Double-role

CHAPTER 90 (Season 2)

The fog enveloped the sparsely populated area in a corner of the foreign village was not touched by anyone. A luxury car appeared and stopped right in front of the only building there. The rider came out rushing inside to meet someone.

"Jasmine." Call him while slamming the door.

Jasmin who was lying down was surprised and immediately began to find her twin brother coming.

"Yasmine? What are you doing?" jasmin asked, looking at his two eyes glittering with anger.

"You met Azam, right?" He gave a cynical smile and folded his hands in front of his chest and then walked around in Jasmin's arms. "But I think it doesn't matter now. Because your beloved husband is devastated and tormented."

Jasmin widened his incredulous gaze. "What do you mean?"

Yasmin stopped her steps then turned to her again. "You know, Alina was gone from her life and Azam was tormented by it. Ah, but I can't just let it go."

"That must be what you did. Why do you bother other people's homes? Stop this thing." Jasmin looked at him with a glassy bead.

Yasmin snorted softly and then laughed briefly. "Whatdidyou say? Other people's homes? Listen well my beloved twin father and mother .. that's your household too. So I have a right to interfere in it. Because you've ruined my greatest desire."

Jasmin shook his head a few times. "No.. You are wrong. Mom and Dad love you very much, but the way is wrong. Do you not love Azam? Why are you ruining his happiness? I'm sorry, for marrying her."

Yasmin laughed loudly at Jasmin's words. He grabbed the end of the bed and looked at her seriously.

"I did love him, but that was it. Now ... I want to see you all suffer. You married her and even had children. I'm not letting you guys just like that, especially you!" He pointed directly at Jasmin's face. "Why do you have to be my twin brother and sick. I don't accept this, because I'm the victim."

"Conscious Yasmin, you have defied God's destiny. All this became his plan. I'm sure God is planning the best for you."

"And it's best for me to see you feel what I feel." Yasmin left there and slammed the door.

"Astaghfirullah azim thing, I can't keep quiet like this. I don't want to see Alina being targeted again." Jasmin pulled out the blanket and lowered both feet from the bed. Hurry him out of there before Yasmin reactivates her security.

"Wait on! How did Alina come in here and hack my security system? Not even from the CCTV footage did anyone come. Does he have someone who is an expert in that field? But who? I'm sure Azam came here because of the information he's already got. Nine years ago I first met her ... I thought she was an easy woman, but it turns out .. I have to be vigilant," the monologue Yasmin silently walked down the aisle.

...***...

Azam still could not concentrate on working and continued to reflect on the mistakes. His gaze returned and returned to the figure of the black-hijab woman in the photo.

His firm hands stretched out, grasping the figura. His thumb rubbed gently the sweet face of Alina who had disappeared without news.

"I miss you .. Can I tell you that? Can I have this feeling? I'm so sorry .. really sorry. I'm sorry" he said, the dew seeped into tears ready to flow at any time.

However, his activities had to be interrupted with a knock on the door. Hurriedly Azam rubbed both eyes and returned the picture figura on the table.

"Lake in!" her word.

Not long after, a man in an ash suit poked and nodded slowly. "Sorry sir, there's someone who wants to meet you."

He nodded slowly looking at her. "Zara hasn't come back yet? Where the hell's he going? why did he take such a long leave?"

"Please him in" he said, then cleared up some paperwork.

A while later a bespectacled man wearing a light gray suit with gradation of stripes was present. He stood right in front of Azam and looked at the serious owner of the company.

"Sorry to interrupt your time, I'm Dimas Zulfan Alina's lawyer who will take care of your divorce."

The explanation immediately attracted attention, Azam looked up at the head of a figure who was no stranger to pandagan. Slowly he moved from sitting while widening his eyes of disbelief.

"W-what did you say just now? Alina's lawyer will take care of our divorce? Are you kidding me? Hey, aren't you a secretary to Mr Zaidan?" babble Azam was surprised.

Dimas took out two business cards and showed them. "I'm a secretary to Mr. Zaidan and I'm also a lawyer" he said.

Azam snorted briefly looking around. He then grabbed the top of his head slowly and again looked at Dimas who still showed his flat face.

"What are you playing with now? Why would Zulfan's family lawyer help Alina with our divorce?" ask Azam again.

Dimas reached into his briefcase and scattered a piece of neatly folded letter. "Three more days your trial will be held. I hope you can come, so that your divorce process can be resolved quickly." He nodded his head briefly and began to move his legs.

Azam pecked, his mind was dim when he saw the letter lying on his desk. He rushed out to look for Dimas.

"Wait!" said stop.

However, Dimas did not speak until Azam grabbed the lawyer's wrist.

Dimas stopped and met directly with the businessman.

"Can I help you again?" tanyanya.

"Where is Alina? Why did he tell you to come here? What's all this mean?" cerca Azam, her breath up and down along with the emotional turmoil settles in the chest.

"I can't say it. I have to take care of the privacy of the client. If you want to know the truth I hope you can come to the trial in three days. Excuse me," said Dimas then confirmed the location of his glasses and set foot again.

Azam was silent for the umpteenth time. He did not expect or expect that this day would come. Alina was completely convinced by her decision to part ways. He clutched his left chest while looking down deeply.

"Why? Why Alina? Why is it so sick here? Is there no chance for me anymore?" mumbling continuously.

From the direction of a few meters from its existence, a pair of eyes saw and heard what had just been said there.

"So, he's gonna show up in three days? I have to make their trial not go well. Take it easy, this game is still not finished," he looked at the strapping back that was getting weaker.

White clouds were present throughout the eye, not allowing the king of the day to be present. The cold air instantly swept out carrying uneasiness within the chest.

Actions done in the past have an impact on his present life. Azam is self-conscious if what he has done really hurt the wife. Selfishness has delivered a figure who sincerely loves him. He had already lost it and could not turn back time.