KARMA: The Female Hunter in MEDSOS

Chapter 154 ENDS OF THE PLOT

"Why, Mas?" ask Alya.

"He's...."

"He's Bowo. My husband's. Why?" ask Alya.

Rashid turned his face away. Not going to meet Bowo.

Bowo might still recognize her. Although I first met.

Rashid meets Bowo at the hospital, when Bowo arrives with Cyntia. And Cyntia introduces as her husband.

Bowo is Alya's husband.

Uh! Rashid's head felt like it was about to break. Why Cyntia? What if Alya finds out that her current husband is also related to Cyntia?

"Al, I'll go home first, okay?" Rashid.

"Lho, the fried rice isn't finished yet. Just a minute. You also know my husband. Let me see the children, there is no misunderstanding" said Alya.

"No, Al. I'm in a hurry."

Rashid immediately pulled Ayu's hand.

"Dad, Ayu wants to wait for the fried rice!" said Ayu.

"Later to buy our own fried rice!" sahut Rashid.

"But Dad's money is already good for gasoline, just now!" With her innocence Ayu told the truth.

Alya was silent. He wanted to know what else would come out of Ayu's honest mouth.

Rashid sighed. Half-dead he was looking for the right answer for Ayu.

"Dad there's still money at home, Ayu!" rashid is lying.

Ayu could only look at Rashid's face in annoyance.

"Let's get on!" rasyid snarled loudly.

Alya who had not heard anyone yell again for a long time, immediately gasped.

Heart's slipping. Because the one who was snatched was his son. His own biological son.

"Mas! Don't snap Ayu!" exclaim Alya while pulling Ayu's hand.

Rashid got off his bike.

"What do you want!" rasyid exclaimed at Alya, while pulling Ayu's hand.

"He's my son, Mommy! You don't snap at him!" Alya doesn't want to lose.

"The child you have left for another man?" rasyid asked in a loud voice. Until the visitors of the fried rice stall looked all over.

"You brought another woman home! Don't twist the facts!" Alya defended herself.

"She's just playing, but you're misunderstanding!" Rashid also defended himself.

"Main in the room with you? Huh!" Alya is getting windy.

Rashid can't take it anymore. His emotions are mounting. Then he raised his hand, about to slap Alya.

Hap!

From behind, Bowo who turned out to approach them silently, caught Rashid's hand.

Rashid looked straight. Bowo releases Rashid's hand, and....

Bugh!

Bowo gave his raw bogem to Rashid's face.

"Dad!" yell Ayu.

Alya grabbed Ayu's body and hugged her tightly. Ayu was crying in Ayu's arms.

The unprepared Rashid, straight out. Then try to stand up again.

"Why? Still less?" bowo.

Bugh!

Once again Bowo smashed Rashid in the face until his nose was spitting out fresh blood.

Bowo clearly did not accept, in front of his eyes, his wife wanted to be slapped. By a man anyway.

"Pa! Huh!" Alya let go of Ayu's embrace, then approached Bowo and held her husband's hand. Let's not beat up Rashid again.

"Wild, Ma. Let him know the taste! I want to slap you!" Bowo tried to let go of his hand.

"Pa, no! Shame....!" Alya almost cried. He looked around him. All eyes were staring at them.

"He's my son, Mas. My real son" Alya replied.

"Oh! So that useless human is your ex-husband?" Bowo stared in disdain at Rashid.

He had already heard a little story about Rashid from Cyntia.

"Let's go home!" Bowo pulled Alya's hand.

"But the fried rice?" ask Alya. Not just the fried rice, but the responsibility of Alya who ordered five and has not paid for it.

Bowo took a hundred thousand from his wallet. Then give it to the fried rice man.

"I paid for it. The fried rice loves the beggar! Poor them hungry!" bowo said glaringly as he looked towards Rashid.

Rashid who heard it, immediately inflamed. He was said to be a beggar in front of many people.

Rashid grabbed his helmet. Then he threw it at Bowo. But missed. The helmet hit Alya's head.

"Aw!" Alya immediately held her head.

"Mr...!" exclaim Ayu.

"Bad!" Bowo ran towards Rashid. And mercilessly again, he beat Rashid to the point of being completely battered.

Alya hugged Ayu again. Ayu also came back crying.

Some of the men who saw it, including the fried rice man, broke them.

Otherwise, Rashid could have died at the hands of a sultry Bowo.

"Mrs....!"

From the car window, a toddler called Alya.

Alya.

"Aldo....!" Alya immediately let go of her embrace to Ayu, and ran over to Aldo.

Ayu just looked at him. He didn't know the toddler. But Ayu heard the boy calling her mom.

"Already, Sir. It's been. He will die" said one of the men who pulled Bowo's hand.

"Let's die! You wanker! How dare it be just like a woman. It's chic!" Bowo spit violently.

Rashid can't see it, just listen. Because Rashid's body was blocked by several people, to protect him from Bowo's attack.

Bowo shook the hands of the two people who were holding him. Then walk to his car.

Near Rashid, Bowo stopped his steps.

"Once again dare to touch my wife, die you!" bowo Ancam.

Bowo walked back to his car. Alya was already in the car with Aldo. Their boy.

"Papa...! Papa what?" aldo asked with his voice.

Bowo did not answer. He just kissed Aldo's cheek at a glance.

"Papa's bought fried rice, honey," said Alya. He tried to be calm in front of Aldo.

And they went home without anyone discussing the matter. Only Aldo's voice continued to blabber with a lisp sound.

Rashid was taken into the tent. The shop owner gave Rashid some water. The others took tissue, to cleanse Rashid's blood.

After the car that took Alya away, Ayu with many questions in her head, entered the tent stall.

Ayu took the tissue given to Rashid. Then painstakingly, Ayu cleans Rashid's wounds. Just like that he was being cleaned by the nurses at the hospital.

No one dared to talk about it. They feared Rashid rampaging and ravaging the tent stall, even though Rashid's condition was battered.

The fried riceman again made the order Alya earlier. After so, he gave it to Ayu.

Five servings of fried rice.

The fried rice man also gave Alya money back to Ayu.

"This is the fried rice. Here's change. Take your father home, yes," the fried rice man told Ayu.

Ayu nodded. Then take Rashid home.

"yeah. We go home yuk," asked Ayu.

Rashid stood up and without saying anything, left the shop.

Rashid took his bike slowly. His face hurt and hurt not a bitch.

The intention of finding debt ended in disaster for him.