
Amera opened the door after being knocked several times from the outside. He was shocked when he saw someone coming. His feet swung backwards as the man looked at him with a sharp gaze.
"Tu–Master Accents," said Gagu. His entire body trembled as he faced the man. He leaned his back against the wall to be able to stand straight.
Isn't it Sunday, does he want to collect his debt from me?
Amera's brain kept spinning considering the deadline he paid a fine in the man's company.
"You must know what I came here for?" The man called the Accent entered without being invited. Sit in the living room. His eyes went through every corner of the room. There are some expensive furniture. However, it is not taking the goods that the purpose, but there are other things.
Amera lowered her head. His hands were clinging to each other, his face deathly pale.
"Sorry, Sir. I don't know your purpose for coming here, because today is not due."
Accent called out to one of his men who was standing in front of the door. Then opened the map which a few seconds moved in his hand.
"Who said? There are changes you don't know."
Pouring that piece of paper in front of Amera.
At that instant Amera picked it up and read it carefully.
Sure enough, the writing on the paper was much different from the initial agreement. If previously Amera was given a week, but in the writing today is the limit determined by the company.
"This is called cheating." Amera couldn't take it, she put the paper back on the table. Then shake fast.
"Cheat how? It is clearly written here that the company has the right to change the content of the agreement, do you not see it?" Showing the writing at the bottom.
Without reading Amera also remembered the writing, but he still did not accept the new decision that seemed to clamp his situation.
"If you don't want to pay, then we'll report the case to the police."
"Ba..well, I'll pay for it soon, but just give me some time tonight. Tomorrow I'll come to the office."
Amera assured Aksen. At least in that short time he could seek help.
Accents took his map and stood up from his seat. "Okay, I'll wait in the office, if you don't come, then the police will come here to arrest you."
Mr. Aksen left Amera's apartment which made the woman a little relieved.
Shit, why is it like this?
Amera locked the door and ran to the room. Picked up his phone that was on the nightstand.
Calling Aidin, because the man was the only hope Amera could survive the iron bars.
Connected
Amera complains about her bedroom floor. One of his hands pressed a flat object in the ear, while the other one ruffled the waist. The more panicked when Aidin did not also pick up the phone from him.
Zahra who felt disturbed by the ringing of the phone woke up. Tied up his long hair and looked for Aidin who was not next to him.
After telling her what happened in the office, the man did come out of the room, and may not have returned until now.
"Do I lift it up, maybe it's important." Grabbing her husband's cell phone. Look at the number that is not stored in the flat object.
"Who is this?" small mutter.
Zahra sliding badge green color sign accept. He put the phone in his ear.
"Hello, Din. It's me." It's me."
A familiar voice greeted straightforwardly. Although he rarely met, Zahra never forgot the woman who had infiltrated his household. Destroyed his marriage almost to pieces.
"You're sending me 2M now, or tonight I'm going to spread the photos of our affair on the sosmed."
Deg deg deg
Zahra's heart rhymes more strongly. Fear of Amera threat. What if it really happened? Surely not only Aidin was embarrassed, but also the Adijaya family, including Darren.
Zahra is still silent. His brain wandered to find a way to deal with the problem.
What should I do, I don't want to be fooled again. But I'm __"
Zahra's confused. He had to do something to prevent Amera. But in what way?
There was no other way, Zahra disconnected and typed something and sent it to Amera.
Chequelek
Coinciding with that, Aidin entered and approached her.
"When did you wake up?" Aidin noticed a scar of fear on Zahra's face, then took her phone from her hand.
Without asking, Aidin grabbed his phone and checked. For it is impossible for Zahra to hold his possessions if there is nothing important.
His eyebrows frowned at the unfamiliar number perched at the top.
"All right, I'll fulfill your request. What does this mean, honey?" ask Aidin to clarify. He felt he did not write the message.
"So, Amera called you. He asked for two billion dollars, "if you don't give him, then he will spread the affair between you and him" Zahra replied intermittently.
She desperately kept her husband's disgrace tightly shut, and it was impossible that one mistake would be exposed, so Zahra thought.
"I'm afraid that if it happens, you and Mom will be shocked."
Aidin grabbed the slender body that was in front of him. Put him under a dim light. Kissing her repeatedly without stopping.
"If you don't have any money, I can borrow you. The important thing is that Amera shut up." With his innocence, Zahra continued to speak and that made Aidin gnarled.
"Now you better sleep. Don't think of anything, because Richard already has a way to deal with this."
Zahra looked up, looking at her husband who was not worried at all about the Amera threat.
"It's serious, Mom."
Aidin simply nodded, leading Zahra towards the bed. Lay the woman down and cover her.
Almost an hour waiting, Amera never got a notification from the bank, he was increasingly furious with Aidin who had lied to him.
He had to make another call to the man.
A few seconds later, Aidin picked up his phone, unceremoniously greeting the ex with a good night.
"I don't think you forgot what you said, Din?"
Aidin looked at Zahra who was beside him. The woman looks guilty for giving the wrong answer."
"Which word? I feel like I didn't say anything" Aidin replied casually. Any threats have not frightened him because there is a more accurate plan to bring the woman down.
Amera was cursing at Aidin who was pretending to be stupid, and it was heard directly by Zahra.
"Just prepare yourself to enjoy the fun of life in prison, because I'm sure tomorrow morning there will be police coming," said Aidin triumphantly.