My Destiny is with you

Episode 56: Trailing Anjani

As a friend, of course Isabel was also worried about the escape of Anjani from home. Moreover, his best friend is in a condition of large pregnancy and soon will give birth. Riko and Marisa are soon contacted, but they are both unaware of Anjani's whereabouts.

"Anjani, where are you, anyway? I didn't say it to me." Isabel pacing the door of her brother's office.

"This is Brother Bas why not go back and forth too, anyway! I want to know about Anjani." Isabel is upset by herself in front of Bastian's office.

"Bel, want to find Bastian?" ask an employee who happened to be passing by.

"Yes, Sir. There's a need." Isabel looked polite.

"Bastian's permission to get out of there. There's a need to say. All roads ntar afternoon meet the client. So the same Mr. Boss is allowed to."

"Ooh. Yaudah, yes. Thanks for the info, sir."

Isabel returned with a lethargic step. He didn't want to have to wait. His position that was still in the apprentice place made it difficult for him to get out, let alone no Bastian. As a result, Isabel will continue the movement during the lunch break and when she finishes her internship.

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Bastian has filled his tank. Quickly rushed to the location that the taxi driver was told was none other than his acquaintance. Bastian is worried about Anjani. Therefore, he advised the taxi driver to find a safe follow-up vehicle for Anjani.

"Husen, which way is he going?" Once at the location, Bastian immediately hunted the taxi driver with a question.

"It looks like it's getting out of town, Bas. I've already found the bus. I also have a kernet for a comfortable seat. Hold on, I'll call the kernet."

Bastian is patiently waiting. Not so long ago, Bastian also received information on bus tickets booked by Anjani. It's really heading out of town, and Bastian can't possibly chase it with his butut bike.

"Husen, can you take me today? I booked your taxi." Bastian meant.

"Judek. Comeing! Let's just pack my brother's car, yeah. You see, this taxi has people" explained Husen, the taxi driver.

"Which one you want to wear. Anyway anterin I chased the girl earlier. Here, I pay half first. The other half is when I'm paying, yeah." Bastian took out several hundred bills.

"okay, deh. No problem. The important thing is to get paid. Wait here, yeah."

Bastian's face is bright. He was really impatient until Anjani could be overtaken. And ... drove the car that Bastian and Husen drove. Really heading out of town. The bus that Anjani boarded could even be overtaken as well.

"Sen-san. Go to the right. I want to see that girl. Slow down," pinta Bastian.

"Okay, ready!"

The car that Husen was driving took the right side slowly. As if to overtake the bus, but not done. Once there is another vehicle, the car slows down and then takes the left side behind the bus. When the road is quiet again, the rhythm of the speed of the car is repeated. That's when Bastian can see clearly the figure of Anjani.

"Anjani," said Bastian softly.

Anjani was sitting quietly while looking out at the street. Silent, and without a smile. Occasionally Bastian even saw Anjani rubbing the cheeks and corners of the eyes. Signs of clear lips have contributed to voicing the taste in the chest.

Bastian can't see it. It felt like being next to Anjani, accompanying and comforting her. But what is power. Bastian is nobody. Not a lover, especially her husband.

"But I know Anjani, and Anjani knows me. I can help him on behalf of a friend." Inner Bastian.

Bastian kept watching Anjani. Slowly, his smile grew. Currently Bastian is watching Anjani chat with the prospective baby in the womb. Bastian saw Anjani rubbing her big belly, while occasionally putting a smile on her face.

"Keep smiling like that, Anjani. You deserve to be happy" Bastian said with a smile of his own.

"Eh, Bas!" Husen, the taxi driver patted Bastian on the shoulder.

"Hm, what?" Bastian asked without distracting from Anjani.

"Whose girl, anyway?" Husen had just asked.

"My friend."

"Why him? KDRT victims, huh?" guess Husen.

Bastian turned to Husen.

"Just misunderstood. This is me trying to persuade him to go home."

"Oh."

Bastian was silent for a moment. Be immediately aware of the situation.

"Sen, keep this a secret!" pinta Bastian to Husen.

"He? I mean I can't tell you if you want to nolongin tuh chick? Why emang?"

"He's a big pregnant. I wanted to persuade her slowly without making her feel depressed. If not, I want to let him feel comfortable first where he wants."

"Hiii. Shake up, Bas! Thou shalt. It's up to you!"

Bastian smiles. After that, no more meaningful conversations. Until a few hours later, Bastian and Husen almost arrived at the terminal.

"Sen, quickly contact your kernet acquaintance. Help the girl get off the bus, get the vehicle!" Bastian was quick to think of further action.

"okay-okay. Patience. You're calm too, dong Bas!"

"Yes, it's me calm."

Bastian deg-degan's. It is the worry that causes.

"Th-it's down." Bastian until stamped.

"Hey-hey. Relax, Bas. That's the kernet bus help him find the vehicle. Uh-uh. I wanted a motorcycle motorcycle project. Not really." Husen took the phone, then called the kernet bus his acquaintance.

Actually Bastian is impatient. It felt like he wanted to get out of the car and immediately gave Anjani a ride. But that's not what Bastian can do. Bastian is sure that Anjani's mood is not bad. His sudden appearance worried about making Anjani uncomfortable and would instead choose to flee to other cities.

"Benere the Toni. I don't know what the big belly chick is!" Husen grumbled to himself.

"Where, Sen?" Bastian is impatient.

"Pure. Tuh look! Mending riding a rickshaw from a motorbike taxi!"

Bastian was relieved to see it. Unknowingly her smile was also blotting out. Soon Bastian asks Husen to prepare to follow Anjani again.

Along the way, Bastian had more than three times seen the rickshaw that Anjani was riding stopped. The rickshaw brother stopped, asked the residents, so he did not get what was needed, the rickshaw brother returned to driving.

Bastian continued to be patient withholding curiosity. Counting up to seven times the rickshaw stopped, then Bastian asked Husen for help to find out what happened. Husen who also cared directly complied without wondering anymore.

"Find the contract, it turns out," explained Husen after stealing listen.

"Sen, you don't have any acquaintances in the area who have a contract?" Although it felt impossible, but Bastian still asked.

Husen who used to drive out of town, quickly remembered.

Bastian smiled brightly. She was really lucky to have Husen come with her. Everything is so much easier.

"She, Bas. But a little small. No papa, huh?"

"No papa. What matters is."

"Pay it but a year. Kan rented. Can't if the price is monthly. My friend said that."

Bastian nodded immediately. About how much to pay, Bastian is very confident that Anjani will not make a problem. Remembering also, Anjani is the wife of Mario who has a lot of wealth. Bastian was sure, before running away from home, Anjani must have prepared with all his needs.

In a short time, Bastian devised a plan. Husen was told to pretend to be a citizen, then tell the rent info when brother rickshaw asked. And .. succeeded. The plan went so easily. Now, Anjani escorted Husen and brother rickshaw to the intended contract.

From a distance, still in the car, Bastian witnessed how relieved Anjani's expression was after paying the rent that would become his residence.

"Alhamdulillaah," said Bastian follow the relief.

Next, Bastian took his smartphone. Look for Mario's contacts to tell Anjani's whereabouts at this time. But his intention stopped. Bastian weighed again.

"No. Mario can't know first. I have to make sure what Anjani's mood is." Bastian was determined by his decision.

Drrt drrt

Message from Isabel. Bastian only read it at a glance, then ignored it without retaliating.

Drrt ... drrt ....

This time it was not a message, but a call. Isabel twice made the sound. The first one is not accepted, and the second one ... Bastian wants to take it too.

"Yeah! Anjani ran away from home!" exclaim Isabel by phone.

Bastian slightly distanced his phone in shock at his sister's exclamation. Bastian thought that the younger brother had just finished lunch, so his exclamation sounded deafening.

"Yes. I already know the news," Bastian replied briefly.

"A relaxed, is that the answer?! Help find Anjani dong!"

"Later help. You go first there! Take Riko with Marisa to look too!"

"Sir Bus is busy, huh?"

"Yes, I'm busy. Oya, please tell me you're with mom, I'm not coming home tonight. As soon as I'm done, I'm home tomorrow morning."

"Ntar I sayin, but help find Anjani!"

"Yes bauble. I hung up. Da!"

Tut-tut-tut.

Bastian carefully. He did not want the existence of Anjani first known. Not to hide Anjani, but Bastian is maintaining Anjani's mood. Bastian let Anjani's emotions subside first, for a while.

"Big, Bas!" husen said the taxi driver had just returned.

"Sen, thank you so much for your help, yes!"

"Yes. You welcome. Anyway don't forget to pay the rest as soon as you pay, yeah!"

"Yes. Just chill. Yes, Sen. Find another place, dong. It's a waste, not a contract. But the one here, yeah!"

"Who's it for, Bas?"

"Yes to me!"

"Heeem. You are, Bas. Judekah. Cucariins. But payday, buy me chicken noodles, yeah!"

"It can be arranged! Go hunted!"

Car back on. Bastian escorted Husen looking for boarding.

Meanwhile, Anjani did not know that the facility he received had been meddling from Bastian. Anjani only knows, that he managed to escape from the house and has managed to find a contract to be used as his new residence. Outside the city. Away from her college, her friends, and her husband.

"Son, forgive mom, yeah. Mother had to do this." Anjani sat down while rubbing his large stomach.

"Mother could not see your father making out with Lovey as in the video, Son" Anjani's voice was soft, hoarse, and. Tight at heart. Sakiiiiiit.

Test ... tests .. test ...

For the third time, tears take the role of tightness that dominates the heart of Anjani.

"I'm sorry mom. Forgive me, Son. Forgive me mother." Anjani.

Anjani's tears kept flowing. Heart's sore. Sakiiiit.

"Hiks. Huuuuhuhu. Astarghfirullaah." Back Anjani rubbed his stomach. "I'm sorry, son!"

Despite crying in heartache, Anjani does not feel alone. There is the baby in the womb which is the reason for Anjani to stay strong and continue the pace of life. Meanwhile, Anjani chooses to hide. It was advisable to contact Ma, to seek advice and advice from him. However, Anjani will not do so for now. Maybe later, when Anjani was ready for his existence known.

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A few hours after receiving anger and advice from his father, Mario dissolved in a sense of regret. Mario regrets the hasty decision forced by him. Without knowing the legal basis, Mario almost fell into sin because of the marriage contract he made. Although now his intention was successfully thwarted by the father, but Mario must feel the pain of losing track of his wife.

"Anjani. Sorry," Mario sizzled in regret.

Mario rubbed his face rough. Hair's frowning. Not able to maintain appearance. His heart was torn apart because of the actions he had originally considered to be right. In fact, his decision at that time was wrong, and now Mario has to bear the pain. Drowning in a very stifling sense of regret.

"Pardon your unwavering husband for being a good priest to you. I'm not good at keeping your feelings."

Tests

Finally, Mario's clear circle escaped as well. Sliding profusely wet his cheeks. Mario's freshness is shattered because of the eroding guilt.

"Sorry .... Forgive your husband. Please ... don't hide anymore, Anjani."

Connect ....

Author asked, here. If the mastery, continue to make the reader swipe or swish because of the groove, about sin is not it? 😅 Or want to accelerate the flow so that soon meet the sweet-sweet? 😁 Hehe. The readers still want to know the continuation of the story of Mario-Anjani, right? Expect, yeah.

This is the author's disgust. Like muters like dermulen, but also like to tear apart feelings through writing. Yes, although the author himself does not like to be torn apart anyway. Hehe.

Enjoy reading happy online sisters. Welcoming Ramadan, the author personally apologizes if there is a word or writing that is less pleasing, yes. 😊 Greetings Luv from me 💙 Eits, do not forget to always stop by my best partner novel. Novel Waiting for Mentari by Cahyanti. Support us. Luv-luv to all of you who have faithfully supported us.

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