Apparently, Young Wife

Chapter 97

...***Jordhan Confession***...

The rain had already subsided by the time the three of them reached the police station. Dean is seen still faithfully accompanying the future wife, who is also his client went inside. The two men who had previously questioned Zahra in the hospital, immediately got up from their seats as soon as they saw Jordhan. They shook the man's hands with respect.

"Sir, this ...." One of them looked at Zahra and Dean who were behind Jordhan.

"Bu Zahra with his lawyer. Bring them upstairs, make some warm tea too!" Jordhan stepped towards the row of iron shelves in the corner of the room.

One of them moves Zahra, and Dean goes up to the second floor. Let them sit on the sofa. A few minutes later, Jordhan came with another man. There were several maps with his co-workers, while he himself carried only a cell phone and a small notebook.

"Where, Mom? Is it much better?" Ask the guy with the name tag Boby on the chest.

"Allhamdulillah, it's been much better."

"We started yes, Ms. Zahra" Jordhan chimed in.

Zahra turned her head, looking at Dean sitting right beside her. Hela napa can be heard the four of them. The fear of Zahra's face can no longer be covered. Dean wisely held Zahra's hand while nodding. His attitude seemed to say, if everything would be fine.

Seeing their closeness, Jordhan gave a sharp glance. His jealous and angry face could not be covered at that time either. However, the tall, burly man, tried as quickly as possible to hide it.

"Okay, we're starting."

One hour, two hours, three hours, time passed quickly enough for others, but not for Zahra. Various questions he answered well, without any defects, or arousing suspicion. However, the longer his chest tightened. Especially when he had to expose his household problems, which would obviously be heard Dean, a former lover who he once left behind.

"You still have the lab results?" ask investigator.

"Sorry, I don't remember. Two months ago I just moved house, that lap ...." Zahra seemed to think hard.

"Sorry, Sir. My client's condition has just recovered. For the next question, can we do it another time?" Dean interjected quickly, as he saw Zahra's sweat droplets dripping from his forehead.

The two investigators who accompanied Jordhan immediately turned their heads. As for Jordhan, he was still staring intently at Zahra. The downcast woman with short breaths and sweat sweat sweat coming out from the pores on her forehead.

Hela's rough breath in Jordhan's exhalation. He leaned his back on the sofa while folding his hands. Then, giving Zahra a decision that made her sigh in relief.

The investigation was temporarily suspended. Zahra was allowed to return with her lawyer. However, before the woman exited the police station, Jordhan stopped them for a moment.

"Ra, can I have a little chat, right?"

Zahra's face was visibly drawn, she looked at Dean before making her decision. It took some time for him to agree, after much consideration and his gratitude to Jordhan.

"Dean, can you wait for me in the car?"

Zahra's words certainly made Dean gasp in shock. Dean refused to wait for him in the car. Instead of complying, he preferred to wait for her in front of a car parked across the street. Zahra also could not force the man she had received the proposal.

"What are you talking about?" zahra asked as soon as Dean walked away from them.

"Sory, I can't call Abram. But some teams are already trying to find his whereabouts."

Zahra nodded at Jordhan's explanation. "Nindira was telling me that she's a lame man now. But I don't know where exactly."

"Yes, I'm getting out of the recording. You don't have to worry, this matter, I'm the leader!"

Zahra nodded again, as if to believe, Jordhan was able to finish well.

"Ra, can I ask you something personal?" asked Jordhan suddenly. "I .. Can you go after you?"

Hearing that, Zahra swallowed her saliva, stretching to her two lips while letting out a heavy breath.

"I know you've just divorced, so don't want to make it to be a girlfriend or even invite you to marry. So ... I'm asking permission to chase you, make deket with you, make sure you take care."

Zahra's throat felt dry upon hearing Jordhan's confession. He lowered his head while playing his not-so-long fingernail. Then, looking at Dean who was across the street, as if the answer was on the man's face.

Whoa, bang Dean, signal the danger!!!!!

Pull Zahra, get him to report!!!!

Vote do not forget, the gift too.

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