Don't Blame Me

Spin the Spiel

“You've cheated on me, Mas!” exchange Floryn with emphasis on the word ‘cheating’.

They should thank the architect of the building for making a soundproof meeting room. No one would notice what was going on in the room. They were free to shout anything, just like Floryn was doing right now. However, they are still monitored by CCTV. And Edward could have the CCTV supervisor delete the footage immediately after they were done.

Meanwhile, Edward still did not respond to the words of Floren. He still wanted to see what Enrik would say as a defense.

“Checking? Can't I do business out of town? Aren't you doing the same thing, Flo? Why should you be suspicious of me? I work for us. For you and Alvin!” asserted Enrik who is still racking his brain so that his father does not believe just like that.

Enrik understood very well with every message that Sintia had sent a while ago. It means the father has seen all the evidence of his affair with Ambar. However, Enrik felt that his father might listen to the word Sintia. They want to know all the full version of the story from two directions. Not only the story that Foryn gave, but the story of Enrik as well. He knew he had that gap to exploit.

“Ya .. because I was out of town with one of my staff. And I don't cheat with anyone!” Foryn began to be unable to sit quietly. He almost stood up from his chair when he said that.

“Can anyone confirm it? Honey ... You're both with your staff, but you're not sleeping in the same room, are you? Who knows it?” ask Enrik again.

Lillyn smiled at his place. “So, Mas Enrik thought I was cheating? Waw! That's great of you, Mas. Playing a talk like this ... do you have any proof?” asked Foryn in a flat tone of voice. “If you say it based only on vague accusations, you only make yourself ashamed.”

Enrik started to look unsettled and sweaty. The room was full of AC and no doors were open. Floryn knew that her husband already had nothing to resist. He can't lie anymore either.

“You must have gone mad accusing your own husband of cheating, Flo.” Enrik stared straight at Floryn who was also unblinking.

“Crazy? Am I crazy, Mas? You're not crazy, are you? Sleeping with the maid in our own house. I was at home, back then!” said Foryn who did not want to look weak.

Edward is seen folding both his hands in front of his chest.

"Yes, you're crazy. I'm your husband, Flo! Why is this, anyway?" Enrik is still avoiding.

"You are a fucking wild!" foryn's words in the end.

"Hey! Watch your words, madam!" tukas Enrik who had stood up from his stool while pointing at Foryn.

Floryn smiled cynically. He reached into his balzer pocket and pulled out a flash from inside. He lifted the object for a moment, and gave it to Edward. In front of the man was still a laptop on, maybe Edward knew that Foryn might want to show you the footage he showed last night at his house.

"That's. That's proof of the affair you're trying to destroy, Mas. Unfortunately it's still there and you can't lie anymore." Floryn said it without looking towards Enrik. He was getting tired of that guy. Somehow all the love he ever had for Enrik faded away after he said it all in front of Edward.

Edward receives the flash and plugs it into the USB port of the company's laptop on the table.

Apparently, there was only one file in it. Without asking again, Edward immediately opened the file and enlarged the image.

Edward snorted violently. Floryn was seen smiling cynically with a piercing look at Enrik.

Enrik moved out of his chair to look at the recording in question. He should have known the contents of the tape, because at that time Foryn entered and caught him and Ambar was making love.

"Do you believe in amateur recordings like this? This is not true at all!" elbow again. "It could be that Foryn paid people to change the face of the man in the video! It could be, right? As the age progresses, nothing is impossible!" Enrik is getting angry.

Enrik dared to say so because one of his colleagues, once made fun of him with a horror film footage with his face there. Enrik knew such a thing could be done. He was trying to convince his father.

"If you really want to part from me, there's no need to ruin my good name like this, Flo! Unknowingly, you ruined my father's reputation!" tukas Enrik frustrated. Play as a Victim is very useful. With a few tears, it was possible that Edward could believe Enrik's words in the end.

Floryn held back a laugh. He could only shake his head with everything Enrik said.

"F*ck you ...," he said slowly.

Edward glanced at Floryn. "Floryn, watch what you say. There's a father here" he said.

Floryn turned her head and looked at her father-in-law in disbelief. "So, do you believe in Mas Enrik's words rather than mine? Is it because he's Dad's son and I'm just a son-in-law?" ask Foryn sadly.

"France ...."

"Okay, Fine! You still want other evidence? Okay. Floryn will bring you all the evidence you want!" Floryn pulled the flash roughly out of place.

With heavy steps, Floryn left from there. He could not believe that the video alone was not enough to make Edward believe everything he said.

"Flo, I'm not cheating ..," said Enrik again when Foryn wanted to open the meeting room door and leave. He said it weakly.

Foryn's footsteps stopped and he turned to face the two. Lillyn gave a sweet smile.

"I have my own eyes, Mom. And since I'm not stupid, I left the house with Alvin. We'll move on from there until our problems are resolved. At least until my lawyer gets my and Alvin's rights. Maybe the house and some other property. Remember, I will not let Mas Enrik and Ambar be happy. Not after all this ...," explains Floryn as clearly.

Floryn walked out of the room and went straight up to the third floor where her office was located. He planned to go home, but there seemed to be one thing he wanted to do first. He wants to make sure Zoel is. Is the pain that bad, so Widuri did not go to work today.

"Gana, please record Widuri's phone number" said Foryn as she arrived at the desk of one of her staff.

"Oh, okay. Wait a minute, Mom." Gana started writing and giving a piece of post to her boss. "Here, Mom."

"Thank you." Floryn put the post in her handbag. "I'll go home first. If anyone's looking, let's just say I'm home early. I feel less well. If Mr. Edward or Mr. Enrik are looking, just say you don't know. Okay?"

Gana must not disappoint her superiors at this moment. Floryn's assessment for his performance was crucial.

"Good, Mom. I remember!"

Seriate.