Akad Undereviled

Chapter.5 Invitation

"You're patient, yeah." Imran tried to calm his nephew.

"Sorry ...." Alisha. Shame to look at the face of his father's brother. It feels right what Budhenya said, he does not know the lucky. It has been raised, cared for, and educated but it smears the face of Pakdhe and Budhenya.

"Hey, why apologize. It's not just your fault, you've tried your best to keep that man from ruining you, it's proof that you're a good woman." Imran knows exactly how bad the nephew is. He did not want to increase the mental burden of the girl by cornering her. Now it is the support from the family that Alisha needs to grow her confidence again.

"But, Alisha is a disgrace to Pakdhe." Tears flow when Alisha recognizes herself as a family disgrace.

"Who says you're a disgrace? You are too valuable for that lowly designation, no abuse victim would intentionally want to be harassed. There is not a single woman in the world who would wish for this to happen to her. You are not a disgrace, Alisha .. You are a warrior. And Pakde will continue to accompany you until you get justice."

Alisha's tears grew more and more unstoppable hearing the support that Imran conveyed. The old man had completely replaced the father figure for him. Protect and protect it.

"What if there's no justice, Pakdhe?" Alisha pessimist. Given who Arsyanendra Bagaspati compared to him.

"No, Alisha, don't despair. Justice is always there."

"Alisha hesitates, Pakdhe."

"Don't hesitate to tell the truth, my son." Imran rubbed Alisha's head. "You should be proud of yourself for telling this truth. At least don't let there be another victim besides you."

Imran grabs her niece's hand, grasping it tightly to convince her that she supports what Alisha is doing right now. Seeking justice.

"Sir, there are guests" cried Laras who just went straight into Alisha's room.

Alisha and Imran turned.

"Who?" ask Imran.

Barrel just shook his head. "He's looking for my nephew."

Alisha and Imran are looking at each other.

"Journalist?" ask Imran again.

"No, Ibuk doesn't know either. Anyway she's Alisha's mistress."

"Who, Pakdhe?" lirih Alisha's.

Imran can only shake. "Pakdhe doesn't know either, let's meet."

"But, Pakdhe ...."

"It's okay, there's Pakdhe."

Alisha according to what Imran said. He went out with Pakdhe and Budhenya to meet a foreign figure who was waiting in the living room.

Continuously lowering her face, Alisha sat down next to Imran who had greeted the man in black. Only then did he worry about the justice he was seeking, now it seems that all was answered.

The man who introduced himself named Anton is an aide from Surya Bagaspati, the father of Arsyanendra Bagaspati.

"So, your goal is to come here to bring my nephew to meet with your boss, is that it?" imran asked after the adjutant expressed the intention of his arrival.

"That's it, sir. My superior invited Miss Alisha to come to his residence."

"Sorry before, but we don't want to meet him or his son" Imran said.

"Pak ...," Baras interjected. However, Imran's hand gesture forbade his wife from speaking to him.

The adjutant looked at Alisha who kept her head down. "Sorry, sir, can Miss Alisha herself answer. Because, my leader only wants to meet for a moment with Miss Alisha. I assure you, I will deliver Miss Alisha back to this house safely. How, Miss Alisha?"

Hearing her name called, Alisha ventured to look up. "My-me ...." Alisha turned to Imran, as if seeking help.

"Just for a second, Miss. My boss just wants to get to know you personally." The adjutant tried to convince.

Alisha could not make her own decisions. Because he had his own fear of the power possessed by Arsya's father.

"I'm sorry again, sir. Please just go back and say what I told your boss, if we don't want to see him other than in court or the police station." Imran answers Anton's question, as if representing Alisha.

Not wanting to make a fuss out of fear that the matter would escalate, Anton returned empty-handed.

"Pakdhe, what if what Alisha was afraid of happened. Arsya's father is not a random person for us" Alisha said as the aide was gone.

"Well, you know who Mr. Surya is. Why did you refuse to meet. Just be careful if something happens to this family just because you did it!" threaten Laras.

"Your!"

"Why, Mother just does not want our family to be the victim of the nephew of this father who does not know himself. It's a good thing we want to take care of and raise him, cook yes he wants to repay him by making our lives difficult in our old age."

Every word Laras often makes Alisha can not stand, therefore Alisha prefers to just go to the room rather than having to hear every babble that cornered her.

"Alisha ...," called Imran when her niece went to the room.

"Well, that's it, if there's an old man talking, it'll just go play. You don't have an adab!"

"Sir, I've, Ibuk himself who makes Alisha can't bear to linger with Ibuk."

Laras throbs up upset, her husband always defends the niece instead of her.

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The next morning, Alisha prepares to go to the boutique owned by Ratih's mother. Since the case was raised not once he met his superiors.

Alisha only applied for leave via a short message. Now in addition to meeting and asking for official permission, Alisha also wants to ask for the willingness of Mbak Ratih to be a witness to the case he faced.

"Pakdhe interracial, huh?"

"No need, Pakdhe. Alisha can do it alone."

"You go out the back door, so that the reporters don't get caught."

With the help of Imran Alisha, he went to the store owned by Ratih. There he meets a woman who Alisha believes has certain intentions that night.

For fear of getting entangled in more articles, Ratih finally agrees to be on Alisha's side. The woman promised to give her honest testimony in the judicial process later. Hearing this, Alisha felt relieved, at least there were more people standing up to support her.

No linger, Alisha comes home soon. He ordered an ojek on line which he was waiting for in the boutique courtyard.

"Miss, Alisha," said a man who just got off the vehicle.

"Yes ..," replied Alisha nervously.

"Please come with me." The man pointed at the open car door.

Alisha was surprised to see the figure in the car. Looking towards him.