Marriage Contract Letter

Heavy competition

"I'm sorry it's easy, it's so easy. But can you give back the sanctity you once took? lips are easy to say sorry but my heart, my condition is not that simple." Ms. Rosa shook her head. Her tears spilled over her face.

"Sa-me .. I am willing to account for my actions in the past," he said slowly.

The eyes of the Missal are wide-eyed. Glared perfectly, not expecting to say Mulyadi just now. A sentence that made him crumble. He shook his head and made his lips locked, his gaze so intense to see Mr. Mulyadi who looked down deeply.

The man deeply regretted the events that had destroyed the lives of others. A long sigh adorned the silence of the moment.

"Go. Go ... I don't want to see you again and never show myself in front of me. I've had enough trouble forgetting the past and casting a shadow of it. Now go, go!" yelled, Mom, pointing towards the door.

Mr. Mulyadi was surprised and looked at the glaring Rosa maam and pointed at the exit. Swallowed her saliva that was stuck in the throat. And his chest feels tight.

Jodi who was observing from afar was no less surprised and immediately ran over to the two of them. "Sorry what's wrong? Mom, Dad. Seeing the two alternating.

Miss Rosa turned her face in another direction. With a heart that hurt before he did not expect that Jodi is the son of a person who has ruined his life.

"Bring your father from here, I don't want to see him again." Ms. Rosa's voice tried slowly without looking back.

"Separ Ma'am, okay I won't ask why I listened enough earlier. Just .. I as the son of my father. Obviously I apologize profusely, please humility Mother who 0aling greetings to open my heart or forgive my father's mistakes," said Jodi with all humility.

Miss Rosa. Not budging to hear the words of Jodi, until this moment he could not take it for granted.

Mr. Mulyadi and Jodi directed their gazes at the silent Rosa maam of a thousand languages.

"That's it, Son Jodi. I'm busy and I don't have time to sit here, please respect Mom's decision." In the end Miss Rosa made a soft voice but still threw her face away from Mr. Mulyadi. Occasionally rubbed his wet cheeks.

Jodi took a long breath. "Okay ma'am, we appreciate Mom's decision. I hope you don't hate both of us. We go home first. Assalamu'alaikum."

Jodi stood up and took her father home immediately. He took Mr. Mulyadi walking to his car.

"Wa'alaikum salutations." Mumbled Miss Rosa. Seeing the departure of Mulyadi and Jodi, hik hik hik. He cried again until he sobbed back.

Mr. Mulyadi continued to step up with a disappointed heart. Injured by the wounds he made himself, Sesal now haunts an empty soul.

His gaze was empty and the steps became floating without retracing. All the words of Ms. Rosa kept ringing in her ears to the point that her head felt dizzy eyes were reduced. His body suddenly squeezed as if he did not remind himself, fortunately Mr. Mulyadi's butt was stuck in the car seat.

Brug!

Jodi closed the car door and then he rode his car directly behind the wheel and did not waste time moving forward at medium speed. But how surprised Jodi when glancing at the father who did not wear a seatbelt and lean irregular.

Jodi pulled the car over and stopped by the side of the road. "Well, Dad." Jodi patted the father on the cheek, and cold sweat soaked his temple and did not respond to Jodi's call. He continued to pat and call, after believing that the father was unconscious of course Jodi felt panicked but he continued to try to calm down. Then re-apply his car but this time with the purpose of the hospital. Checking Mr. Mulyadi's health at this time.

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The car in Ibra and Zayn also Irfan is still looking for the whereabouts of Laras and others. So that finally the car found a tall building but the power was not used.

"Related here? search Ibra. His heart was so worried or anxious. The existence of his family.

"Related." Irfan nodded.

Zayn looked at the two in turn. Then the three of them got out of the car a little sneak into the building. Sure enough the car that was carrying Laras and the others was there lined up with other cars.

The three kept coming in, of course, continued to be vigilant. This building is deserted and a building that seems to have been unused again is seen from the lack of care. It's an empty building.

The three looked at each other with breaths rising and descending. The panic that sneaks into the heart is increasing with no results in search.

"There are still a few more floors, the point they are at" whispered Irfan.

"Come, hurry ... We have to find them immediately," replied Ibra already can't wait to meet them. Zayn.

They continued walking, swinging their wide strides and rushing in search of the whereabouts of Laras and the others.

"Heh. What do you want?" two people blocked his third step.

Irfan immediately attacked with kicks and punches. One against two. Ibra and Zayn continued to advance. Up on the floor in a split, they were together again with Irfan who with a rough sigh.

From a fairly large place there was a person who happily clapped.

Prok!

Prok!

Prok!

"Welcome to the place that will be the history of the end of your story. Ha ha ha .." said from a man who was quite old but still looks handsome.

How surprised Ibra and Zayn were to see the man. He is Ibra's rival in business and arguably his toughest rival. "What do you mean bring my family, where are they you hiding?" screeched Ibra with bulging eyes and aunt shaking. His face looks angry.

"Ha ha ha .. What do you do? I don't know ha ha ha ...."

"I'm not cool." Pekik Ibra again.

"Prophe Boss. Do not get angry first. This guy's not alone." Irfan.

Then their beads found a young man approaching the old man. Ruswan revealed his cynical smile.

Ibra, Zayn and Irfan were astonished. Isn't Ruswan in jail? why is it suddenly here.

"Ha ha ha .. You must be surprised! why am I here? Easy, just give a signal okay. I easily went in and out of jail. Nothing is difficult for me" Ruswan said proudly.

"Darling? where are you!" scream Ibra. "Mr ... Mama?" call Ibra. His voice echoed throughout the building.

"Freely you called them. They are dead and soon you will accept your destruction" said the elderly gentleman who liked to be called Mr. El.

Looking at Ibra's very serious facial expression. "Ha ha ha, hope you know too, if your wife has enjoyed until satisfied .." he admitted Ruswan heated up Ibra's heart which really began to burn with anger.

Ibra hit Ruswan's chest and kicked Ruswan's core. Ibra's heart really burned with the words Ruswan just now decorated with fire.

No doubt Ruswan fell to the floor holding his weapon that hit Ibra's leg. Ibra was not satisfied to see Ruswan fall in pain, he even blindly kicked Ruswan until finally Ruswan saved by his men ....

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