BLUE METAVERSE

JUST FINISH

Cooperation mother and om Ardi in the framework of the rescue of PT Cantika Bestari is not done by stealth. There was a grandfather teacher Umar who witnessed the conversation between mother and om Ardi. Mother's fault is only one, which is not honest with father for fear of father disapproving. My father was too emotional and impulsive. Once you know you owe to help Ardi, and you immediately call Ardi and get angry. Though I should have confirmed and talked carefully to my mother first.

Faiz re-examined his round blue eyes in great detail looking for honesty in them. Mother's attitude remains calm like lake water that is not rippling at all. It seems like my mother has told me honestly. By mentioning the name of the teacher's grandfather as a witness, nothing can be doubted. Faiz was very sure that the guru's grandfather was a true brahmin who was wise and honest. Of course, grandfather could not let there be an affair between his eldest son and the husband of his other biological children. That's a very big sin.

Faiz heeds his suspicions on the relationship of mother and om Ardi. He was curious about the person who managed to ignite the anger of the father until the words “Mother knows who told the father about the mother's debt?”

“An unidentified person sends the installment bill of your loan and proof of transfer from your mother to your om account accompanied by spices provocative sentences to father number.”

“Whose sender can't investigate? Such letters should be private and confidential. Can't just anyone have access to personal financial transactions."

“Mother is too panicked with father's anger and news of the accident om Ardi, so can not think clearly. You know for yourself, though, at that time the mother went directly to Sukabumi to help the grandmother who was alone taking care of aunt Nisa and Rosyid in the hospital while the grandfather and family of Dewi eyang take care of the funeral of om Ardi and his youngest son who died in the hospital the accident."

Faiz remembers very well, the mother almost a week waiting for aunt Nisa and Rosyid in the hospital alternating with grandmother. If Faiza had not whined, maybe you would have stayed longer.

“When things calmed down and your father was questioned by the police for more than 36 hours, Mr. Teguh began investigating the case. The phone number that contacted the father was registered on behalf of the owner of the pulse counter in the Sukabumi city area. The number was instantly deactivated 3 hours after sending the document to father. The owner of the counter claimed not to remember the buyer of the number. The owner of the counter was detained for several days at the police station because he should have been administratively responsible for the content of the provocative message. Finally the owner of the counter and his employees were released because there was no other evidence that could explain the matter. Case also evaporated.”

“Faiz believes the person who sent the message and paid for the mysterious shooter must have involved a close person, Bun.”

This must be a planned crime. That person knows well the character of a father who is easily provoked by jealousy. He also knew Ardi on his way to Sukabumi through a quiet alternative route. They must have planned carefully. Neat conspiracy. And most surprisingly, that person had private and confidential documents that just anyone could not access. The three key sentences are important to strengthen the argument that the brain of the crime must recognize the habits and attitudes of Ardi and father. Everything that is done with great care in order to get the perception that the father who has a plan to kill om Ardi.

Faiz stood folding his hands on his chest. He walked back and forth thinking who the close people should be suspected of being involved in this conspiracy. Pakde Bas, pakde Bram, aunt Nisa or secretary om Ardi?

“Already, Iz. Mother tired of being interrogated like this. Don't you have to mention this problem. Om Ardi is calm in heaven. Everyone should be able to accept this as destiny. Regarding Rosyid, you will talk to the teacher's grandfather to help explain and convince him that you should not be hated because of this problem.”

I can't, Bun. Faiz was curious. Faiz must find out who planned this crime. Once he steps, he will not back down. Of course Faiz could only speak with his own heart. Mother will definitely feel sad and unappreciated if she issues a rebuttal.

"Maybe aunt Nisa and Rosyid still need time to move on. We must be patient and support it so that it can quickly rise from sadness."

No, Mommy. There is the potential for Rosyid to hold his anger for a long time as a grudge. Faiz saw the manifestation of anger in Rosyid's eyes in the form of hatred caused by heartache, resentment, and deep sadness. Now he felt weak unable to avenge her. If this problem is not resolved Rosyid will certainly continue to consider Satya's father as a murderer. Moreover, his legs became deformed because of the event. His hatred must have grown. One day he will take revenge. The target was clearly Faiz and his father.

Rosyid must have been waiting for time and gathering strength in silence. Sure. Faiz felt sorry for him. Seeing the figure of a father who died in an accident was very painful. Moreover, plus know that an hour before the accident his father was scolded and threatened by the person who allegedly killed him. Anyone would be heartbroken and vengeful. Faiz would have been so if he had been in Rosyid's position at the time.

Ritha approached her speechless son again to embrace him. The blood vessels in the white membrane of her son's eyes seemed to widen to appear flushed like a blazing fire. Ritha knew her silence was not a sign of agreement on her words. Nope. Silence means rebellion.

Ritha hugged him gently. The teenager broke away. Maybe because it feels so big that it does not need a hug to calm him.

"Huggle mother, darling. Mother who currently needs the protection of Mother's son. Please!" the door with a face. Ritha continued to stretch out her arms hoping to reply.

"Sad mother. It's all because of mom, right?"

"Not the wrong mom. We need to find the villain, Bun. He's the one who needs to be responsible. Rosyid also had to be convinced that father didn't kill his ashes." Faiz started to make a sound. Strict sentences.

Ritha disagreed with her son's words. For him, this matter was settled peacefully. Nothing to be said anymore. But of course he did not want to dispute with his stone-headed son. Free. His rebuttal will even cause even greater sparks. She kept smiling and opened her arms, begging Faiz to embrace her. Again Faiz did not budge.

Akh, persuading his angry father feels easier than this teenage boy. Forgive Faiz. Satya's anger must have been paralyzed with just a longing smile, a spoiled voice followed by a kiss on the lips or a gentle kiss on the back of her ear. Problems can be solved on the mattress, at least for a while in order to think more calmly. While his son hugged also did not want.

"So Faiz will still investigate the death of Ardi?" Now Ritha smiled faintly shedding disappointment at failing to persuade her son with a physical touch.

Faiz nodded for sure.

Well, how is it? Persuading Faiz was much more difficult than facing a boulder rampaging on a construction site. Better Ritha give up.

"Mother will not forbid. Mommy just wants to say that your mission on this one should not be a burden. Mother will make sure the teacher's grandfather will send a special counseling teacher for Rosyid in order to learn to forgive, accept destiny and be proud of him. He will not be vengeful to you. It may take time to heal. But no matter what happens we must pray that God will keep our hearts clean from vengeance." Finally it was only the ultimate weapon Ritha faced her stone-headed son.

The investigation of the case could jeopardize Faiz's safety. But the boy insisted on his opinion. As a mother, all she can do now is always pray for the good of her child. Every moment he entrusts it to the care of the Almighty.

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Happy and healthy always😘