Double-role

CHAPTER 67 (Season2)

In one of the luxury apartments in the capital, two women were having a meeting. The heavy rain outside did not dampen their spirits to discuss something.

Lightning snatched ushered the water down so heavily. A cold wind came sweeping across the face full of decisiveness of the two.

Yasmin and Zara sat face to face while folding their hands in front of their chests. It had been almost three months they needed each other to accomplish the mission.

Their goal is the same, namely property businessman named Rusdyan Azam Zabran. The man present in the lives of the two women had aroused possessiveness and revenge.

No one knows the deepest secret of Yasmin and Zara. They just use each other no matter what.

"Looks ... Alina already knows our weaknesses" Zara began.

Yasmin snorted softly while looking sideways at a glance. Highlight those stern eyes again looked at his interlocutor.

"I know .. but I don't care. Want him to know my weakness or not. I stick to the original goal," he said.

Zara frowned realizing there was something strange in Yasmin.

"Alright, it's up to you, but when do you keep in touch with Azam's mas? What ... do you love her too?" ask Zara curiously.

Yasmin did not immediately reply, her rancid lips curved perfectly giving a question mark. He was more convinced that the woman had a certain purpose.

"You take it easy, until it's all over then I'll hand the man over. Don't be jealous, I don't love her at all" Yasmin explained.

Zara just nodded slowly. "Then, what are we going to do now? Alina has also acted and knows our weaknesses."

"Then we must also do what was planned" Yasmin replied again.

"Because I know that woman doesn't know the truth. Then there is no such thing as weakness in the game that I have created," he continued.

Zara kept looking at him in silence. He had no idea that the woman he met a few months ago was keeping a big secret.

...***...

Angga just completed a major operation tonight. He walked straight into his room while massaging his left shoulder.

The passageway connecting the operating room to his private room felt so long. There was no one he met, the sound of heavy rain outside accompanying solitude. The quiet nan so dominating usher in a gripping situation.

For several years he served as a cancer specialist. During that time he has handled many patients from children to adulthood, including the wife of his own best friend, Azam.

That was the hardest task to do. He had tried hard to save Yasmin Zakkiyah to keep fighting the malignant disease. However, it seems that fate says otherwise, the wife of the friend has to leave.

In the midst of thinking about the incident seven years ago, Angga stopped his steps right next to the emergency staircase door. He faintly heard someone talking. Curiosity also arises and slowly he approached himself and opened it slowly.

There he saw one of the nurses talking to someone on a cell phone. Angga just boohed and wanted to continue the goal.

However, before he actually closed the door, the words of the female nurse caught the attention. Angga pecked at the place of digesting his words well.

"Seven years ago, the leukaemia patient who died was me helping you. How could you just throw me away? Do you want the reputation of this hospital ruined because of your behavior? I can do more than you think" he said.

Angga was stunned, seven years ago just like the death of Azam's late wife. Without a second thought he rushed into his private room.

Not long ago he arrived and immediately searched for documents of patients who had been handled. He continued to rummage and rub all the things that were there.

With his heart pounding he opened and looked sheet by sheet of paper showing Yasmin's condition at that time.

Seconds and seconds continued to pass, slowly his two sharp eyebrows turned deep. He did not expect his discovery at this time.

"I-I don't believe .. Is it true like this? I had to check the tape back then," she said, then moved back from there without heeding the fatigue.

...***...

Alina who had just finished her duties as a housewife had to go back to swallowing the bitter pill when the princess still ignored her.

The pain grew even more when someone with the same number sent him some photos. There shows that the husband, son, and honey who are not expected to exist are spending time together in one of the shopping centers.

He fell on the living room couch not expecting what he was seeing. He tried not to cry anymore, but reality slapped him hard if his current existence was really only considered a wind then.

"Moment." The call touched him.

Alina held back the tears by turning her head up and looking back to find the son.

"Yes, Honey?" tanyakanya.

"Where are Ajeela's fathers and sisters? Aren't these holidays supposed to exist, right?" askalanya.

Alina knew that her husband and son were with the woman. He tried to hide the painful facts behind a smile.

"Em, father and brother are away, dear," he replied.

"Where to go? Why aren't you and I invited?"

Another question was asked, Alina did not know what to answer like and could only be silent for a while.

"Darling, can you come closer?" her door.

Raihan nodded and followed the mother's orders. Alina pulled him slowly and carried him into her lap. He hugged her tightly and put a warm kiss on the top of her head then rubbed her back gently.

"Maybe I just drove you to school, honey. Dad didn't ask us, because he didn't want to bore us" he said.

Raihan simply nodded without saying anything more.

"I love you, Mom," she said suddenly and hugged her mother tightly.

Alina widened her eyes in surprise, "excuse Mamah, dear. Mama can't say the truth. Mamah hope you understand if .. our family is not okay," he continued. "But in a moment .. wait a little while longer until Mamah gives a lesson to those who have disturbed our family. After that Mamah and Raihan can live fine."

It was too cruel for the treatment of the husband she gave to Alina. It doesn't matter how the wound grows as it tries to heal.

However, in reality, he is only considered to be slipping and trying to reach the shadow of the past.

Alina is okay and tries hard to wait for the time to reply to everything. Because the wheel of life keeps turning and will not stare at one point.

"I have to save Raihan, however he deserves a better life. Although it didn't have to be with his father," he thought again.