LAILA (The Girl Who Seeked Justice)

Episode 42's. Laila's Statement

"Why can't I stop thinking about Oemar Barraq El Khasif? Come, La. Stop that...! It's enough you've hoped for something completely impossible. Stop that...! Go, Barraq...!" inner Laila.

"What about your mission, Tar?" wijoyo said just before sipping a warm tea from his porcelain cup.

"Ready, Ndan. The mission went well. And unexpectedly clean. It's even too clean." said Attar.

Wijoyo. His mind was centered on Attar's speech just now.

"I know he's a clean man. I just want to make sure the man my daughter loves is worthy. Emran.but I'm really sorry, no matter how clean your boy is I can't wait any longer. My son's fate is really at stake." Inner Wijoyo.

"Well...Then I went inside. There's a file to check. You guys continue talking..."

"Ready, Ndan.." said Attar.

The man who was impressed was always on standby so excited. His face was so bright. Because according to him he will be able to freely talk to the girl he secretly loves since the smell of kencur.

Meanwhile, hearing Wijoyo Laila's words was silent. Thin lips blushed it, only revealing a slight smile. Nothing more, nothing less. Laila was convinced, the only thing Wijoyo did was as a delinquent.

Then after Wijoyo, Laila and Attar remained in silent mode. The two men suddenly became poor, he said. Only the tail of his eyes would occasionally steal a glance.

"Why am I being this angry? Lord, help me.." Inner Laila.

"Why am I being this angry? Lord, help me.." Inner Attar.

"I.." said Attar choked.

If there is a barrier in the esophagus, Attar urung open the sound. All of a sudden, Laila raised her face and looked at him.

"Did Attar want to charge me for my answer?"

"Ah, yes. But if you don't have an answer, I'll understand" Attar said.

"No. Laila already has the answer..."

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Attar's heart beat stopped. His blood also rippled. Whether what will happen in the next split second is still a mystery to Attar.

"Really...?" attar said suddenly rattled.

This time Attar was angry. Not even the sound of a bullet could make him wry. But this time, it was different. There was worry that was stirring his soul.

"Ah, fuck...! Why am I so nervous?" inner Attar.

"Sorry to the heart. I had to lie to you. What I'm gonna do, it might hurt you. But I still have to do. Be strong, heart.." Laila's mind.

There was a sad ripple that began to wash Laila's heart. He knows who really owns his heart. Then with a bit of hesitation, Laila started he said.

"I don't reject big brother." said Laila slowly.

He said he sounded very careful. Laila was worried about being wrong in the choice of words to convey the heart's intent.

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"Truly, Laila Tidka refused sister. Moreover, big brother is kind and willing to accept Laila as she is. But..."

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Attar's heart suddenly rippled. Said Laila again successfully stirring up her feelings. The high-ranking officer stared fixedly at Laila's face which was partially covered in black cloth. He was so worried about Laila's last words just now.

"Sister, Laila asked for time until Laila's surgery was successful. Lala does not want to accompany her brother with this condition. Is sister willing to wait...?" laila.

Attar breathed a sigh of relief. Concerns instantly evaporated like a blown wind. Attar stared at Laila. There is a growing feeling. A hope began to adorn his originally lame heart.

"I will always be there for you. Like when we were kids" Attar said.

A smile also rose from the corner of the tall and sturdy man. His heart was cheering with excitement at Laila's statement just now.

"Thank you, sister." said Laila.

I don't know why his heart so drizzled after giving an answer to Attar's statement some time ago. Laila's gaze was kept on the tip of her foot. While his fingers were busy twisting the tip of the black veil dangling into his lap.

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At about the same time in a different place. Barraq is driving a silver sports car at high speed. The pace is racing with a heart beat that is getting hammered. There was a hope that was floating in his heart, shortly after reading a message about the whereabouts of the Laila family.

It turned out that it was easy for an Oemar Barraq El Khasif to discover the whereabouts of the Laila family. It was as easy as flipping a palm as it seemed. The proof within one day, the security team managed to find the address of the residence of the family Wijoyo Hadiningrat, family of Laila Ratri Hadiningrat.

Barraq's eagle eyes look carefully at a row of high-fenced houses that he passed through. Across the street from one of the houses, Barraq stopped his car. Barraq's eyes returned to the address on his phone screen.

"Great City number one.." murmured Barraq to match with the house opposite him.

Barraq's heart rippled as the high gate opened. And what makes Barraq gasp even more is when a black car comes out. Barraq's eyes are flailing. His gaze was so sharp looking at the speed of the car that was not yet fast. A single look of face loomed on the window of the car. And again it made Barraq gasp.

"Attar....?!" Barraq.

Instantly there was a curiosity and also a bit of annoyance that roiled his heart. Barraq's eyes really can't be separated from the black car that Attar just passed. After disappearing at the end of the street, Barraq refocused his attention on the two-story house across the street.

"Why did Attar get out of the Wijoyo Hadiningrat family home? What relation? And why did Attar tell me anything about the Wijoyo family, when he knew him? Ah, fuck....!" Barraq.

A few questions ran through his mind. He was really curious about Attar's polah. Then Barraq drove his car slowly until it was right in front of the family home of Wijoyo Hadiningrat. The handsome man was seen talking for a moment with security. Apparently Barraq was scraping information about the owner of the house. It didn't take long, Barraq got the information he needed. But what makes him surprised is the fact that Laila did not die during the events on the Acacia road some time ago. Laila Ratri Hadiningrat is alive.

Either the cheer of Sorai or the anger that was occupying his tribe when information about the girl he loved dropped by his ears clearly. Barraq's tongue is a hoax.

"Yes, God. Whatisthis? What the hell's going on? I should how?" batin Barraq gamang's.

Then Barraq turned the body and returned to his luxurious car. For a moment he looked back at the pretty magnificent house in front of him. Barraq was shocked as his gaze blended on the figure standing on the balcony. Part of his face was covered in a black veil.

Barraq's memory wanders. His memory goes back to the girl he almost met in the world of El Khasif Hospital a few days ago.

"That girl was in the hospital at the time. Yeah, I remember. Why is he here? Is that Laila?Ah, fuck....!" inner Barraq.

Eyes closed. There was regret that occupied his heart.

"Yes, my God." said Barraq.

His hands clenched and hit the wheel.