Next to Heart

SEASON TWO

FLASHBACKS

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"Dina, Dinda"

Imran called out Dinda's name repeatedly as he continued to search for her whereabouts, door after door he opened to ascertain whether her divine lover was there or not.

Imran is currently in an uninhabited old building on the outskirts of the city, looking for his beloved woman according to information he got from his best friend Rey about an hour ago.

Well, about two hours ago Imran got a short message in the form of a video that made him very shocked.

👉 Flashback 👈

Imran propelled his vehicle at an above average speed, his current destination being the home of someone who a few days ago tried to frame him.

COOKED

One name that somehow came to his mind, Imran suspected the lunge of the man, his former senior while still wearing a white Grey uniform. Not without reason he was suspicious of Dimas, Imran knew very well how the obsessed Dimas wanted to have Dinda since they were still studying in high school.

Even Dimas had worked with Soraya to trap him so that Dinda misunderstood him and left him, lucky that the woman was not so trusting all the words of Dimas.

Previously, Imran contacted Mbak Manda, asking for news of Twins and Baby Sekar which he had entrusted to his wife's cousin's brother, shortly before leaving to find Dinda again.

After confirming the condition of his three daughters, Imran immediately drove his vehicle at a very high speed to the apartment owned by Dimas. His goal was only one, giving a lesson to the man who had already dared to disturb the tranquility of his small family.

Arriving at the place where Dimas lived, Imran immediately banged on the door of the apartment, but long enough he waited for no response from inside the apartment, until the neighbors who live right next to the Dimas apartment room came out because they were disturbed by the sound coming from outside.

"Who are you looking for?" ask a young man who just came out of the apartment room next to Dimas's room.

A young man was standing at the door of his room, if he noticed the young man was about 25 years old, his body was not too high his hair was a little messy, it seemed like he had just woken up from his sleep. Perhaps the young man woke up from hearing the commotion from in front of Dimas' room.

Imran turned to the source of the voice, "I'm looking for Dimas, did you see him?"

The young man saw the appearance of Imran, ranging from head to toe, his two neutrals looked at every movement made by Imran.

"What do you have to do with Dimas?" ask the young man again.

"Only about his pending work, I happened to want to take some documents that Dimas had brought to sign" Imran lied.

Imran is forced to make excuses so that the young man does not feel suspicious and he can get other information from the young man before him.

It is impossible for Imran to say that Dimas kidnapped his wife, that was only a guess, but he felt very confident in what he felt, his feeling could not be wrong.

"It's been a few days that Dimas is out of sight, it looks like he's out of town" the young man said later.

"Do you know where it went?" ask and be careful.

"I don't know much, but since Dimas moved to this place, that person didn't really like interacting with the neighbors around, so we didn't pay much attention to his behavior either" explained the young man again.

Imran nodded, "Thank you, next time I'll be back".

" Why not try to contact Dimas' cell phone" the young man asked shortly before Imran left the place.

Imran stopped his steps, the man of three children turned his head towards the young man.

Imran actually does not have a phone number Dimas, he said it was only to dig deeper information about his former senior.

" Do you know the new Dimas phone number?" imran Fishing line.

"I don't know if the number is new or not, because I only have one contact number belonging to Dimas" the young man said.

"Can you tell me Dimas' contact number?"

The young man was silent, it seemed that he was thinking, before long the young man replied after seeing Imran's serious facial expression, there might indeed be some very important business he thought.

"Well, you wait a minute, I'll take my phone first".

The young man re-entered his apartment, not long after he returned with a flat object in his hand.

Imran smiled, maybe by tracking Dimas's mobile number he will get the latest information about his wife.

After obtaining Dimas's contact number, Imran rushes out of the building, before leaving himself to say many thanks to the young man.

Imran immediately descended from the floor where Dimas's apartment room was located, he immediately contacted his best friend named Rey to quickly track down Dimas's current whereabouts.

But he had not had time to press Rey's phone number, a message entered his phone.

"You looking for your wife?"

Imran frowned confusedly, an unknown number sending him a short message, "Who sent this message? why does he know I'm looking for Dinda?" imran Gumam.

"Watch me"

Soon a message returned to the whatsapp mailbox, but this time it was followed by a five-minute video.

Because of curiosity, Imran also immediately opened the video sent by the unknown person.

The video suddenly makes Imran's eyes widened, his jaw suddenly hardened watching every event in the video.

The grip is getting stronger gripping flat objects that are displaying each event in the video.

"ASSHOLE"

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