
His eyes were round, with a gaze that was difficult to decipher.
A successful clapping made Cairo wake up from its shock, and turn its gaze towards the direction of the sound.
"Finally, you came and took your own life here in Cairo" a sharp, murderous gaze pointed at Cairo.
Cairo did not budge, its sharp gaze glaring as if it could not cover its anger. Cairo was so convinced, that the person who was dealing with him right now was Hardi.
While the Cairo men outside, who numbered only 18 after the shooting, now they have been surrounded by Hardi's men.
"What are you doing to him" Cairo opened his voice, sounding bitter but still able to control.
"Don't you know you still care about him?" Hardi glanced at Cairo with a mocking look.
"Don't say much Hardi, let go of the woman. He doesn't know anything" Cairo still speaks with its distinctive style and still remains calm.
"Haha, great, great, you know my name" Hardi laughed.
"Give Alira first, then after that I will release this woman" Hardi continued trying to negotiate with his sneaky smile.
"Don't dream of Hardi" Cairo stared intently at Hardi.
"Because of that dream I want to make it come true" Hardi replied with a sneaky smile.
"Conscious Hardi, Alira is my wife. You don't deserve Alira" replied Cairo.
"Worthy or inappropriate, I still want Alira" Hardi said.
"Look, you just give Alira to me then I will release you with your brother and your men who are out there" continued Hardi again.
"Don't dream of Hardi, until whenever I won't let you take Alira from me" Cairo replied.
"If you're stubborn, then I'll take it myself"
"You are a man with no conscience, it is fitting that your late wife abandoned you and went away from you. You don't even deserve to be called a father by your son" Cairo said.
Hardi rounded his eyes, looking at Cairo sharply but questioningly.
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Hardi's heart rhythm seemed to stop beating after hearing the words Cairo.
"How did Cairo know that I was married? And what does she mean by the name of my late wife" Inner Hardi.
"What do you mean?" Ask Hardi.
"Sure you don't know?" Cairo's words hang, making Hardi more curious and want to know exactly what Cairo is talking about.
"The wife you once loved died 5 years ago, and your son died a few days ago and it was your hand that killed him" Cairo replied.
"Don't make Cairo bullshit, since when I killed my own son, I haven't even met him" Hardi replied in disbelief.
"I'm not lying to you if you can't believe just look at these pictures. Isn't that a picture of you and your wife" said Cairo trying to convince Hardi by showing a photo of his memories while he was with his wife.
Hardi looked at the photo from a distance, with sparkling eyes.
"Don't try to play me Cairo" Hardi put his gun in front of Cairo.
"Just give up Hardi, there have been many mistakes that you have made. Do I need to mention the mistakes you made. Leave yourself to the authorities" replied Cairo with a faint smile. Even the gun that Hardi was holding did not make Cairo bitter or afraid.
"You know Tiara?" Ask Cairo.
"Ehh, no. Call it Melisa. Yes, she's Melisa. Do you know him? Didn't you kill him? Hmmm, it is unfortunate not" continued Cairo.
Hardi scrunched up his forehead not understanding.
"Quite Cairo, don't make any more nonsense. I'll kill you here" Hardi said furiously.
"Wait, wait, wait" Cairo tried to calm Hardi down again.
"Don't you want to listen to my story further?" Ask Cairo a little with a faint smile.
Not getting an answer from Hardi, Cairo immediately spoke.
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