Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 30

...*****Pak Jordhan Jo******...

“Aahh, her lawyer.” The police replied casually. “Gini, Sir. Domestic fights are common, sometimes there is a misunderstanding that can not ...”

The police response was unprofessional. Dean frowned, instantly able to guess the groove they were about to face.

“So, you think this is a trivial problem?”

“Bu-not so. I just suggest to talk about it carefully.”

“Pak! This is obviously KDRT!” Dean's tone went up again. His hands clenched tightly. Zahra took a deep breath, returning to wearing the glasses she had taken off. Then, holding Dean's hand, he asked her to leave the police station.

“Quiet, Ra. I called my friend first, hand it all over to me.”

Zahra doesn't seem to care anymore. The world seems to be corrupting him. Pushing him to the end of the abyss and forcing him to jump, as if committing suicide of his own accord.

Cold pierced the tip of the fingers pressed since entering the room. Slowly crept, making some of his wrist muscles tighten.

“Mbak Zahra.”

A familiar voice made him look. Her eyes caught a familiar face, which a few days ago had sat a car with her.

“Mas ... Jordhan isn't?”

Zahra took off her glasses, remembering the two dimples the man had. He recalled the last impression when parting in front of the workshop.

“You know, Ra?” asked Dean curiously.

“Iya, I hit his car in Malang, accidentally.” Definitely brief.

“How are you?” He looked at Zahra's slightly swollen face, as well as the torn end of her lips. “It ... are you okay?”

“Oh ...” Zahra held her cheek, recalling the gift from her husband. “No, this was ... accidentally .. well a small quarrel was.” His eagle tried to cover up what was really happening.

Zahra tried to switch the conversation quickly, “You, why here?”

“Freakload work. Like I said before, remember?”

“I see, I remember that part.”

“Come, Ra. I called my friend in Polda. He can help us.” Invite Dean who feels a little sultry to see the two of them.

Zahra nodded and said goodbye to Jordhan. But the man blocked Zahra's departure quickly. His words made Zahra instantly turn around.

“You, do you know the problem?” ask Zahra.

Zahra and Dean were silent. Zahra really did not expect, the man named Jordhan apparently quite observant to understand such a case.

“Why? Are you serving inside?” ask again.

“They suggest to make peace.”

“Who said?” Jordhan's tone up made Zahra startled to step back. Seeing Zahra shocked and frightened, Dean took over, answering Jordhan's question.

“Then you can come with me. Don't be afraid, I know the insider, he's pretty strong. Just a visa referral letter, it's small.”

Dean and Zahra look at each other. Zahra thought, there is no harm in trying to join Jordhan. After all, they already knew each other, and he looked good. However, Dean seemed to shake.

“OK, we're coming.”

Zahra's decision was unanimous, Dean could not resist, and was forced to obey. Jordhan escorted them inside the two-story building. Climb upstairs confidently, then open the glass door and allow him to sit down.

“Drink first, I'm calling the guy.”

As soon as Jordhan left, Dean hurriedly asked. Zahra looked relaxed, responding to questions from Dean one by one.

“Dania in car alone. Mending told him to come here. He also knew Jordhan kok.”

“Kok can?”

“He who won me when take Jordhan's car to the workshop.”

“Aihhh .. It's up to you!”

Not long after, Jordhan returned with two men in uniform. A few minutes after they sat down, Dania followed inside. He looked surprised when he knew Jordhan was sitting among them.

“Sorry, he's my friend, who might be a witness as well. Can she sit?”

“Oh, mango sauce, Neng.”

Begiti all sat in their seats. The slightly distended middle-aged man, started asking some questions.

“So, how did you get that wound?”

Is it Bang Jo or Bang Dean?

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