Behind the Heart Curtain

The Mystery of Anjar's Death

Arga throws a Map containing some investigative files about Thalia, Amy's biological mother. Anjar carefully read it, He chuckles, how could he just believe what Arga gave.

This may be false information, to

makes her feel guilty and releases Amy.

“To believe it or not, that's your business!” grunts Arga irritated.

“You can see there, your DNA test results are 99% matched, she is really your daughter. But that fact won't change anything,

the fact is you're the one who got Thalia stamped as a cheating woman and humiliated her family, so they kicked her out and didn't consider her a part of the Tirta family anymore. Because of you too he lost his life, because of your foolishness to believe so easily with the foul mouth of Thalia's half-brother, that it makes you a murderer! The murderer of your own wife, the wife who sincerely loves you and wants to accept you for who you are, she is even willing to lose

the rightful inheritance of the Tirta family's property is only for the sake of marrying you. However, foolishly you got rid of him and also your own best friend who is Thalia's cousin, you think they have a relationship? In reality

you should know clearly that is impossible! Wasn't he the one who helped you get together? you are so blinded by hatred that you can finish them both!”

Arga approached Anjar, he also grabbed the collar of Anjar's shirt with a rough.

“Im sorry I was in the wrong place, so they lost control. And they died right in front of me”

 “Not grieving or feeling guilty, you are using the circumstances to extort my family's money and make me a suspect. The most vile again, you also several times harmed your own biological daughter! A human like you can still be called a human? In your old days this was really sad!

Others hope to live quietly with their grandchildren, you are

life is like a trash!”

Arga threw Anjar's body until

he sat down, Anjar silent his gaze blankly staring at the scattered paper.

The look on Anjar's face gradually showed a change, her eyes glazed over. He read the data on the map, his hands shaking, medical records, cell phone conversations, photos and evidence

others are fully organized in it.

How could he be so stupid,

all this time he lived with hatred, even until now the hatred was still there. But with the evidence that his defense collapsed, he fell down, how could he live like a man

monsters. He has shed a lot of blood of people who love him, even babies he never touched did not escape his hatred. He repeatedly tries to get rid of Amy

think of it as the son of a pesky bringer of infidelity!

“It's not too late if you want to make amends, I know you're a smart guy. I need information about Dimas and how my mom can deal with him!”

Anjar was still silent, her gaze seemed blank. It seemed like the information that Arga gave off made him take a huge hit, several times Arga let out a heavy sigh. He looked impatient but he had to hold it.

“Yes already, think carefully of my words. I will be back again!”

finally Arga left the stuffy room, his patience was up against Anjar who just fell silent like a fool.

A pair of eyes watched the basement door, he hid with

beware because the Arga guards are guarding him very closely.

The basement door opened, Arga came out with an indecipherable cold look on her face, and what was happening inside left the spy wondering.

“You take good care of him, if there is anything immediately report!” arga exclaimed firmly, with a compact they answered quickly.

Arga immediately went to his room, he needed a bath and changed his clothes before returning to the Hospital, lately he really

Finished bathing Arga immediately dressed, the noise below made Arga piqued.

Dor..Dor…

The door of the room in the building with a fast, Arga snorted annoyed and yelled out to the one who banged on the door to enter immediately, looking one of the guards enter with his face panicked. Arga frowned, seeing the look of his bodyguard there must be something going on.

“Boss... the, anu Boss..Anjar.... Anjar commit suicide!”.

Arga's eyes widened, he quickly ran towards the basement. On seeing him Anjar was lying covered in blood, his neck

stabbed a forklift in.

“Call Ambulance! Quickly call Ambulance!” yelled Arga in panic.

Everyone was silent, no one was struggling. Even if they call

The ambulance came in vain, because Anjar was dead.

“Fuck...are you deaf! Call the Ambulance now or you'll have the same fate!” yelled Arga furious.

“Boss... Anjar is dead” exclaimed one of his men.

Arga infuriated the raw bogem to make the guard

fall over. Arga sat down weakly, he massaged his forehead that felt dizzy. Quickly the guards wrapped Anjar's body and put it in a body bag. They were going to take him to the Funeral Home for the funeral.

“Wait..Take it to the Hospital only, tell the Autopsy Doctor carefully. It seems that this is not because of suicide, how can a person who kills himself with a cutlery until it penetrates his neck. It takes a lot of strength for that, unless someone stabs him until he falls down with the spoon pointing to the floor and the weight pressure

his body pressed the fork until it broke.”

Immediately they brought Anjar's body to the Hospital, Arga followed

in back. The sky was already bright, he had to return to the Hospital immediately before Amy woke up.

Arga's face looks tangled, all night he has not slept, his head feels dizzy because of stress. Arriving at the hospital, the bodyguards are still standing guard at Amy's doorstep, Arga enters slowly

tomi's sofa fell asleep soundingly, the sound of her snoring very loud really damage the hearing.

Arga looked surprised, at the sight of Amy was sitting with a frown, the look of her face looks tangled.

“Honey you're awake?” asked Arga, he approached Amy and kissed her forehead at a glance.

“Why? Early in the morning already pouting?” continued.

“Where are you going? Why is Tomi here? You hear that, how can I sleep with Tomi's snoring voice that is very disturbing!” murmur Amy was upset.

Arga was silent, I don't know what to say. Arga was really depressed, but he didn't want Amy to know what had happened.

At least for now Amy should not know first, after things improve she will definitely say it. Arga hopes in time Amy doesn't blame him, even though Arga knows the possibility of Amy

forgiving him was very small however Anjar died in his home

and suicide seems so illogical. Arga hopes the results of his Autopsy can be revealed as soon as possible, he believes Anjar's death is not a suicide case, someone must have killed him.

‘Could there be someone who wants to frame me?’ muttered Arga inside

hearts.