Married Three Breeding Widow

part 20's

Since landing in India, Abhimanyu has not rested. He directly monitors the search either through a computer or from a field search. Zayn says he's in India but India is wide. He also did not leave any traces other than the video information so it took time to ascertain where Nabila was actually located.

Between the tense atmosphere and the quick typing sound of ten people at once, an alarm suddenly sounded. Abirama's voice was heard through the intercom.

"Report, sir," he said as a subordinate in general. "There's a message from point H for you. The voice I sent from here."

"Yes." Yeah." Abhimanyu answered only briefly. Waiting until a voice suddenly sounded throughout the room.

That's not Abirama's voice.

"I'm Ravana."

Abhimanyu frowned and Olivia immediately turned to him. They were both clearly surprised to hear the fluent Indonesian accent of someone whose name they had never heard.

"Rahwana? You're from the Anti-Mahardic faction?" ask Abhimanyu's subordinate who was with the stranger while recording it.

"Anti-mahardic faction? Hah, if I was born more flat, I think I joined the number of Mahardika. By the way, I'm a fan. I hope to see Lady Rose."

"The sound is young" said Olivia, listening carefully while analyzing. "From the tone of voice, the team at point H is again tense while Ravana is relaxed. It's very likely that FAM is laying siege there."

Abhimanyu nodded, agreeing to that conclusion when suddenly Ravana's voice came back.

"I want to see Abhimanyu."

If he knows Abhimanyu's name, it's clear he's Zayn's. Olivia has been trying hard to find all the identity of the team from Zayn but it turns out there are still others.

"What do you want to see Mr Abhimanyu?" ask the Abhimanyu team representative again, in the tape.

"Hm? Why ya? Hold me accountable because she made my sister kill herself—"

What's?!

"—or maybe a coffee while talking in-laws-in-law?"

Abhimanyu held his breath. What is that young man talking about? Her brother killed himself .. He meant Sakura?

"Sakura shouldn't have any ado!" Olivia was flinched.

But it can't continue because Ravana is still talking.

"It looks like Om—or maybe Papa-in-Law? I think Papa-in-Law is ready to make trouble here. Well, although it must be helped by Narendra's power, ten years is enough time to make India want to get along with Mahardika's heir. I think as long as there are not too many victims, the government is not too much of a problem with you here. Sampe is allowed to bring two fighter jets."

What is he really disrespecting? AND WHAT DOES PAPA-IN-LAW MEAN?!

"He's not careless" murmured Olivia. "What you know about Narendra's relationship with Mahardika now is just a little. The public should still think we're in a power war. If he knows it means ...."

He's monitoring politics from a shitty angle.

"If I don't have a problem, Papa-in-law wants to fall a bomb. The victim was a thousand I didn't care. But well, I'm good again, so what if we solve our problems 'family' aja, Papa-in-law?"

Olivia's team finally managed to track down and on the screen was clearly emblazoned a video of a young man in traditional Indian clothes looking up at the midnight sky, smiling with his eyes closed.

Olivia and Abhimanyu were both stunned to see the young man's face.

It was exactly like the smile of the cute woman that Abhimanyu had broken until she left a turbulent grudge.

"Sakura" Abhimanyu shrieked in fear.

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"Rahwana why haven't you returned?!" Elis moved restlessly here and there while trying to continue to contact his only child.

She left early in the morning, not saying where to go but saying that she might be a long time so don't look for her. Ravana usually comes home no later than seven in the evening, but it's almost twelve in the evening.

"Zayn, can't you tell Ravana's nyariin? Aunt's worried!"

"Tante, Aunt's son is not a child, nor is he a woman. He must be pa-pa."

"Auntie's worried, Zayn! At least he should have picked up the phone!"

Zayn frowned in annoyance. Secretly, Zayn also hopes to know and clearly he has asked Rin to track Ravana.

That damn kid who after he grew up forgot that role, what problem was he planning to have? Zayn knew he was leaving for Nabila's business and Abhimanyu's arrival. Butwhat?

That brat? Zayn believed that he drowned in the river rather than being caught by the Abhimanyu people. After all, the search team for Abhimanyu has not come close to this city.

"Auntie is calm. Ravana is fine."

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"You want to cheat me?" Abhimanyu did not use the wait to approach the post point H where the young man named Ravana was waiting.

He was completely relaxed even though heavily armed people surrounded him. It was as if he felt his life was a thousand so missing a single one was no problem.

But maybe it was because of his face. Almost the same as Kisa used to have her face made similar to Juwita so that Abhimanyu did not hurt her.

"It's rough, Papa-in-law. Was it my face-face operation?"

Abhimanyu frowned deeply. No. gabe. Abhimanyu could see that was indeed his natural face.

"So you're Sakura's brother? Her cousin?"

"Birth ad."

Ravana removed the bandage on her index finger, revealing a small fresh cut. He casually poked at the end of the table, leaving his blood there.

"Please. You guys must have brought the tools for this test, right? Om Zayn fears foreign women whose faces are made to look like mute."

"Mute?!" Abhimanyu kicked the table. Making someone who wants to take the blood of Ravana so doubtful. "YOU CALLED MY SON MUTE?!"

"Because he is mute" replied Ravana seriously.

"MY SON IS NOT MUTE! DON'T TALK ABOUT YOU!"

"Abimanyu." Olivia restrains her shoulders, reminding Abhimanyu that she should calm down. It could be just an emotional game from Ravana. "So, Ravana, why do you call Abhimanyu papa-in-law? You mean what?"

"What does it mean? I mean yes I'm the same husband-wife mute."

The table that bound them was suddenly thrown and now Ravana's neck was suffocated by Abhimanyu's hand.

"YOU WHATIN MY SON?! YOU WANT A VENGEANCE BALES?! IF YOUR PROBLEM IS WITH ME, FIND ME! MAKE TROUBLE FOR ME! DON'T BE A COWARD WHO DARE TO BE BEHIND ME!"

"It looks like Papa-in-Law is wrong—"

"MY SON IS NOT YOUR WIFE!"

"My wife's wife's silence" said Ravana, not caring how strong Abhimanyu's strangulation was. "Bisu—enggak, Nabila my wife, Abhimanyu."

Abhimanyu was too hot. The young man's body was raised with only one hand, before his other hand sent a violent blow.

The punch was too loud until Ravana was thrown into the tree trunk, making him appear grimacing.

But Abhimanyu is not finished. The young man grabbed his collar and hit him in the face again. Of course there's nothing to stop. They were all trembling at the anger of their commander who had probably been holding it all back since the past ten years.

It's just ....

"Sick," murmured Ravana calmly, blood was pouring out. Abhimanyu's punch had stopped even though he still looked like he wanted to.

"Reverse my son!" abhimanyu.

Ravana just laughed a little. "Smute," he whispered. "Is this pain a well?"

"DON'T SAY MUCH AND TURN MY SON AROUND!"

"You have lost to Zayn since Mute was born, Abhimanyu." Ravana tried to move even though his neck was immediately strangled. "But that's the second thing. What is the first thing that really makes you lose?"

"Your mouth may tear first before telling me."

"Yes," Ravana smiled, "my first birth is the first time you lose."

The painful blow after that should be felt Ravana as a payment from his talk.

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