Chased by the Love of the Police

Revealed

Anya looked at her phone containing her photo with Yoga. Smiles of happiness among them. His closed eyes prevented his tears from dripping. He re-opened his laptop and gathered the concentrators to complete his final task research report.

However, no matter where the concentration went, Anya actually returned to daydreaming about the times with Yoga. He recalls the first time he met Yoga. She didn't expect to fall in love with that shitty guy. Anya gave a small smile recalling all her memories with Yoga.

There was no message on his phone for long. He immediately opened a chat on his phone.

"Thank you for all the help. I always love you, Anya." Fill in a chat message that is none other than his ex-girlfriend, Yoga.

Anya undoes the intention to reply to a chat from Yoga. He ignored the thank you even though He knew Yoga across there waiting for his reply.

He turned off his phone and went back to his laptop. He wears glasses and works on the report that he will give to his guidance counselor tomorrow.

"Anya's Spirit. You have to be able to finish everything on target, no matter your heart is broken." Anya muttered to encourage herself.

Anya tried to concentrate, until midnight finally he managed to complete the progress of his research report. He immediately closed his laptop and rushed to sleep because of the schedule to meet the lecturer in the morning.

In the morning Anya woke up. He was getting ready to go to college. While getting ready, Sonya gawked into her room.

"His, can you go to college together?"

"To Anya's college? Why brother?"

"I don't want to give this surprise to Ezza. Today is her birthday." Said Sonya while carrying a neatly wrapped small box.

"But Anya this abis departed brother. Daddy early in the morning to college? How will I go to the hospital?" Ask Anya.

"Yes not papa. Later you can take a taxi online. The mall was picked up by Ezza for dinner. That's why you didn't bring a car today."

"Oooh. Yeudah, let it be that way. Is my brother ready?"

"Udah dong, brother is very diligent. Yuuukkk cuss."

Anya and Sonya leave for campus after saying goodbye to Mama Meli.

"Where's the problem with Yoga, huh?" Ask Sonya carefully.

"Do not know, Anya did not kepo. Yesterday Anya gave away a file from Brother Andre. The rest let Yoga himself take care of everything."

"I didn't expect Om Faisal to be like that." Sonya said unexpectedly.

"Yes, brother."

"Less what try aunt Yuni. I'm beautiful, rich, still cheated. Brother is so scared of him."

Anya who was driving turned to Sonya.

"Son, don't think weird."

"So, I'm not just afraid of him. It's called marriage, living together. Later, I am sure there will be things from my sister that will not be liked by Ezza. Then how about if Ezza is saturated, just look for an outlet outside. I'm sure you'll be sick of the shadow."

"Sister, positive thinking. Anya sure Mr. Ezza is not that kind of man. Anya sure she loves big sister. Hopefully, the marriage of the sisters will always be harmonious." Anya said sincerely.

"Amen. Thanks His. Brother will try his hardest to keep the marriage brother."

Anya nodded.

"Sister, how can you be sure you want to marry Mr. Ezza?"

"Hmmmm, from him anyway. She knew her sister as her mother who was very good. He is also patient and honest about anything. Brother suddenly felt confident and wanted marriage with Ezza. Though previously the sister who refused marriage because not sure."

"Hmmm that's it, brother. Anya became jealous of the sister's relationship."

"Patience to Him, what a good yoga guy. Brother sure."

"Don't talk about yoga, brother, we broke up."

Sonya was speechless understanding her sister not to discuss Yoga back.

***

At night, in the Yoga room looking at the data of a person on his laptop while thinking. He also saw the video in the flash given by Anya. Amateur video taken with a cell phone camera. In the video, a middle-aged woman beats up a young woman and screams that she is sleeping with her husband.

Her husband, who was not seen on camera, soon appeared to injure the two women. The 3-minute-long video shows Gista, the young woman in the video, as Om Faisal's love interest. Om Faisal's self data is provided by Anya in file format. Data is complete, until the residence of Om Faisal now because he has divorced his wife and is forced to leave the luxurious house that actually belongs to his wife.

Yoga did not expect Anya to help him so far. He was so grateful for what Anya did. Yoga is convinced that Anya believes in him very much. Yoga immediately grabbed her phone to send a chat to Anya. Not long after the chat has been read by Anya, but never got a reply. Yoga realized Anya must feel pain and disappointed in him to not want to reply to her chat. Yoga seeks to understand Anya.

"Wait for me to finish this, Anya. And I'll come to you, no matter how hard you throw me out." Gumam Yoga's.

Yoga immediately recorded Om Faisal's address on his phone. Tomorrow he intends to go to Om Faisal's house to find out about the father of the baby in Gista's birth.

***

"Magiii.." Mela was shocked by the figure behind her.

"Sister Iqbal, ngagetin aja. Tumben parked here? It's usually parked in the doctor's parking lot." Sindir Mela while singing her lips.

"No, no, just a prank."

"What's the whim?" Tempting Mela without any intention but made Iqbal meet red. Iqbal intended to deliberately park near Mela in order to greet her.

"Let's lunch together, I'll buy you, will you?" Barat Iqbal's.

"What is the tumben?"

"Ahahaha do you practice that you have to have an event first?"

"It's not, it's usually not that."

"Eemhhh, no papa. Consider it an entertainment deal for you. This afternoon I was a little empty. If you want to go to the cafe too, come on."

"Hmmm, dicafeteria aja hospital deh kak. Mela again males out-of-the-way."

"OK deh. I followed you."

During the day, Mela rushes to the cafeteria because she gets a chat from Iqbal that he has gone to the cafeteria. Mela entered the hospital lobby and found the sight of the woman the other day, He again pleaded with Iqbal to make Iqbal put on a careless face.

"Honey.. Have you waited a long time?" Sapa Mela and immediately took Iqbal's hand.

"Eehh, hello brother." Greet Mela by putting on a plain face when looking at Selly.

"Hello.." Selly was confused.

Mela moves her hand to make Iqbal look calm and pretends to introduce herself as her lover.

"Oiya, this is Mela. My girlfriend."

"Mela.." Mela smiled sweetly.

"Selly's.."

"Darling, still bothering? I'm laper." Mela whispered to Iqbal but could still be heard by Selly. He brought his lips closer to Iqbal's ear made Selly wrong to see the sight of the intimacy of the couple in front of him.

"A little while, baby. So where was our conversation, Cell?"

"Haaah, eeh until then. I'm asking you to help me tell Sonya." Selly tried to organize his words because there was Mela in front of him.

"I'm so sorry, Selly, I don't want to interfere in other people's affairs. Maybe you can tell it to Sonya or her future husband. I'm saying yes, we have a lunch appointment." Said Iqbal and left Selly upset with Iqbal's reply.

Selly actually knew that Iqbal had moved on from him but because he had never seen women around Iqbal he assumed Iqbal was still alone. Selly finally thought of provoking Iqbal into helping her, arguing that she had failed to move on because she did not want to see him happy with Ezza. Of course the provocation will insult Iqbal's self-esteem.

But now it was Selly who was shocked. Iqbal already had another woman and did not care about her provocations. I don't know why he was upset about it. Selly decided to leave and return to her home.

***

Ting tong's..

Yoga pressed the bell of the house behind the fence, a house with a simple building. Yoga was quite surprised when he found the reality of the address of the old house of the occupant of the house he came to. The address of his house was once located in an elite housing complex that even people know the area is for upper class people, but now the person lives in a house that may be quite simple compared to his old residence.

But Yoga does not want to think about things that are not his business. He just wants to try to find someone to finish his business.

A long time ago, someone opened the door from inside. A middle-aged man immediately opened the gate.

"Excuse me, is this Mr. Faisal's house?" Ask Yoga as the man opens the fence.

"It's true, myself. You who?"

"I'm Yoga Sir. Can I talk to you for a second?"

"could. Please come in."

Both men sat on the porch of the house.

"What are you doing?" Ask Om Faisal.

"Look, sorry about earlier. I want to ask about someone. Do you know Gista?"

Om Faisal's face turned slightly nervous.

"Master? Oh yes, I know him."

"Father's relationship with Gista how about knowing?"

"My relationship with Gista is nothing."

"Is it true sir? Are you sure there's no connection or contact with Gista?" Yoga tries to keep on.

"Waitwait. But who are you? What is your relationship with Gista?" Om Faisal is getting uncomfortable.

"I beg you to be honest with me about Gista. I hope you tell me what the truth is about Gista. Because all of this has something to do with my future." Yoga trying to cuddle.

"Your future? What is your relationship with Gista?"

"So, sir, my family had betrothed me to Gista. I refused the match because I had a lover whom I loved very much. However, the problem occurred because recently Gista was pregnant and her family forced me to take responsibility. Gista confessed that I was the man who impregnated her. I never did anything with Gista. It all got worse when my girlfriend found out about this problem, and decided to part with me. I beg you to be honest and talk if you know anything about Gista." Yoga down. Om Faisal felt unbearable. He imagined Yoga to be about the age of Andre, his son. He also did not want such a thing to happen to his son. He always wanted Andre to get a good woman like his mother.

"At first I also did not know who the father of the child conceived Gista." Answer Om Faisal.

"I'm not sure the baby is my child, because I know Gista is often in touch with other men like me, married elaki, just for the money. However, a few weeks ago he assured me that the last time he was just in touch with me. He said it was my baby, and I had to take responsibility."

"In charge? You mean you're gonna marry Gista?"

Om Faisal nodded.

"Where would Gista marry me. She just wanted me to take full responsibility for her living expenses because during pregnancy, she would definitely not be able to work."

"Then you agreed to it?"

"Yes, I agreed to finance her without marrying her."

Yoga is not mindless with Gista. How could he not want the baby in his womb to feel the affection of his biological father. He was willing to do everything just for the money. There was not even any regret from Gista over all these events. She tries to trap Yoga into taking responsibility for her pregnancy.

"I hope you can get away from Gista. She's a woman who just wants money. He was willing to do anything to earn money. I regret ever being tempted with Gista and ending up like now. As the saying goes, regret is at the end."

"I was tempted to Gista and betray my wife who had given me a son, maybe your age." Om Faisal smiled faintly looking towards Yoga.

"Then what about your wife and kids? Did they also know about Gista's pregnancy?"

"No, they don't know. And if they knew, they wouldn't care. My wife and I are divorced. That's why I live here now. As for my son, he seemed to have been embarrassed to meet his father who was tempted with a young woman and betrayed his excellent wife."

Yoga felt sympathy with Om Faisal. However, it is all regret that is felt because of what He has done himself. It should be as high as Om Faisal's achievement, he should remember all those who are loyal to support him. Yoga can only be silent listening to Om Faisal's story. He did not comment anything, just all the stories He made a lesson for the future should never be tempted by women who just want a short pleasure without wanting to come into the process with it.

Yoga said goodbye to Om Faisal and got into his car. Yoga is relieved to know who the father of the baby in the womb Gista. He devises a plan to tell his family and Gista's family the truth. The faster, the better.

Yoga immediately called his mother to tell Mama Gista that there was something she wanted to talk about tonight. He wants to answer all about the responsibility to Gista that should not be asked to him, but to Om Faisal, the real father of Gista's baby.