Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 106

...***Dean meet Mr. Gun***...

No one ever knew about death. About the day they will go through, because sometimes, suffering is not just in the rain. Broken hearts are not always clouded. Just like that day, when they lost the figure of a humorous and kind man.

Zahra still locked herself in the shophouse. Occasionally look at the design that is still half-finished, Jordhan ordered. Guilt and sorrow, apparently still covered in Zahra's heart, although it had been a week after Jordhan's funeral.

Today, Dean came as usual. Bring some food, as well as snacks. Zahra still welcomed the arrival of the man, even with a bland, colorless smile.

"When do you think you're this?" dean asked when Zahra opened the door. The woman raised an eyebrow, as if she did not understand what Dean was saying.

"What the hell is that?" the chirps don't understand.

"There's no need to destroy yourself, Mee!" There was a hint of annoyance clearly on Dean's face. Although Zahra was aware of that, she was still indifferent.

Dean grew annoyed at Zahra's attitude, and immediately withdrew his hand, "You also have to live, happy! Or, all the sacrifices he had made all this time were in vain!"

Dean's words made Zahra swallow her saliva rough. Dean's words are true, he says. He still had to live happily, so that Jordhan's sacrifice was not in vain.

"My assignment, how?" Zahra brushed off Dean's hand.

"Udah in process. Today, your ex-husband was examined as a witness."

"Keep, Nindira?"

Dean took a deep breath, then let out an air that made his chest tight from his mouth. He was worried, thinking about the answer he would give. Given that, Nindira has not become a suspect even though the evidence is strong.

"He's also in the process. I still have business, you eat first!" he said that he immediately turned around and left.

For some reason, a strange thing suddenly flashed through Dean's head while answering Zahra's question. Like there is a grand scheme that might occur during the reporting process. Two things that might happen, because reported are public figures, or because of insiders.

"Syny woman has a back. You can find my boss if you need anything."

The sentences came out one by one through the thin seedlings. As if deliberately pronounced, so that he could remember every word written on Jordhan's last message.

It was still quite early in the morning, but the dense clouds had enveloped almost half of the Malang city. Seeing the clouds that had closed the sunlight, Dean rushed out of the car after arriving at the police station. Mr. Gun, is one of the people he wants to meet.

"I don't really want to get involved anymore" Gun explained after hearing Dean's question. "Cuman because of him, so don't forget to say thank you to him!" Continue Mr. Gun who then took the documents in his storage cabinet.

One unseen blue map was quite thick, placed on the table roughly. "Read that, that's the last weapon he left you. Use it well!" He looked at Dean.

Apparently, Mr. Gun is still grieving. But he did not want to be caught up in the loss. What else should be dumping that accident on Zahra. Apart from the word 'destiny' which is a suratan for his best men.

"Thank you, Mr. Gun. Thank you," Dean bowed many times.

"Remember, bring them here. If you can't, let go of that woman!"

The middle-aged man's words were like sharp little knives, but they were not meant to scratch wounds. But to tap the bamboo tip, so that it can kill the enemy in one attack.

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