My wife Slave of Lust

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All four wheels of my car have climbed into the parking lot of a warkop. Huda, ask me to come to this place after I declare that I want to meet him. My steps swung into the door, then circulated the view to find the whereabouts of my old friend.

One second

Two seconds

Three seconds

Got it! Therehewas. Sitting in the outdoor warkop opposite the glass barrier. I know, he must have chosen that chair to be able to sip the smoke of death that he occasionally did if he wanted to. Shaking my head slowly, I added a step to get to him.

"Old old?" I try to talk. Though I already knew that he was on standby here when Ranti had just arrived at my mom's house earlier.

He makes no sound at all. Just raise his eyebrows as a sign that he agreed to my question even with a slightly lazy facial expression.

I took a breath, before finally sitting down in front of him. "Sorry, make you wait a long time." With all my regret I revealed that sentence to soften his heart that might be feeling arrogant.

"Just relax, I never told you to wait," he joked that made me scratch my head even though I did not feel itchy at all. Because, he has managed to touch me - by remembering the moments of our teenage years that have passed.

In the past, I often made him wait a long time if we had a promise to play or do something. "Ah, still remembered." My face is starting to look bad. And it was successful in inviting laughter from Huda.

However, a split second later my gaze began to drift on a parcel he had placed on the table. "That's what, Hud?" I asked who couldn't hide my curiosity.

"Oh, this ... Sidqia's belongings," he answered, leaving me only beards without continuing the question. I used to think it was additional evidence he found.

Huda seemed silent for a moment, then shifted his chair to be next to me. "Tomorrow at night we will ambush the culprit" he whispered which jolted me slightly. Looking at my confused facial expression, he immediately continued his dialogue, "You're calm, Sidqia has installed various cameras in their headquarters."

I flinched back after hearing the word headquarters. "Who do you mean, whose headquarters?" I frowned deeply. Huda's sentence really makes me confused instead of dumbass.

"Then I'm coming!" my more plea to the tone does not want to be denied.

"You sure?" Huda seemed to be frowning both of his eyebrows.

"A hundred percent sure," I said with a stern look at him. "I really want to see the culprit's face."

...💔...

I just got home. Vaguely Ibram's voice with papa and mama in the family room. Her tiny mouth that could already chirp with joy further added to her cuteness and cuteness.

"Papa's son hasn't slept yet?" I sat down right next to my mother who was carrying my little son's body. After stroking a glance at his puffed cheeks, I did not forget to land a spoiled kiss there as well.

"Where is the development of the investigation of the case Vida, Ib?" Papa started asking.

"Tomorrow night they'll catch the culprit, Pa." I immediately focused my attention on the middle-aged man whose forehead already looked slightly wrinkled, yet still looked gallant and authoritative.

"That means they found the culprit."

"Positive, Pa."

"Have you leaked the information?"

"No, Huda just said the information we currently need to know."