
Jasmin sits back on the sofa, asking why Dimitri kept a worn-out newspaper about his father's accident. Until long enough Jasmin pensively heard the sound of the door of the room open. Dimitri returned with fresh strawberries.
“Am I taking too long?” approaching Jasmin who was still sitting with his worried face. Jasmin shakes.“Here's to you,” gave the strawberry to Jasmin.
“Thank you,” Jasmin smiled knot.
“What's wrong?” Dimitri sat next to Jasmin who still looked worried.
“About newspapers, why is there an old newspaper about my father's accident at your desk?”
Dimitri was suddenly nervous, he forgot to hide the newspaper, he was momentarily silent, did not know to say ap“Oh, I did like to keep a newspaper old newspaper, I happened to find a newspaper that contains about your father, I did not know,” Dimitri gives reasons. Jasmin was only speechless still with his gloomy face.“Don't you believe it?”
Jasmin shakes.“I believe,” Dimitri breathed the fight, his wife was quite easy to lie.“But.. may I ask you for help?” Jasmin sharpened his words.
“Ask what please?” Dimitri frowned.
“Many say the rich can do anything with the money, can you help me uncover my father's death?” pinta Jasmin though Arkan firmly said that if Antony's family was the mastermind of his father's death, Jasmin did not believe him in the least.
Dimitri was stunned, looking at Jasmin's face that looked groggy.“You want to help me?” pinta Jasmin is back.
“I can't promise, but I will do my best for you,”
Jasmin smiled, although Dimitri's answer was not clear enough.
“Sekaranng eat,” Dimitri feed strawberry fruit that he had bought to his wife.
***
"Jasmin, can you meet me at the city park this afternoon?" write Arkan in his message.
Jasmin was there for a moment to read the message."I have to meet him," muttered who immediately rushed towards the cafe.
Soon Jasmin saw Arkan waiting there.
"I don't think you're coming" said Arkan, who ordered a meal after Jasmin sat down.
"What do you want to talk about?"
"What else but my request the other day, help me figure out who our father's killer is." Arkan pressed his voice.
"How can I help you, what should I do? I don't understand."
"Find the evidence at Mr. Anthony's extended family home" Arkan ordered.
"Arkan, why are you so sure that he did it?"
Arkan smiled wryly at Jasmin's words."Because only he can explain about this photo! and I'm sure he knows the cause of Dad's death!!"
"Jasmin, you son-in-law, surely you have greater access to his house, go and look for evidence in his study" Arkan continued in a slightly emotional tone.
"I've asked Dimitri for help to solve this case" Jasmin said in a soft tone.
BRAAAKH.
Arkan hit the table hard in front of him making Jasmin telephoto in shock and the visitors there noticed them.
"What did you say? you asked Dimitri for help?" ask him in a mocking tone.
Jasmin nodded slowly.
"Have you forgotten they were one blood? if it's your favorite in-laws, you're sure Dimitri can drag her to jail?" Arkan brought his face closer with a gaze full of anger over Jasmin's actions which he thought was ridiculous.
"I'm sure Mr. Anthony wasn't the culprit" Jasmin bowed his head.
Arkan sighed and tried to regulate his emotions.
"I don't need your help anymore, I'll kill or drag him to jail with my hands." whispered Arkan who immediately got up from his seat and left Jasmin.
Jasmin held onto her chest that had been thumping fiercely looking at Arkan's expression which was extremely frightening for her, no longer the gentle Arkan as it used to be, she was very different in Jasmin's eyes at the moment.
***
At night Dimitri went home and went into his room.
"Hand, I've prepared warm water for you" said Jasmin, who saw Dimitri just entering his room.
"I took a shower first" Dimitri rushed to clean his body that night.
After finishing Dimitri approached Jasmin who was sitting on the bed with his worried face.
"Why your face? are you sick?" ask her with a worried tone.
"What mean?"
"Are you really going to keep your word, to help me find the culprit who hit my father?" jasmin asked who always remembered Arkan's words that day.
Dimitri.
"Are you really going to keep your promise?" Jasmin asked again with hopeful eyes.
"I never promised anyone, I'd do my best, sleep it's night." said Dimitri who rubbed Jasmin's hair slowly and went out of the room.
"I believe you'll help me." Jasmin.
***
"You're gonna do it today?" dimitri asked Alex his personal assistant that morning in his office by phone.
"Yes sir, I will do it today."
"Well, have you checked the situation there?"
"Already, everything is safe,"
"Good, be careful." Dimitri hung up.
"You guys ready?" alex asked the two men sitting in the back seat of his car.
"Every master" they answered simultaneously.
"Good, I turned off all the cctv in the house, be careful.
They got out of the car and walked slowly to the main door of the magnificent house.
"Who are you?" ask a man with a well-built body who is standing there.
"We're cleaning service, Mr. Anthony assigned us to clean his study today,"
The burly man called someone to ask the truth of the two men before him.
"Alright, please come in, I'll drop you off,"
The two men smiled faintly after finishing the actual cleaning service and his words were believed.
"This is the room, clean it, don't take any CCTV monitoring you."threaten the burly man.
They both nodded and entered the room and searched for something there. Soon they both got out and got back in the car.
"You found what?" alex asked as they got into the car.
"We found this," Enlightened a CCTV hard drive.
"CCTV recordings?"
They nodded.
"Good work," handed them enough money.
Alex rushes to Dimitri's office.
"It's over?" dimitri asked as soon as Alex knocked on the door and showed his face.
"Already sir, they found this," handed the item to Dimitri.
Dimitri smiled faintly."Cctv tape?"
Dimitri immediately played the recording on his laptop and was shocked to see the contents of the recording were CCTVs in the city park. It was clearly visible there that the luxury car that shot at high speed deliberately hit the city's janitor's man and the woman there.
"Here, Jasmin's father?" he said in a tone of disbelief.
"Yes, sir, it's Miss Jasmin's father and the man in the car must be a great master." Alex said. Dimitri made clear the faces of the people there.
"Truely he's papa." muramya.
Dimitri squinted his eyes at the female victim there and made it clear.
"Who is this woman? is he a victim too? I think I've seen his face?" the bath while remembering something.
"That woman, isn't her Arkan mother the one I've seen in the hospital?" muttered Dimitri who was increasingly surprised by everything he saw that day.