I HAD TO MARRY MY BEST FRIEND

CHAPTER 63

Since I know the truth from my best friend Vera if the husband is trapped, I really regret my selfishness all this time to the husband. Tomorrow I try to go to the husband's office, after going home from college. I deliberately did not tell the husband that by noon this afternoon I would be heading to his Law Firm office.

I drive with the spirit of my jazz honda car, I want to immediately end this one-sided enmity from the husband. Although honestly my trauma still has a little. But my hatred seemed to have just come out, as well as the pain.

Tringg...

Tringg...

Suddenly on the way to Law Firm's office, my salary rang from my bag. I pulled my car over for a moment on the road, to be able to see and pick up a phone call from my car.

I grabbed the bag that was in the seat next to my wheel after I pulled my car over. I opened my bag and looked for my salary in there, after I found my salary I immediately saw who called me.

The ringing tone still continued to sound louder after the device I took out and was in my grasp.

"Whose number doesn't have a name? Lift it up, will you?" I thought for a moment whether or not to raise this unfamiliar call, as I continued to stare at my screen that was still ringing.

Tringg...

Tringg...

"Well, who knows how important it is." Finally I press the receive button.

["Ashallo Assalamualaikum. Who is this?"]. I started the conversation when I received the call.

["Sorry is this the number for Alena's wife, Mr. Liandra Alvian Abraham?" ] A male voice is heard from the call.

[See, sorry who is this?" ] I was both curious and curious.

[ "Sorry, I am Amar, I found a car that hit a tree and the owner collapsed in the car. So I took him to my house and I was forced to check his wallet to find his identity and phone number to tell him. And what I found was a phone number with Alena's name on the paper in her purse." ]

[[Astagfirullah, so now how and where is the situation of your sir now?" ]

I was shocked and panicked to get such news just now.

[Sir Liandranya still fainted and is still in my house. I'd better get here soon to see and pick him up. I'll send the address to mbak immediately." ]

Without asking much more and without much thought I just say yes.

[See sir or mas, thank you very much." ]

The phone connection was immediately cut off from the other side and immediately entered a new message to my salary.

I also directly checked it turned out to be the full address of what he said was named Amar who called me just now.

I also just finished college today and left the classroom, rushed to the parking lot to take my car and immediately plug it into the address I just received.

Feelings really anxious may the om be okay, honestly I still feel like trauma. If the husband experiences bad things again as before that resulted in his coma for almost 2 months.

I drove my 4-wheeled vehicle faster than usual, I had a little trouble finding the address because the address was quite far and it turned out to be in the streets that I never seemed to have been through before. After almost 1 hour and 45 minutes I arrived at the address I was headed to. But I know what an old building is? Which is unkempt and empty.

"Is this really the address?" I looked through the old building's appearance from the windshield of my front wheel, then opened my car to make sure I was back with the contents of the message about the address.

"This is the address." My monologue, while still grasping my gawa.

Maybe his house is behind this old building this time, it could be in there there is a residential community. Before I got out of the car I tried to call Amar's number who told me.

[ "The number you're going to is out of reach." ]

The voice of the operator is heard from across there.

"His number is not active." I was astonished and confused by the anxious and panicked feeling from earlier.

But I try to control it. I repeated it once again to contact Amar, but it remained the same only the voice of the operator was connected and heard from across it. I tried again until several times to call the Amar number earlier, still always the voice of the operator heard from there.

I tried to SMS it because the number was called through a regular phone call and the address sent also using SMS messages, the number also could not connect to the green logo application when I tried to contact him through the application.

[ Assalammualaylora. Sorry mas/pak Amar I have arrived, mas house/pak Amar next to where? Why does it look like an old building here? ]

That's the content of the SMS I sent to the person, but my SMS was not read alias still pending.

Again I tried to call the contact number and again not connected to the owner.

"Why can't I call it gini, the number?" I was upset while hitting my steering wheel with a feeling of worry, how is the husband now?

Finally I decided to get out of my wheel preparing to step around the old building in front of me, where know the address is right here and where know right behind-the-back there is a residential community.

From where I parked my 4-wheeled vehicle, the road was not enough for the car to enter. Because there is only a small road that can only be passed by 2-wheeled vehicles around the back of the old building.

Now that I'm out of my wheel, I'm staring at the door of my wheel with these two eyes down every corner and side opposite me.

The day has indeed gone up in the afternoon around 16:38 wib, I was actually a bit worried also myself in this place because this place is very quiet. But I ventured to find the husband who was said to be in prison due to the incident. I started to step up after I locked my car door.

But when I was about to step suddenly there was a handkerchief lined up from behind my body that was clutching my mouth and nose simultaneously.

"Mmmh." I tried to struggle to escape, but it felt suddenly my head was dizzy and my eyes were twitching, so that after that I felt it was pitch black.

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ANDRA POV

"Vian why are you blocking my number back?" The woman wearing the red dress with the flowers motif suddenly came with her emotions on me.

"Indeed that should be how I did, just like before." My body was cold without looking at the woman right in front of me.

"That time you wanted to take me home without me asking, why after that now you're back to being indifferent to me Vian." His breathing was heard going up and down because of his emotions.

I did not heed it I walked back to the parking lot where my car was parked there.

"Alvians." I do not heed, if the security reprimands and expels him I do not care.

Now after arriving in front of my car I went straight into my steering chair, when I got in and started the car engine. At that time the woman named Niken arrived at the door of my wheel and knocked on the window of my wheel repeatedly while saying.

I don't care, fuck him who he wants to go home with at night around 22:00. I just put my car forward without looking over let alone open the window of my steering wheel that continues to be knocked by Niken.

Today I returned home the night from the Surabaya Law Firm office where I first took up as a legal expert or precisely as an advocate.

"Assalamualaik." My greetings after I entered the main door of my parents' house.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Den Andra just got home? How come home the night keeps Den?" Bik Ijah approached me and asked me.

"Yes bik, there are many more jobs in the office now-now." Answer me for what it is.

"Aden want to prepare a meal or what?" Ask Bik Ijah again politely.

"May the bik, but I'll go to the room first. I'm gonna take a shower and change my clothes first." My word.

"Remember Den." Bik Ijah.

I was about to step up the stairs to the 2nd floor where my room was.

Chequek.

I opened the door of my room and I closed it tightly and I locked the door of my room, just in case no one carelessly entered. I opened my coat and my das, grabbed my flattened thing in my pocket in my suit. I put the flat object on the nightstand next to the bed, opened my watch and put it on the nightstand.

Then I passed rushing towards the bathroom it felt sticky once already this body, wanted immediately to be tempted by the much fresher cold water taste.

After a few minutes I finished the bath and felt fresh, after being fully dressed I rushed out of the room and went down to the dining room. Bik Ijah must have prepared my dinner which is said to be very late because it is already 22:43.

However, because from noon I have not eaten rice at all because I was busy and did not eat. So tonight I feel my stomach is starting to feel very hungry, so I decided to eat even if only a little rice and side dishes. I want to sleep better because my stomach is filled.

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After eating I went straight to my room back to sit on the edge of the bed next to the nightstand, I reached for my flat object that I had put on this nightstand.

I press the on-off button, I will reactivate my contact which I accidentally extinguished lazy it feels. Because Niken keeps calling me and punching me. Even after that, I blocked the contact.

Drett...

Drett...

My flat object vibrated me chek it turns out there are some incoming messages to the green application as well as sms messages as well.

However, my forehead shriveled my eyes more clearly into the pop up message on the screen over my gadget. There is an incoming message from a contact that says 'My Wife ❤' it is clearly a message from Alena.

I immediately opened the message on behalf of the contact turned out to be quite a lot of missed calls this afternoon from Alena to my contacts both from the green logo application as well as from regular phone calls.

"Tumben Alena called me?" I muttered to myself.

Without a doubt I immediately contacted his contact, but now even his contact number is not active. I repeated the voice call to Alena's contact number, the same inactive. I'll just decide tomorrow to call her, now I'm going to dock to dreamland.

Because tomorrow morning I have to prepare to visit my client who is in the field, to discuss his case which will appeal. As a result of the alleged misuse of letter , but actually my client has compensated according to the agreement. However, the plaintiff did not accept and asked my client still had to be frothy even though he had fulfilled his responsibilities according to the previous agreement.

I am also still investigating myself about my client in more detail, without his knowledge. So that I can behave as needed and there are no mistakes and mistakes in defending or fighting for a case or handling a case.

Because all of that will be held accountable in the hereafter, whether you are on the right side or vice versa. If it is on the other side it is clear that I will bear his sins later in the presence of Allah SWT.

As I said before, I am not holy and holy. But I always try as much as I can to minimize doing bad things, including sin.

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"So did you keep the original letter of the covenant?" I asked firmly to the client I visited this morning at a yard in the city.

"I still keep visiting where the letter is, as I see it. I keep it in my house. But no matter how before my verdict fell until I was in bui on this lapas, the letter was lost. I suspect it was the prosecution. So I can really get in this bui." It's a wide display.

"Without the letter we would be hard-pressed to appeal, sir?" I was determined again by the client.

The client was silent without saying, for a few minutes he was like thinking hard about this case.

"Maybe you could try to get to my house Mr. Liandra to ask my wife, there might be a solution she found the letter." I was shocked to hear his words just now.

"Okay you write first the address is clear father so soon I will go to the father's house, see the father's wife about the letter. I will also try to find another way to find the letter. If we are right God willing there is a way we are completely free from the snares of the law that we should not accept." I said firmly to Mr. Broto the client.

Mr. Broto was just a slow, expressionless mangosteen. After he wrote his address and wrote his wife's name on the paper and pen that I had put out earlier. I will immediately withdraw from this page, especially from the presence of my client.

I pulled my ass from this wooden chair thrusting my right hand to shake hands with Mr. Broto the client. "I'm sorry to step down first Mr. Broto." My permission.

"Yes I hope Mr. Liandra can help me." His eyes were one condition when our two beads met each other's eyes.

I nodded while speaking. "Insha Allah Sir." We also took off our hands.

Then I turned around and stepped away from him until I came out of this room.

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"Dark." I exhaled and loosened my chest and sat for a moment on the edge of my bed.

I just came back to this house after today Wara - wiri took care of my client's case, and returned to the prosecutor's office this afternoon for a moment. Then met my other client at a cafe this evening, then back again Law Firm office and struggling again with some case files that I have not had time to examine and check until the time went back to night.

I reached for my flat object from behind my suit , unlocked it with a password then headed to the green app and looked for contact with the name 'My Wife ❤'. After finding the contact, I pressed the video call button.

But not connected, my forehead shriveled in wonder. I try again to keep the result the same. I also see the status offline is not online.

"Maybe he's asleep or busy to start writing the script." Think monologues.

I put the flat object on the nightstand and I got up to step into the bathroom to clean myself up.

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