Husband's Choice Sister

gripping.

The pensive Adis himself at the dinner table, it has been three days Arsan in Jakarta without giving any news to him.

"dis, are you happy with Arsan?"

ibra asked when she was going home yesterday.

"happy brother, Arsan is good....!"

said Adis smiled forcefully, although Ibra felt doubtful with a fake smile that Adis looked right.

Ibra sighed and said.

"sister wishes the husband of choice big brother was the right person for you de, because big brother is in charge of it....!"

ibra said grabbing her sister's body.

"yes, Sister Adis hopes to be happy like Rahma's sister and Ilyas' sister....!"

adis said nodding expectantly.

"yes already, brother went home first. Until the greetings to arsan from me, if there is anything directly contact brother ya de!"

ibra stepped towards the car.

"yes, brother..heart heart in his path!"

Ibra nodded, turned back to Adis and hugged her tightly.

**

Adis was inspired to contact Medina and ask about Arsan, because now Arid is no longer working in her husband's company.

since the meeting at the mosque they never met again because Adis was also busy with his semester exam.

"hello, sister Medina...."

adis said as Medina picked up the phone from her.

"yes, hello Adis..."

"is Mr. Arsan in the office....?"

"nothing, he hasn't returned from Jakarta, all the work he's sent by email.."

"do you have a new number....?"

"nothing because I also communicate via email..."

"yes, thank you....!"

said Adis then closed his phone and moved from his seat.

Adis drove his car to campus, he had to focus because the middle of the semester exam, if you keep thinking about Arsan it will make it difficult to concentrate.

"why when I want to fix everything, things just get worse.

she's getting stranger, what happened because of her disappointment towards me...!"

said Adis leaned his head on the car seat.

***

noontime.....

that afternoon Ibra went to lunch with her colleagues in a mall located not far from the office.

Ibra notices someone she knows is having lunch with a woman, but Arsan looks busy with her laptop.

"Arsan......"

ibra said approaching to make Arsan flabbergasted but quickly mastered the situation because he was with Salsa.

"Ibra...."

arsan smiled standing up.

"what are you doing here? I thought you were back in Bandung?"

ibra said as she glanced towards the silent salsa.

"yet, this is me finishing my work. This salsa she's my client...."

said Arsan introduced salsa that immediately stood up.

"oh, that's....!"

ibra said with a smile.

"yes, let's have lunch together....!"

ask Arsan to try to calm down.

"ah, no I have to go. next time Ar, go home pity my sister alone...."

ibra's words stunned Arsan.

"since when did he know I was gone, did Adis ask Ibra to look for my whereabouts?"

arsan murmured in the heart.

"who is Ar...?" salsa asked when Ibra was gone.

"he's her brother Adis.this afternoon I'll be back in Bandung!"

said Arsan then closed his laptop, fortunately he brought the laptop to Ibra unsuspecting him.

"Wil, tomorrow I will return to Bandung, please investigate what I sent you yesterday....!"

arsan said to call someone.

"quickly finish eating, we'll go back to the apartment...."

"i want you to part with that woman immediately....!" the word salsa makes Arsan look up immediately.

"why do you want that? I won't part with Adis....!"

arsan made Salsa gap.

"you remember what I said when you asked me to marry you....

you must obey whatever is my decision....!"

arsan made Salsa freeze.

**

at ten o'clock in the evening, Adis entered the room after watching TV with the maid, because only the maid became her friend in the house.

Adis opened the room window when he saw several cars enter the house, Adis rushed out of the room.

"you who are you sir." said the maid opened the door looking scared because she saw some men who entered the house in her black suit looking for someone.

"where is Salamah and her Son....."

said someone loudly, while Adis quietly heard from above.

"who do you mean, sir....?"

"Arsan and salamah, I want to meet her....!"

"sir Arsan is not home, he is in Jakarta...!

what is it, sir?" ask the housekeeper.

"where's his wife......!"

said the man with a pushy look.

"no sir, to Jakarta....!"

"don't lie......!

search this house.......!" said the man shouted orders.

"astagfirullah, what is this..."

Adis immediately ran to the stairs that were behind the room, who were they and what would they want?

Adis ran out of the house through the back lane, he was afraid to face them.

"boss, it's like Arsan's wife....!"

say one who is standing guard outside.

Adis was flabbergasted as his gaze fixed on her, rushing he ran away from the house.

"god, what's really going on?"

adis said while running, they are like a mafia group.

"hi don't run away.....!" said someone made Adis speed up his run.

"god protect me, help me!"

adis said looking for a place to hide.

the state seemed deserted, the rain fell making him even more upset because the person was still chasing.

Adis hid behind the used cardboard in the old shophouse, the situation became increasingly gripping as the people approached.

with all his strength Adis held back his tears, his legs even hurt because of the sandals he was wearing dislodged.

"bang, what problem happened until they did this...?

I'm afraid.... What should I do?"

adis said inwardly while biting her lips.

Adis was aghast while gaping as someone smothered his mouth.

"uh........!"

said Adis tried to rebel but the man took her away from the place.

that night Arsan was planning to go home but he said because salsa suffered stomach cramps, until Salamah's mother asked him to return to spend the night in their apartment.

the maid sat limply on the floor trembling as the man stared intently as he was already lying.

"call Arsan right now, tell him I'm looking for him..."

said the man told the housekeeper.

"r. Arsan's number is off.......!"

said the maid while looking down he also thought about the situation Adis who might have been caught by the mafia.

"your watch...."

said the person was upset when they got the information that they lost track of the woman.

"the family of the deceiver....Look out for you, arsan!"

said the man then left the residence.

"astagfirullah.. Where is non Adis....!"

said the maid while sobbing, she was upset because she could not contact Arsan.

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