Loving Another Woman's Husband

CHAPTER 70

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I heard a phone call on Mas Ryan's phone. His legs have been rocking ever since, indicating he is agitated.

Nor did he get an answer from the connection across there.

Until finally there was a voice of a man, "Hallo".

"Hallo Dim, how is it? Have you met the owner of the house?" ask Ryan with full hope.

"Mas, it turns out true Dita had rented the house. He used to live there for four months and kept moving" Dimas explained across the phone.

"Where's Dim moving? No info?" ask again.

"The homeowner does not know Mas, Dita said to move only. Then the rest of his tenure was given to the person who now lives in the house", explained Dimas again.

"Eh but Mas, said the one who owned the house was entrusted the keys to his house to a man. It was also the man who brought the man who lives in the house now" Dimas continued.

"Male?" tanyanya. There was something hot suddenly appearing within his chest, as if there was a burning feeling.

"Yes, man. Fortunately the homeowner still kept the man's phone number" Dimas explained.

Ryan's face changed a little. His eyes shone with hope. Although only a speck of hope, but he was happy because there was a clue.

"Dim, how about I go straight to Jogja just meet that guy?" ask Ryan excitedly.

"You try to contact the person first Mas, if possible, you can go to meet the person" said Dimas gave advice.

"True, please immediately send me the number. I'll call him soon. Oh yes, if there is any information immediately contact me Dim" replied Mas Ryan who agreed to Dimas' advice.

"OK, Mum. Ready" said Dimas, pressing the red button on his phone.

Ryan who had not been able to stay still looked more agitated. No incoming messages from Dimas.

He was seen pacing back and forth in his room. Occasionally sitting, then standing, soon playing with the world ball located on his desk. Until finally the phone clinks because a notification came in.

A row of numbers sent by Dimas. Without waiting for long, he made a call to the number.

Sound connected but there is no answer until the voice of the operator who explained that the number did not answer.

Try again, again connect. But still not getting an answer.

He began to sweat because of the heartbeat that had been increasingly jittery. On his forehead while trying to make a call. It still seems there is no answer. He looked weak because it had just come hope but now it was like playing tricks on him. Suddenly an answer came from a man across the phone, "Yes, Hello".

"Yes, Hello" he said in flames.

"Who is this?" ask the man who is none other than Doctor Aldy.

"Hmm, sorry to interrupt. I'm Ryan. I got this phone number from the owner of the house that Dita occupied some time ago" he explained as an introduction.

Hearing Dita's name called, Dr. Aldy immediately put the ears carefully.

"Yes, what's the need?" ask Doctor Aldy briefly.

"I've been looking for Dita's whereabouts all along. Can you give me some information, where is Dita now?" ask him politely.

"Are you ready, Dita?" ask Dr. Aldy to be curious.

"I am the father of the child who was born" he said with certainty.

Doctor Aldy was silent, he just found out that Dita had run away and disappeared from a person who seemed to be her ex-husband.

"I'm sorry, I'm not authorized to provide any information" he said aloud. He did not want Dita to come back to the person who seemed to have hurt her so much.

"Please, I beg you. I need information about Dita's whereabouts. You are my only hope, please help me" said Mas Ryan pleading with teary eyes.

Doctor Aldy was moved to hear the unknown man pleading with him, "We are not in Jogja. Now Dita has been living happily, she has given birth about a month ago. She gave birth to a perfectly healthy baby boy whom she named Xander, Alexander".

Mas Ryan's legs immediately limp, his knees as if unable to support his body. His tears poured out profusely imagining Dita struggling to give birth to her child alone without her by his side.

"Where are they now?" he asked while holding back sobs.

"Sorry, that's all I can give you. I cannot interfere more deeply in the affairs of others" replied Dr. Aldy.

'click'

Doctor Aldy cut off the phone.

Mas Ryan pressed his phone back but entered a message from Doctor Aldy, which contained a photo of a baby boy. Adorable looking baby boy with white skin and reddish cheeks.

Back on the dial, the number then called. But not connected. The try again remains unconnected.

Apparently the number was blocked by Doctor Aldy after sending the photo.

He saw the photo of his son, in the elus of his reddish cheeks. "Alexander my son" he said softly.

The hot liquid had urged to continue to come out from the tip of his eyes. On the deck of the photo of his son while closing his eyes.