
"Why are you coming home, baby? Aren't you going to Paris for your honeymoon? Where is Dimas?" Meta looked puzzledly at the returning Tsania while groping her suitcase with a scowling face.
"We're not leaving, Ma. Aozora screwed it all up!" Tsania threw her body onto the sofa.
"Huh? Messed up how do you mean?" meta eyebrows are sharp-linked.
"She didn't give permission for Kak Dimas to go on his honeymoon with me, Ma. The reason is because Kak Dimas did not apply for leave. He even threatened, if Kak Dimas does not enter the office today, he will fire Kak Dimas. Really sucks!" Tsania grumbled with a face full of anger.
Meta react. The woman suddenly stood up from her seat with eyes full of anger.
"It really can't be allowed! Who would he dare to do that? Is it because she's Arsen's wife that she can do her best? Mama doesn't accept!" Meta, leave Tsania.
"Campus you Zora! You must be silent to Mama Meta!" the corners of Tsania's lips curved into a cynical smile.
"Ah, I'd better go to my mom's house first ah. Here also want to do something. Tired of it," Tsania stood up from where she was sitting and stepped away. Before he left, he first asked his housekeeper-in-law to bring his suitcase to the room.
"Hmm, even if Kak Dimas refused earlier, I will still ask mama to ask Kak Dimas to manage the company that is already mine. He's my husband, so it's appropriate that he runs my company" inner Tsania as she drove her car to her mother's residence.
Yes, Tsania did ask Dimas not to be afraid of being fired, because her husband would he allow to manage the company that his mother had taken from Aozora. But the man refused outright on the grounds that the company's finances were unstable.
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Meanwhile, Damian is now in the residence of his late brother who is now inhabited by Amber and Arsen his son.
The man came because he knew that the house now had only a maid and Arsen he knew was still in a coma.
How did he know there was only a maid in the house? It was because he had already asked the man to supervise the Arsenic family residence. So he knew that Amber had gone outside while Aozora knew she was in the office.
"Hmm, this seems to be my chance to find where Arsen keeps all the company papers and other assets," Damian said with a sly smile on both corners of his lips.
Just as the middle-aged man's feet were about to tread on the steps of the stairs, he was suddenly startled with a voice greeting him. He immediately stopped and looked in the direction of the sound
"Mr Damian! why is Mister here? Mrs Amber is no more. Mr. Arsen is also __"
"I didn't come to see Brother Amber. I'm here to see my niece's condition," haven't had time for the maid to finish her words, Damian cut her first.
"Emm, that's Mr ... Mr. Arsen is also __"
"You why the hell? you forbid me to see my own niece? Sassy you yes! There you go!" Damian raised his voice, completely annoyed with the middle-aged woman who had long worked in the Arsenic family, even starting from his young nephew.
Not wanting to hear the maid's words and also not wanting to waste any time, Damian immediately stepped towards Arsen's room.
"Huft, saying that Mr. Arsen had woken up from a coma and was now in back therapy with Dr. Daren," the maid clucked, shaking her head in the direction Damian had left.
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Once inside, the man's eyes suddenly grew perfect because he saw an empty bed.
"Where, Arsen? Why is the bed empty? Is he getting critical and being taken to the hospital again? But why didn't my man tell me at all" Damian whispered to himself.
"Arghh bodo. I even hope he quickly catches up with his late sister," Damian again smiled cynically.
The middle-aged man's eyes began to circulate to ascertain where his nephew kept all the valuable papers.
"I'm just looking in the closet" Damian stepped into the closet. The man began to search the wardrobe very carefully. However, he did not find any of the valuable letters at all.
"Damn it, it's not here at all? where did he put it? I have to find again. If I had been here a long time ago, the maid would have been suspicious, why would I have been so long, when Arsenio was obviously not around!" Damian spoke to himself again.
He stepped towards the nightstand, starting to pull the drawer. He went into the room he knew was walking closet, and searched there, but he still could not find it.
"Damn it! Where the hell did he put it?" Damian cursed while scratching his head that did not itch at all.
Damian came back out of the walking closet and again circulated his gaze to all corners of the room.
Suddenly his eyes saw a square-shaped object and he knew clearly that it was a safe.
"She must have kept it all there," Damian with his sneaky grin swung his foot forward towards the safe.
"What PIN is it?" Damian massaged his head which was not dizzy at all.
"Emm, I tried her date of birth," Damian dialed the number according to Arsen's date of birth. But it failed. Later, he tried Amber's date of birth, but it still failed. Because he still failed, he also tried the date of birth of his late brother, still failed.
"Wr*it! It could fail all! What's the PIN?" Damian tried to think hard. Suddenly the middle-aged man smirked cynically.
"Hmm, she's going to die with Hanum, she must be using a PIN that has something to do with that woman," Damian quickly reached into her pocket, pulled out his phone from inside.
He punched a number and made a call with the owner of the number.
"Hello, Om!" a woman's voice came from the other end. The woman's voice sounded so soft. It was a voice that had calmed Arsen all along. Who else would have owned that voice if not Hanum himself.
"Now, you send your date of birth complete with the year. You also do not forget to send your birthday, or important dates with Arsen. Now, don't wear it for long!" damian's word, unequivocally irrefutable.
"U-for what, Om?"
"Don't ask too many questions. Send it right now!" Without waiting for an answer from the woman on the other end, Damian just cut the call.
Not waiting for long, the man's phone rang and of course it was a message sent by Hanum. Again the man smirked cynically and crouched back down.
Tbc