Culun's Son-in-law's Secret

Secrets of Culun's Son-in-law Chapter 62

Secrets of Culun's Son-in-law Chapter 62

The image continued to step away from the Angga residence with deep pain. Even his tears did not stop dripping from his eyelids, the words of Angga's mother had always been ringing in his mind.

The image continued to move in an uncertain direction, until he reached a crossroads, then he stopped a taxi.

"Taxi," called Citra as she waved her hand.

The taxi stopped and Citra went inside.

But in contrast to Angga, He who had just come out of the house, he was constantly screaming calling the name Citra. Because, he is very sure that Citra will not go far, because Citra itself does not bring a car.

"The image must still be around here," Angga's inner. Then he looked for Citra up at the gate.

"Citra.Citra. You where?"

Angga continuously shouted calling the name Citra. However, the woman never once answered the call from Angga.

Until one of the gardeners came and said that the woman sought by Angga had gone to take a taxi.

"What's? not likely?" said Angga while grabbing his hair with a little rough, visible from the look of his face, at this time he was very anxious.

"Alright, thanks for the info sir."

"Together, Den Angga."

After getting information from the gardener, Then Angga ran towards the car. And he intends to follow Citra to his home.

Chkiites…

The taxi driven by Citra suddenly stopped in the middle of the road.

"What's wrong with the car, sir? why did it suddenly stop?"

The driver looked back, when he heard the passenger's question.

"I'm sorry Miss, the car tire seems to be flat," replied the taxi driver. Then he asked Citra to get off and continue the journey in another taxi car. Because, repairing car tires takes a long time.

"All right sir" Citra replied. He then rushed down from the taxi.

On the side of the road, Citra continued to wave at every passing taxi car. But no one stopped, because in every passing taxi there are always passengers.

The image fell silent for a moment, then crouched on the side of the road. I want to call Robin. However, he was afraid to interfere with the work of his best friend.

"Bu-open is Citra," said Angga. Then he rubbed his eyes a few times. He feared he might have seen it wrong.

"Yes, right. It was Citra, I couldn't have seen it wrong" Angga said. Then he stopped his car. Then come down to Citra.

The image that was crouching on the side of the road, suddenly he was aghast at the existence of Angga. He tried to stand up, intending to escape.

However, just as he took a few steps, suddenly Angga chased after him.

"Citra..stop," cried Angga. Then he ran over to Citra, and immediately pulled her wrist.

"What are you doing, why are you leaving me alone, when we promised before to face my mother together" Angga's circus.

The image fell silent, then lowered his head, feeling wrong, for not keeping his promise to Angga.

"I'm sorry" Citra said at last. Without daring to look towards Angga.

The goose closed her eyes, then she took a deep breath. He felt guilty because he had just shouted quite loudly at Citra.

"No, I should have apologized to you" Angga said, then he grabbed Citra's body into his arms.

"Let me drive home" said Angga while taking off his arms from Citra.

The image smiled, then he nodded in agreement.

*****

At the house of Dila

Since her return from Angga's house, the woman never once came out of the room.

To make Romlah very worried about the condition of his only child.

Romlah slowly walked towards Dila's room, wanting to know the state of his son.

Tok.dok.

"Dila.Dila. Want to open the door," Romlah continuously called his son's name while constantly knocking on Dila's room door.

However, he had repeatedly knocked on the door, but Dila never once answered his call.

To make anxiety nestle in the bottom of the heart. And want to break it as soon as possible. Since then, Romlah has tried to push the door of the room, but it can not open as well.

"Thanks…!" Romlah was holding the door to his son's room. Then he shouted loudly calling out Dila's name.

However, the beautiful young woman never once answered her call.

"How is this what should I do?" romlah said while pacing uncharacteristically in front of the door of Dila's room. At the moment Romlah is being filled with a great sense of anxiety. That makes him unable to think clearly.

After a long time Romlah paced in front of the door of the room, he finally found an idea.

"Oh.iya Papi, I have to call papi to tell him this," Romlah said while tapping his own head. Because he had not thought of it before.

With a thousand footstep, Romlah then walked towards his room to pick up a flat-shaped object that he placed on the nightstand.

While shaking hands, Romlah also grabbed the flat object, then she looked for her husband's contact number. And after finding her, she contacted him.

"Hallo what's up" replied Mr. Nugroho who was directly connected.

With a trembling voice, Romlah also began to tell about what happened to Dila, and since returning from the house of Angga, his son never once came out of the room. Even he had banged on the door, but his son Dila never once said.

"I'm so scared, hurry home" said Romlah in a trembling voice.

"Okay, ma'am" replied Mr. Nugroho who immediately stood up from his seat of greatness. Then he ran towards the car.

Along the way home, Mr. Nugroho was no longer able to think clearly, even he drove his car with an above average speed.

Until it does not take long, finally the car driven by him has arrived in the yard of the house.

Hurry him out of the car, then immediately rush into the house.

After arriving at the house, Mr. Nugroho was very stunned, seeing the state of his wife who is currently sitting in a corner. With a pretty sad situation.

"Well, what's going on?" he asked Romlah, then he hugged him to calm the anxiety and turmoil that dwelled in the heart of the wife.

"Bah…!" romlah's cry sounded so heartbreaking. Then leaned her head against the chest of her husband's field.

"I-I'm so scared something unwanted happens to our son Dila, pah," Romlah said.

Mr. Nugroho, who heard the words spoken by his wife, then stroked Romlah's back very gently.

"What do you think Mom, our son is fine" he said, then took off his arms from Romlah. Then walked hurried to Dila's room door.