
Sandra Apartments
"You found him."
Sandra asked as she stared at a cute photo of Yesa's aunt and her phone number from the information her assistant had reported
"Right lady, I just found her phone number, there's no fixed place to stay so I can't get her address." The assistant reported again while standing next to Sandra.
"Just getting her phone number is okay, too." Sahut Sandra felt that there was enough of the report
"When I looked up the information, it seemed that she had financial problems Madam." Personal assistant talk again.
"That's great, if he needs money, we'll easily get information about the girl."
"Mrs Would you like to contact her directly?"
"Yes" After answering Sandra typed several numbers on her phone
The number you are going to is not listed
"I think he's changed his phone number." Sandra was silent, her eyebrows twitching while thinking
I'd better see John in person
Just now he wants to move the ring tone of his phone reads.
"John!"
"Sandra, how are you? I heard from Hendra you're back from A.merika, can we meet?" John's voice is across
"My news is very good, yes I just arrived from yesterday, John you're right we have to meet. I have something to talk to you about."
"All right, I'm waiting for you."
"Okay, I'll be there until I meet
in your house.''
Call disconnected
Sandra got up from sitting down to her car, her personal assistant following in her footsteps from behind. After Sandra sat in the back seat of a personal assistant drove her car into the street.
******
John's residence
Ron, already seen standing in front of the terrace of the house to welcome the arrival of his guests.
"Welcome Mrs Sandra." Ron spoke after Sandar got out of his car.
"Thank you."
"Mrs Sandra, Mr. John is waiting for you inside, please my mistress will deliver you." Ron let Sandra in politely.
"Okay, Thank you."
Ron led him from the front of Sandra following his steps from the back to the destination. When he entered he was greeted with a male figure who was sitting while sucking a cup of warm tea in his hands.
Ron sat down with his guest. After Sandra sat down she stood next to John.
"Welcome, is the food in America suitable for you? You look prettier." After speaking John put his tea on the table.
"Yes, thank you I'm flattered. John I heard you just finished your business in Europe. How's it going? How's Diamond Group doing?"
At first glance, Diamond Group is a Sandra company that was entrusted to John before he lifted from this country.
"As you are now, Hendra was pleased, he called me repeatedly to tell me to call you. By the way how many days are you here? "
"I came here to come back.'' Sandra answered briefly but impressively which made John dumbfounded to hear it.
"Don't you remember what you said when you were going to America?"
"John, I know what you're worried about."
"And you keep coming back." John cuts
Sandra.
"I'm back because I miss my two kids, and miss my family."
Degh, Sandra's eyes are wide.
"I don't care what you say. I'll keep coming back and I'm sure what you're worried about won't happen."
Seeing Sandra's face filled with anxiety John again grabbed his cup of tea on the table.
"What I'm worried about is that your two kids don't want to take you back." After speaking John took a sip of his warm tea a few times.
"John it's time for my two kids to know the truth. The rest of me came here because I wanted to say something. It's about Rena actually she was pregnant with your child back then."
"I already know about Sandra, even I've been getting her information recently. That cunning woman's widow how dare she hire that man to kill my son along with the woman I love. They're dead, I've even been to his grave."
"Really!" Sandra was surprised." But I'm pretty sure your son he's alive. I think his brother raised him."
"Then, if that's true, do you know
where is my son?" John asked with a blank look.
"I got his brother's phone number. But he can't be contacted. Although I am still not sure, she is Yesa my daughter-in-law, but I saw that girl wearing the pendant we designed twenty years ago. Do you think she's your daughter?"
"Yesa!" John surprised. "So you mean, a daughter's son?"
"Yes, but that's not certain. I think it's like this because I saw him wearing his pendant. John, you understand what I mean?"
John still did not answer.
Silent for a moment,
Suddenly John remembered the events of the day. The day he met with Yesa at the funeral. Remembering the pendant hanging on her neck was exactly the same as hers.
"Sandra do you think Hendra has known about this for a long time?"
"I'm not sure." Sandra hesitated to answer
"That rancid boy was playing me all along. I'm sure he's been planning this before, I need to see him." John blazing
"John, I think it's best if we go see the girl in person, that's what Hendra suggested to me."
"Sandra, you're right we better get that girl here, I want to make sure of it myself. Ron!" ron!"
"Yes sir" Ron answered quickly.
"You go to the boy's house, and bring the girl here. Tell him I want to meet him in person."
"Good Sir"
Ron lowered his head and hurried off towards the Aryan residence
"John, let me help you." Sandra said as she looked at John, she was silent and unmoved.
******
Aryan Residence
That afternoon Yesa was seen busy cleaning Arya's room which is now her room. While tidying a book slightly out of his shelf. He giggled to himself while recalling the troublemaking events of that time.
"Young lady let me help you." Said one of the servants of several other servants who had been assigned by Hendra to take care of his house starting today.
"Thank you, but I don't need to be able to do it alone. You better do your other job. Clean the living room for example." After speaking Yesa smiled sweetly, she was indeed so, feeling uncomfortable if her private room was cleaned by someone else.
''Well Miss." The waiter said he walked out of the room doing other tasks.
A few minutes later Yesa accidentally found an album that seemed to look very long. Out of curiosity she opened the sheets one by one, laughter appeared on her lips as she looked at the picture of her husband who was still five years old.
His gaze turned to a photo that made his two eyeballs barely blink when he saw it. He did not believe what he saw. In the photo there is the face of his mother with the others in the middle of the birthday celebration of his father-in-law.
"Mother." Yesa spoke while watching her photo closely."Why is my mother here?''
The longer he was the more in disbelief, because every leaf he opened next, his mother's face was always there. Out of curiosity she grabbed her phone to ask her husband. But, just now she was about to call her husband, suddenly the sound of knocking on the door was heard from outside the room.
"Who?"
Yesa closed her photo album again and walked over, grabbing the door handle. When it opened, a man in a black suit equipped with black glasses perched on his face stood in front of the door.
"Greetings Miss." Ron bowed his body