My Cold Little Wife

IKYD EPISODE 144

"Ji we're leaving tonight? Sure?"faisal asked who arrived this afternoon. Time shows at 20:00. Enji who wears his warm jacket looks over.

"Yes, tomorrow morning we should be there already," Enji explained smiling.

"Ah, your smile melts me, Ji, will you be my husband?"asked Riri seductively.

Faisal looked annoyed at Riri. Riri even cuek and approached Enji who was ready. Holding his hand and struggling spoiled. 

"Uh you're not ashamed to have a husband?"tanya Enji stroked the top of Riri's head and stole a glance towards Faisal. Faisal's face darkened. Jealous heart. Riri's the candidate, his fiancee. Riri's heart belongs to no other man even if it's Enji.

"No problem. If you're handsome like you, which woman wouldn't? Granny smelly dirt alone would want you, how? Want to be my husband?"riri replied glancing towards Faisal.

"Yes must have the Queen's consent. The King's spouse must be the Queen's mother who chooses, may the Queen have the blessing" Enji replied.

Faisal was hot, quickly pulling Riri's hand in his arms.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Screech upset Riri. His face now clung to Faisal's chest. Faisal's heart leaflet Riri can hear.

She jealous?inner Riri.

"Hey what the fuck are you Sal? My future wife even you hugged me carelessly," Enji annoyed. Just acting.

"Who said she was your future wife? She's my fiancee. The wife-to-be I've been waiting for 20 years" Faisal pulled Riri's hand out of Enji's room. Enji chuckled and shook his head.

"Take it, Riri is Ririmu, sister Karina is my favorite. Brother I'm coming," muttered Enji pulling a mini suitcase filled with his stuff.

Enji exits the room and sees Riri in Faisal's hand prison with his body leaning against the wall. Enji who kepo directly take a position.

"Ri, you remember me, right?"faisal asked slowly full of hope.

"I remember. You're Dr. Enji. I'm not senile," Riri replied firmly.

"Not that, you remember our childhood, right?"ask Faisal.

"I forgot my childhood" replied Riri.

"You don't remember me? Grass ring? Crown grass? Under the maple tree? Anastasyah Riri? I'm your shawl prince, Faisal Wibowo, don't you remember me?"ask sad Faisal.

Riri was silent, staring in the bead of Faisal's sad eyes. Riri had actually regained her memories. Who he really is.

"What's the evidence?"ask Riri. Faisal lowered one hand and opened the necklace pendant on his neck. There is a photo of his childhood with Riri who smiled when he promised together until death separated.

Riri let out her tears. That's really his picture. In front of him his shawl prince, his childhood sweetheart, the ever-present boy in his dreams in a cryptic piece. Riri immediately hugged Faisal tightly. Faisal returned the embrace tightly as well. Shedding the sadness and newness that he craved.

Enji smiled happily. The idea of mischief. 

"Cie, just hug. Don't you want to be queen in my heart? Ah Ri you're a false hope-giver. My heart was broken to pieces. Though you just proposed to me," complained Enji appeared from hiding.

"You!" Pissed Faisal took off his embrace.

"And it was just Ji's acting, you don't know my attitude," Riri replied casually.

"Yes, I'm just a tool to make Faisal jealous" said lazy Enji.

"So that's not true?"ask Faisal. Enji and Riri nodded. Faisal patted his forehead because he was lured with it.

Enji encodes Riri. Enji and Riri's belongings went in the trunk first. Riri nodded.  With Riri and Enji's slow steps close by.

Hap, their hands clutched and immediately ran away towards the car. Faisal was surprised and immediately chased after.

"Enji give me my daughter back" cried Faisal.

"Your daughter is my man and sister. If you want him, take us to the Blue Sword headquarters, face my brother first," said Enji. He drove straight to Faisal's car. Yes Faisal was staying. Especially the car was brought. Damnit. Faisal was annoyed to look at his car away.

Angrily he ordered a taxi online through his phone. Before that, he locked all access to the house. 

Wait, Blue Sword? That's the name of the big mafia. And Enji said it was brother, Riri. Means Enji's younger brother is the leader of the Blue Sword. Jesus, my little princess is in a dark world? Forgive your prince Ri, I failed to take care of you.

In fact, must ask permission of the woman, even he will be notoriously cruel and cold. Faisal Spirit. Your lost love has returned. Show your determination by fighting for you. Riri I'll pick you up with white steel. I am still the old Faisal, waiting for you for twenty years. 

Trings.

Hurry after. You want to be left behind. My prince don't turn into a prince conch. I can't afford to lose you again.

The message from Riri, made Faisal's smile expand. The sound of a taxi made him turn his head and immediately boarded his order taxi.

Okay. Wait for me my daughter.

Faisal smiled meaningfully.

***

Twenty minutes later, Faisal boarded the plane ready to take off. 

Faisal's breath. He looked at Enji with a burning annoyance. Enji just smiled in response to him casually.

"Where is my daughter Riri?"faisal asked who found Riri next to Enji.

"Room, sleep," Enji answered. Faisal mangut's. Grabbing a drink and chugging it up the toilet. Landing his body weight in the plane seat. Exactly at 21:25 the aircraft took off towards country Y. Tomorrow morning new nyampek. So sweet bobo used to be them.

***

Darwis and Joya's reception is over. Now they enter their rooms. Joya's gaze fell on something on the bed. 

"Is this for me?"joya asked, thinking it was from Darwis.

Dervish frowned and shook his head. The prize he has not given. Tomorrow morning or the day after he gave it.

"Maybe from Papa or from a guest and the waiter put it there" said Darwis. Joya took the rectangular-shaped parcel. He checks the shape to guess what it is. While Darwis continued to bathe because his body felt sticky.

Joya tore the wrapper. It was a picture frame containing a painting. Painting is not a photo.

Joya's eyes narrowed at the contents of the painting. The bamboo grove, the woman who was like asking for mercy, there continued to be men holding the mix.

Joya researched further, the background of this painting is similar to his backyard. This woman, her face lowered, the red color on her back painted blood coming out. 

"Mama?"mummy Joya. The painting is very similar to Elsa. And the man who held the whip was.

"Papa?!" Joya was shocked to death. Who painted this painting? Why would you describe her father as cruel to her mother? They were a harmonious family when her mother was alive. Her father loved his family very much. 

That was Joya's thought. Joya fell out of bed and tried to remember what was important when her mother was alive.

"What's honey? Why are you sitting on the floor?"tanya Darwis who just came out of the bathroom with a full dress.

Joya glanced at Darwis and remained silent. Silence does not say only lips that are tightly clenched.

Dervish took the painting lying on the floor. Observe him and draw a faint smile.

Karina, you instantly gave a clue, look what's coming next, Inner Dervish.

"Isn't this your father's painting? Why punish this woman? Wait is this your mother's painting? Was Papa cruel first?"ask Darwis.

Joya remained silent. His mind wandered into the past. As she returns home from a 4-day summer camp, Joya finds her mother with a high fever in Elsa and Reza's room. Reza was outside.

Joya who was panicked and sad to see her mother immediately called the maid to the hospital. A lash wound, Joya was shocked at that. His 8-year-old can only cry. Waiting for the father to come and ask for answers to the questions in his mind.

Your mother was kidnapped by the enemies of my dear father. They were cruel and made your mother like this. Forgive dad. I was investigating who they were. That was Reza's answer.

Why not take him to the hospital? Wait is mom getting worse?

Your mother won't go to the hospital. He was clean and wanted to be treated at home.

Then why did you leave? I don't need a dad?

Dad forced. Your mother forced me to keep working. Dad can what? 

Joya's memories come back from the past. 

"I've got to ask Dad!" Joya immediately stood up, seizing the painting in the hands of Dervish and without changing clothes she headed for her father's room. Dervish followed with his cynical smile.

Knocked on the door and called his father. Reza who was about to fall asleep woke up and with a careless step opened the door. Joya immediately showed me the painting.

"This is what Pa means?"joya asked flatly trying to hold back tears. Reza's eyes instantly opened perfectly. He opened his eyes to see the painting.

The painting I tortured Elsa first? How can it be this perfect? Joya, no. I have to make Joya distrust the painting.

"Son was just a prankster and envious. Want to make us split. Please don't believe me" Reza said.

"But this painting is real. The scratch was made wholeheartedly Pa. Joya can see the pattern of this painting is the same as Mama's painting. Is Mama still alive?" Joya doesn't believe that. 

Elsa? Jeez why I forgot Elsa is a painter, right, her brush strokes are uniquely Elsa. Did Elsa make it out or what?inner Reza.

"Nobody believes in papa. Papa couldn't have done such a thing. It is plagiarism, or our enemy. Dear Papa loves your mother very much. Will not be able to hold this hand up the whip whipping your Mama," said Reza holding Joya's shoulder.

Joya shakes in disbelief. Real hard. But it's true that Joya must investigate this first can only draw conclusions.

"alright. Joya believes. Joya please Papa find out who sent this painting, Joya does not want Mama not calm up there because of this plagiarism," pinta Joya. Reza nodded steadily. Joya stepped back to her room.

"Pa Night," said Darwis. 

"Hm" muttered Reza.