife, Alisha never once meddled in Arsya's affairs. Not to know or just to want to know. He forgot about Arsya's attitude that seemed upset earlier, and returned to his original goal. Take drinking water from the refrigerator and sip it.

Before returning to the room, Alisha opened the cell phone she had been ignoring all day. Apparently there was a message from Budhe Laras if Imran was in the hospital this afternoon due to an accident.

"Innalillahi wa innaillaihi rojiun," cried Alisha read a short message from Laras. He rushed to the room to change his clothes.

Arsya who had just come out of the bathroom looked confused looking at his wife who had changed clothes and was pecking herself in front of the mirror was wearing a hijab.

"Where are you going?" ask Arsya.

"Mas, I'm going to the hospital. Pakdhe was in an accident," Alisha replied in a hurry. "Please let me go, ma'am." Alisha immediately knitted Arsya's hand to say goodbye as soon as she finished using the hijab.

"Wait!"

Alisha who just came out of the room turned her head.

"I'm taking it." Arsya immediately grabbed her hoodie and followed Alisha's frantic steps.

Throughout the journey Alisha just silently pray in the heart may his pakdhenya always in the protection of the Powerful.

Once there, Alisha no longer paid attention to Arsya. He ran to the receptionist himself to ask where Imran was in the room. The woman could not wait to see the condition of the man who had raised her. His steps never slowed down, Alisha actually accelerated him to be able to reach the Imran treatment room.

"Assalamualaikum" Alisha said as she opened the door to Imran's treatment room.

"Waalaikumsalam," answered Laras turning towards the door.

"Buddy." Alisha kissed the hand of his uncle's wife. "What's the condition, Pakdhe?"

"Just been able to sleep, the whole day was in constant pain," replied Laras.

"Which part of it is hurt?"

"The worst of his legs. The doctor said tomorrow he should have surgery. But we don't have a fee yet, so Budhe called you." Laras seemed embarrassed and sad to say this reality to her husband's nephew. Because all this time only the dislike that Laras showed.

"How much does it cost to operate, Budhe?"

"The nurse said it was about thirty-five million, it was just for the operation. Alisha, Budhe please, help your father." It didn't feel like until Laras' heart said it. He used to hate Alisha. Now she has to ask Alisha for help for her husband's surgery costs, because indeed she and her husband do not have that much savings.

"That much?" Alisha surprise.

"Yes, can you ask for your husband or your in-laws?" Laras knows, his nephew must not have money like that, which is why he immediately directed him to ask his husband or in-laws.

Alisha was doubtful. How would he say this to Arsya or her father-in-law. Alisha's own savings haven't accumulated that much.

"Budhe take it easy, tomorrow Pakdhe can be operated on. About the cost, don't worry. I'll take care of everything." Arsya's voice makes Alisha also Laras turn to the man.

The barrel stood up immediately. "Thank you, son Arsya. Thank you very much." Laras took Arsya's hand and held it tightly. "Now Budhe can calm down."

"It is better that Mas Arsya just go home, I still want to be here to accompany Pakdhe," Alisha said after completing the hospital payment for Imran financing.

"Why?"

"Here would definitely not be comfortable for Mas Arsya to sleep. Not to mention many who are concerned about Mas Arsya."

Arsya turned to some corner where there were people staring at her.

"Have gone home, so Mas Arsya can rest."

"You sure I'm staying?"

Alisha nodded confidently.

"But ...."

"Oh, it's okay. Just go home, let me be here."

"How about we go home together, we'll be here again tomorrow morning."

"I can't do it, I have to accompany Budhe Laras. Already, Mas Arsya went home there." Alisha slightly pushed her husband's body.

Thinking about what Alisha said, Arsya finally agrees to go home alone.

"Mas Arsya," call Alisha back before Arsya starts to move away. "Thank you for helping us."

Arsya answered with a smile.

After her husband's death, Alisha returned to Imran's nursery. It was just the two of them with Laras taking care of the middle-aged man.

In his car, Arsya tries to call back the person who didn't pick up the call. After the third experiment and still the same there is no answer Arsya decided to go to that person only.

He starts driving his car and drives it to an elite apartment. Can't wait to hunt down the person who has ignored his call. Once in the basement, Arsya can't wait to take the elevator to the fifteenth floor, where the apartment she's going to is located. Arsya noticed each number of the apartment so as not to be wrong, because this was the first time he came to this building.

Arsya began to press the doorbell number 1508 impatiently. After waiting for a while the door was opened by a man Arsya knew very well.

"Where, he?" ask Arsya impatiently. He didn't even want to make greetings.

"You mean, who?" The gleaming man asked back.

"No need to act like a bego, he's inside, right?" Arsya tried to squeeze in when he did not get a satisfactory answer.

"Eh ... uh .. uh .. wait a minute, you think this is your place!" the man tried to dissuade Arsya from barging in.

"Neither move, lo!" arsya Sentak.

It was unexpected if the gleaming man in front of him actually dared to fight back. "No want! this is not your house, do not try to make trouble here. I can call the police!" threaten the man with sharp eyes.

"How dare you fuck me!" snapped Arsya did not accept threatened by men so-this incident.

"How dare you, who do you think you are, huh!" The man was challenging Arsya.

They also got into a fight at the door. Until the voice of someone Arsya wanted to meet came from inside and made them silent to each other.

"Who, Mer?"

Without waiting for an answer from a man called Merry, the woman immediately saw who came. The smile on his lips immediately turned upside down when he knew that Arsya was his guest.