Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)
A Gift for Matthew!
The panic!
That one word now filled the chest cavity of Refal. How not? The fazilas disappeared somewhere. The thought of Fazila being injured made her chest even more tight. What if their parents find out that Fazila's missing? There will be a major disaster in the family.
For now, there was nothing Refal could do but utilize his connections. No matter what the circumstances, he must find the existence of the bastard who has dared to disturb his happiness.
"You dare hurt Fazila, me? It's the same as digging your grave! Just wait, if in twenty-four hours I can't find your whereabouts, then I'll change my name. Uhhh!" Refal said full of anger, he stood by the side of the car, waiting for the arrival of Bima from the control room on the fifth floor.
"Hows it? Did you find any clues?"
"Who are they?"
"Are they related to Hilya's killer?"
"Are they enemies of my wife's family?"
"Say everything!"
"I want to know everything!"
Refal poked Bima with all his techniques. It explained how great the fear that was currently residing in him.
"Sir Governor, they're old players." Bima said reported the news. Bima looked serious when he said it, it meant that the person they were going to face was not an ordinary person.
"The person who threatened and kidnapped Madam is the person we've been looking for all this time. I mean, he's the one who..." Bima's words were stuck in his throat, He really could not continue his speech.
"The Governor remembers? The first time we met with Madam, that day I accidentally bumped into her.
And at that moment the Madam rushed to prevent an early marriage between her protege and the brash man. Madam thinks the problem is over there, but in fact, it's not. That brash man always lurks Madam, that man is also obsessed with Madam, he thinks Madam ruined her marriage, then Madam should be his successor." Report Bima with full confidence, he believes his trusted men will not give false news.
"Better still, behind that brash man, there was a person whose position was stronger who wanted the Madam to live or die."
Hearing Bima's words, the blood of Rephal seemed to flow ten times faster. In him, there is now a burning fury, a fury to destroy all the enemies who have dared to desire his Fazilan life.
Meanwhile, in a different place. The party is going on with great fanfare. Dozens of songs play beautifully from some musicians homeland, indulging the hearing senses of the invited guests. Some were enjoying a meal, some were chatting with colleagues, some were busy playing mobile phones.
Among all the bustle in sight, only Matthew was currently sitting around doing nothing. Her net was looking for a beautiful figure who had managed to divert her world. The more He circulates his gaze in all directions, the more He blames himself for still not being able to escape the snare of love that keeps him from being happy.
"Well, Matthew, can we talk to you for a second?" Fatih asked after seeing Matthew's face change in disappointment. He was disappointed because he could not see what he wanted to see, his love. There was no reply from Matthew other than his eye movements that hinted at the word 'Yes'.
"Not here, but in..." Fatih gestured by pointing up, which meant they had to talk on the roof, the highest floor of the hotel.
Matthew resignedly, he nodded slowly then stood up and followed Fatih's footsteps from behind, leaving behind the frenzied sparkle of the celebration party tonight.
Ten minutes later, Matthew and Fatih were already standing on the roof of the best hotel in the Capital City. For a moment they were both silent, giving each other space to listen to each other. Not yet had Matthew parse his question, Fatih even thrust a small bag the size of an adult's palm.
Matthew looked astonished, his forehead wrinkled. He thought to himself, why would the sister of the woman he loved so much ask him to go up to the roof if his only purpose was to hand over the thing he did not know was its contents? However, Matthew still accepted the thing happily.
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