
Zaki runs into the interrogation room, he enters the room with police guard.
There Zaki saw another senior detective come out the door, he shook his head.
"He still hasn't spoken at all" she said with a puzzled face.
The detective has not been able to find out what information the kidnap victim had. The number of times she asked questions, Dira always chose to be quiet.
Zaki scratched his forehead, like something was wrong with this woman. Then he looked through the glass, there was Dira who was still sitting relaxed.
"Allow me to talk to her," Zaki pinta seriously.
He himself then entered the interrogation room which was all black, the lights dim and silent. There was only one table and two wooden chairs facing each other.
Zaki then sat down in front of Dira. He then looked at Dira who was always bowed lethargic.
Before asking any questions, Zaki slightly analyzed the woman's physical appearance. He noticed the leather jackets, shoes and expensive accessories that the woman was wearing.
Not only that, Zaki continued to pay attention to Dira's skin which still looks fine. Looks very smooth and well maintained.
It's a pretty weird thing for a kidnap victim. There was no sign of physical violence or people being abandoned.
"Are you okay?" ask Zaki slowly.
Dira was still down, he did not respond to anything. He doesn't care about all sorts of questions from the police.
"I heard you last fainted in the park last night? Why are you there? Who were you with that night?" Zaki continued to try to understand this woman, he would not be rash with the kidnap victim.
Dira was still silently sculpting, he would not be affected by such a basic question.
"Are you threatened by her? Are you feeling scared? Relax, you are safe now. We promise to always protect you," persuaded Zaki patiently.
Zaki was very confused by the strange attitude of the woman. This is unusual and difficult to understand. Unlike usual, abductees are frustrated and try to tell as much about the perpetrator as possible.
But not for Dira. He instead tried to hide the truth from the events of the red car case.
Zaki has to rack his brain, he wants to make the woman talk. He should be able to extract information from her as much as possible.
"No matter how hard you hide the person who hurt you, but the fact is I already know who is behind all this,
He's a conglomerate, right? The maniac guy who's been stalking you all the time?" ask Zaki while bringing his face closer to Dira.
Suddenly the psychological Dira began to be disturbed by the word conglomerate. He's afraid that the police know who Erick is.
His right finger began to move and put his fingers together tightly. Both of his eyes began to glance anxiously to the right and left. This time he could not hide his anxiety.
Zaki meticulously looked at Dira's change in attitude. There was an obvious response when he mentioned the character traits of the perpetrator. His gestures changed and showed signs of defensiveness and discomfort.
Zaki has to dig her deeper, she tries to keep mentally cornered the woman. Dira reacted enough when touched on the problem of the details of the perpetrator.
"In addition we will immediately catch the accomplice of the perpetrator. Do you see that woman often?" ask Zaki more seriously.
Dira's face went straight up, he started to stare at the detective sharply. This time his feelings began to be erratic, because it could be that the police are setting a trap for him.
On the other hand, he's very unlikely that the police know that Erick has a crime partner. They also knew it was a woman.
But it was just a baseless statement. If the police know who Erick and Jesica are, why they still insist on keeping her locked up here.
Dira believes this is just a bluff to keep breaking down his defenses. The woman tried to calm down and relax. He should not be rash just because of various pressures.
She crossed her arms and straightened her back to the chair. Dira smiled faintly while looking at Zaki seriously.
"Actually who are the victims and criminals here?" said Dira firmly and trying to relax.
Zaki quickly assessed the state of the victim. Zaki understood that the woman had been able to restore her confidence quickly.
"If you think the abductees should be here you're working with the police as best you can" Zaki said.
Dira's legs then she crossed with sexy, she wants to hint if now she's okay. Dira feels very confident with all the police behavior. He wanted to show that he did not feel intimidated at all.
"Cooperation? Is that what you want? Why just now, it's all been useless," Dira replied very lightly.
Behind the glass of the investigation room, many other policemen were monitoring his path of interrogation. They are also frustrated with this situation that is completely reversed.
This time they have to face a kidnapping victim who is trying to hide all the facts.
He looked at the file and took a photo of the informant. We can tell if that guy is Kevin.
The photo was taken in front of Dira.
"Kevin, you know who he is, right? You know what happened to her? He disappeared like you did. Is that criminal behind all this? tanya Zaki tried to remain calm.
Dira stared at the photo with a normal face. Because he has already predicted.
"I don't know who this ugly guy is" Dira said with a big smile.
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In the bathroom, Dira was washing her face over the sink. He continued to rub his face with running water.
This time he looked at her face in the mirror, stared at with sadness and sadness. Dira felt that he had become a stranger.
He doesn't even know who he is now. Is it true that he is still a famous good-natured Nadira?
Can people around know Dira who has changed a lot?
Dira decides to get out of the bathroom, followed by a tight guard from the police who continue to follow him like a thief.
He walked towards the hallway with a blank look. She feels her life will be depleted if Erick is not there beside her.
"Mother.." cried Hanum from the front. Both of Dira's eyes were wide open. He soon awakens from his daydream.
He knew who the owner of that beautiful voice was. Then Dira soon realizes that Hanum is standing before her.
"Hanum.." she said softly.
Hanum could only smile innocently, he then walked over to his mother who was about to faint.
They finally embrace, Dira and Hanum bond together that has long since been separated.
Dira can't hold it anymore. She then cried so much. She screamed hysterically for missing her son so much.
"Sorry Mother dear, sorry mother," said Dira while continuing to hug her child tightly.
"Mother don't be sad, Hanum misses the mother, very much" replied the girl with sincerity.
From a straight direction, not far from the position they embraced each other. Hary was watching the two of them. He had a thousand faces.
He radiated sadness, grief as well as such great fear. Wanting her taste Hary hugged the woman he so longed for, but on the other hand his little heart did not want her back.
He is trapped with two evil and selfish egos that continue to take root in his heart.
Eventually Hary can only choose to remain silent, but Dira's view is now in motion. The woman was looking at Hary straight ahead.
Dira took off the hug gently, he asked Hanum for permission if he should see his father.
Now they look at each other. Highlight their eyes pouncing on each other and smashing. There were many blasphemies and burdens on their hearts.
But this is not the time to let go of that burden. They should behave normally in front of the child they really want to take care of.
Dira decided to slowly advance, he wanted to start this step boldly. She kept looking at her husband mysteriously.
Her right hand began to gently touch Hary's cheek. The woman's movements began to possess Hary's empty soul.
He misses the touch of his long lost wife.
"Is this real? You are indeed my husband," said Dira with all her might to endure the pain in her heart.
Hary touched the hand firmly and returned that horrible look.
"You'd better go home, Dira," Hary replied with a troubled face.
"But it looks like you're not happy if I go home, don't you think it's baby?" tanya Dira returned with a sliced heart.
Hary did not reply, she chose to take her eyes off.
He could not see the face of his wife who had changed greatly. Dira turned very cold and so foreign.
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