Chasing you

CHAPTER 64

Qirani put her briefcase on the bed. Without changing clothes, he rushed out of the room. His quick steps, halted in front of the door of Arga's study.

His hand had stuck out, forming a fist, intending to knock on the door before him. Suddenly, he seemed doubtful.

Do I need to ask Arga ?

Does Arga know anything about Adit's business ?

But... does Arga still want to talk to me ?

Ever since I asked for a divorce, Arga never spoke a word to me again.

Qirani sighed for a moment.

She always dodged, kept her distance from me, and she never slept in my room again.

Every time he's at home, he's only in two places, in this living room and his study.

Even if Arga knows something about sister, does he want to tell me ?

Inner Qirani with worry.

His hands no longer wanted to knock on the door. Still with his concern, Qirani slowly twisted his body.

Trust me the same Adit.

He also told the real story.

I think I should try to be patient waiting for brother to be honest by himself.

Don't start looking for a chat with Arga, it can make me even fucked up.

With Arga's silence now, at least it makes me not tempted again to change my mind...

KLIKK !!

The door behind Qirani opened. Arga workspace door. Qirani. Arga looked at it with a sad look.

" A... "

Just now Qirani opened his mouth to give a reason why he was at the door, but his lips immediately clenched quickly.

Arga looked not surprised to see it. Without any reaction. Qiranipun canceled his intention to speak first.

Arga gave him a quick glance, and he nonchalantly walked past Qirani just like that.

Qirani turned his body back, looking at the figure of Arga who was completely oblivious to his existence.

I deserve to be considered non-existent...

I deserve to be treated like a gini.

This is what I want, right ?

Why does my heart hurt ?

Inner Qirani while continuing to stare at Arga's back.

Tau-tau is at the door...

What does he want to do ?

Did he say anything just now ?

Will you play me again intentionally ?

At least he just wants to ask about divorce.

All right. I'll take care of it as soon as possible.

This is what he wants, to separate from me.

Surely I plead again and again...

Maybe he's not my soul mate.

Inner Arga that kept passing left Qirani who was still glued in front of the door of his study.

In fact, until Arga entered the guest room which is now his bedroom, Qirani still pegged in the same place as his daydream.

ONE WEEK LATER

Indra read some of the files on his lap seriously and carefully. Per word, per paragraph, per chapter, can not be separated from the sharp eye. The senses are really focused.

Arga waited in great fret. Every now and then he plays his pen on the table, making it go round and round. Then, he tapped his fingers alternately on the table. Really looks agitated.

Arga's gaze alternately leads from Indra's face to the file sheet on Indra's lap.

" How ? "

Arga asked as soon as he saw Indra finished reading.

" Are you sure about this ? "

Indra asked back.

He placed the file he had just finished reading on Arga's desk. Indra looked at Arga in full search.

" Convinced ! Sure enough, I want it to be like that. "

" No, we know, the old and present Qirani, not the matre chick. Your offer, it looks so good, towards the material. You're ready to divorce on a note, he returned all the shares he'd stocked when he got married. I'm sure he'll turn it all around. He wants this divorce. "

" If she's not matre, why would she ask all my shares as a condition that she would marry me ? What other reason than he just thought about the material ? She knows, I am in love with her. He also certainly knows, whatever I will do to make him happy. "

Arga stopped talking for a moment. He saw Indra looking calmly in response to what he was talking about.

" But he asked for my shares at the time. He is not enough with my love and sacrifice. And these three months, she really doesn't care a bit about me. You know, I did what I did for him. "

Arga continued with a tone of voice that sounded desperate.

" I know. Your love need not be doubted. The problem is, Qirani himself. I'm sure he's not a matre, but he must have had a good reason why he asked for your shares. "

" Okay, assume he's not matre. And he had a good reason for that. Well, my shares this means valuable not to him ? So, I'll use my stock to make him change his mind. "

" Mm... Yes, yes too... From the beginning, all he asked for was shares. And even if you marry her, she has nothing else to ask for. As soon as it's you, he's still cold. I think your shares are worth that much to him. "

Indra began to agree with Arga.

" Stock of an Arga Ekadanta, where is there worthless ? The Ekajaya Group is a company... "

" Yes yes, I know, I know. "

Indra immediately cut off Arga's speech before being uncomfortable to hear his sidekick.

Arga smiled a little. There was a sense of pride that seemed so obvious on his melancholy face that.

" By the way, talk about Qirani, okay, that you can try. And I hope, I really hope, you can defend this marriage of yours. Because I'm so sick of having to squirm at you like a zombie again. I don't want to live your life again like a few years ago. Bener-bener ngerepotin really and make tired inner birth. "

Indra said firmly.

" Are you really my best friend, isn't it ? "

Arga said half-mumps.

" I'm a little confused about that, too. If I say, I am your best friend, that means, I must be ready to be born for your support, no matter what. Honestly, it's hard, Ga. "

Sahut Indra with a fluffy smile.

" Fuck ! So you're that miesel ? "

Typal Arga smiled.

" Mmm, you could say so. Hehe... "

Indra replied with a chuckle.

" Would you be my best friend or not, you would count as my subordinate, so... As a good subordinate, you still have to support your boss, understand ? "

Add Arga with a stern ass.

" Ready, boss ! "

And Indra was suddenly standing firmly with his right hand placed on his forehead, making a position like respect.

" Hey, make me surprised ! Suddenly stood up so ! "

Arga's protest was a little upset from the shock while standing up.

" Haha.... "

Indra laughed out loud.

" YES !!! "

Arga and Indra turned towards the door and found Doni who looked in shock.

" What's up, Don ? What's the problem ? "

Ask Arga curiously.

" a ! You'll be in shock, sure ! "

Doni gripped Arga's arm firmly.

" What ? What the... "

" The victim of his mistreatment was Aditya Candra. You guys inget ? "

Uncompleted Indra asked, Doni had already cut his words.

Arga and Indra looked at each other, and together the two nodded their heads while staring at Doni.

" Him ! He's that, still your brother, Ga ! Still blood with your father ! "

Doni's words made Arga widen her eyes.

" Don't be crazy. Don't be so shy in broad daylight. What are you talking about, huh ?! "

Indra stared intently at Doni.

Doni released his grip on Arga's arm. He chose to sit where Arga had sat before.

Arga is still dumb. I don't believe in his own hearing. He turned his head towards Indra and Doni alternately.

" I just can't believe I was caught accidentally. My papa. This morning, the man came to the hospital. I saw him in the parking lot, coming with you, Ga. "

Said Doni who started to control himself calmly.

" I think I saw it wrong. But after I had a pleasant conversation with you, I noticed, and I was sure, that person was the victim of your sister-in-law's mistreatment. "

Continue Doni while looking at Arga who is now sitting next to him.

" It's been a while, too, your mom and that guy in my papa's room. The door was also locked from the inside. I tried eavesdropping, but it wasn't obvious. There are a few words I can catch, when you mention the name of Ms. Citra and also mention the person as my son. "

" What's that guy's name, Ndra ? "

Arga turned towards Indra.

" Hmm, Hamdi ! Sulistiyanto Hamdi. "

Answer Indra.

" But just a few words like that, how can you be sure if Hamdi is the son of Arga's father ? "

Indra continued, asking Doni.

" I asked my papa. At first, I didn't want to tell that story, but I kept meaning it. And right, papa said, Hamdi is your son out of wedlock. Honestly, papa said, I shouldn't tell you, Ga. But, news as important as this, there's no way I wouldn't tell you, right ? "

Doni's voice is so fiery.

" Oma's child out of wedlock ?! You mean, I cheated on you ??! But, judging from the person's physique, as I recall, he looks older than my father. "

Arga said after a moment of silence.

" Papa said, your mother was pregnant with her boyfriend, and that happened before your mother was betrothed to your opinion, Ga. "

Doni replied very seriously.

" Oma was pregnant ??? Even to have children all ??? No way, ah ! I can't believe it !!! "

Arga doesn't seem to like Doni's words.

" Seriously, Ga ! My dad said it ! Is that so, my crazy papa dares to tell lies about your om ?! What good is it try, my papa lied to me ?! "

Doni said firmly.

Arga. He tried to think about everything that Doni said. Carefully, he noticed Doni's very serious facial features.

Doni really looks serious...

Don't-don't what he said was the truth...

Omas...

Oma has such a big scandal ?!

Severe !!!

Inner Arga.

" Did my dad know about this, huh ? Naw... I don't think it's possible. We all know this for ourselves, right ? Oma is really love and affection same opa. Even after opa died, oma did not want to marry again. Though who is ready to be a substitute for opa, many you know. Tau itself, when opa died, the age of the oma forties, and the oma is very beautiful, right... "

" Any time, at the end of the day, you're really in love with your opinion. There's a lot like that. Marriage because it is forced, at the end of real love. "

Indra responded to what Arga had said earlier.

" It could be. To be sure, this Hamdi is your father's brother, different father. From my papa's story, your father didn't know about this. "

Doni Sahut.

" Ntar first. How can you, your father knows the big secret of Arga's omanya, but his father Arga can not even know ? Bizarrely. "

" I think my papa's hospital was from your mom, Ga. You know, my family, not as rich as you. For the sake of papa's school in medicine, my grandparents to abis-out selling land. "

Said Doni while sighing.

" you mean... That hospital in return for your papa keeping my omaku secret ? "

Arga confirms Doni's intentions.

" Yes, it could be. Before you had a hospital, my family life was normal, Ga. You are, the most common thing I had when we were in school. And you know, papa has a hospital... "

" Well, his name is I'm still a child, yes, parents become an impromptu rich person, his smile is like what you know, so where there is a curiosity, how the hospital can be owned papa. "

Said Doni, half daydreaming.

" Your grandparents own a lot of land... "

" Ah, don't know... This is my thinking. Don't-don't, papa's hospital is from your oma. "

The word Doni cuts off Arga's speech.

Arga. Trying to figure out all Doni's words.

So, the victim of Adit's abuse was another oma child...

Then, what does that oma, that person, and Adit have to do ??!

Arga's face looked tense. The forehead between his two eyebrows that was like a caterpillar lined up was wrinkled. It was very clearly illustrated by curiosity and disbelief in the look of his handsome face.

In a police report at that time, Hamdi was the victim of abuse due to the influence of alcohol.

And quite suspicious too, several times drinking with Adit, he is not the type of person who rese if drunk.

To this day, Adit never once mentioned the incident again.

Inner Arga with memories of the incident some time ago when he was with Qirani and Aditya at the police station.

From the information obtained by Indra about Hamdi is also not something that deserves to be considered strange.

An office worker in a small cooperative, has a mediocre family.

If he is the son of oma, why just be a mediocre family ?

This time, Arga opened his memory of the middle-aged man he had seen lying bruised in the hospital.

Everyone knows who the oma is, Big Lady, is,

the Ekajaya group owner.

At least... Hamdi has a company from oma or has a luxury home.

Moreover, from the story of Doni, until now oma is still related to Hamdi.

Hamdi should definitely ngedapetin whose name is the wealth of the oma, right...

Just an ordinary office worker... ?!

His forehead creased back to form an even deeper fold. Arga's eyes that do look sharp, the sharper and deeper when looking forward.

And it feels really strange, what exactly is the relationship between Adit and Hamdi ?!

I think I need to find out more...