Ngumbara Love
Part 31 Traveling
The greatest strength is to rely on Him Who is Strong. If you lose today, then what will your life be like tomorrow? You have to get up and keep going. For no human child can walk if it never falls.
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Ozan pacing beside his desk. He held the file in his hand.
*Do I have to say this to Andhra?* thought Ozan. "But, anyway I have to say this to Andhra" he murmured again.
Last night, she contacted someone to investigate the background of the person Mella was paying for. And on the grounds of what made Mella pay the man to sabotage the office's reproduction goods. And the next morning, Ozan comes to the house of the man who Mella paid to have died hanging himself.
He flipped through the file again, seeing once again what was inside. There's a picture of the victim hanging himself there. And some other photos. Unintentionally, Ozan dropped the photo.
"Sir, this is the file you need for today's meeting." Mella stopped just as a photo fell on her leg. He saw Ozan picking up the photo. And his eyes now moved on a photo he took himself.
Mella looked closely at the photo that was in her hand. His eyes were perfectly rounded when he saw that there was an object he knew to be there.
"It looks like you're so surprised by the photo!" Ozan smiled cynically. Ozan thinks that Mella is surprised that her men have hanged themselves.
"Of course," Mella briefly replied, she had not realized the intent of Ozan's remarks indirectly accusing her. Mella is busy paying attention to the photo again, but in an instant Ozan snatches the photo and stores it in the map.
"What are you thinking right now?" asked Ozan in full search. Mella looked at him. Ozan's gaze showed dislike at this moment.
"You mean?" said Mella who did not understand what Ozan meant.
"He's the guy you paid for back then, isn't he?" Ozan grinning. Mella recalled for a moment the face of the person she met at the time, and compared it to the face in the photo she had just seen three minutes ago.
"Why, pretend to forget? I won't let you, you're making Andhra worse. You and your mother are the same female fox, just annoying people."
Ozan looked at Mella with hatred. Then get out of the room by slamming the door.
Mella rubbed her chest slowly. In order for him to defend himself at this time, Ozan has always accused him. But not without reason indeed, all the evidence clearly points to him. Even though Mella knows very well who planned all this.
"Well, this time I don't want to be made a scapegoat anymore." Mella squeezes the map in her hand, then leaves Ozan's room and returns to her own room.
"Now how do I prove that I'm innocent." Mella pressed her suddenly dizzy head. The only person he could bear as a living witness was actually dead this morning. Then, his face looked up remembering something.
"Yes, that's proof. That's the only evidence I can give Andhra if I'm innocent in this." Mella seemed to think and contacted someone.
In another room.
Andhra was busy checking the financial statements today. Once he felt all the contents of the report were appropriate, he signed the file and took the others again.
From the outside, Ozan knocks on the boss' door.
"Lake in!" sounds filled the room. Ozan appears with the file he got this morning.
"You should see this, Ndhra!" ozan said as he placed the map in front of Andhra. Ozan opened the file and showed me the evidence he got this morning.
Andhra seemed to frown at the photo that Ozan thrust.
"Now, are you going to defend her." Ozan is starting to get upset with Andhra's never-so-stern attitude towards Mella.
"I'll think about this later." Andhra closed the file Ozan had filed.
"But, Ndhra...!"
"I know what you're worried about right now, but trust me. It's not like that, you see." Andhra smiled and patted his friend's shoulder.
Ozan sighed softly to find out if his friend disagreed with him. "As much as you can, but I hope you consider everything and be careful, I'm not doing this without proof."
"Yes, I know, thank you Ozan" Andhra said. "Where's the file for today's meeting?" Andhra switched the conversation.
"I'll take it" Ozan steps out of Andhra's room to where Mella is.
After Ozan died, Andhra called someone. "Keep watching over the murder victim's residence, and report to me whatever you see there, make sure everything is under your control, don't miss the slightest thing." Andhra ended her call.
"I wouldn't be that easy to fool. It's so beautiful the game you made. You think, I don't know, even if I'm more professional in the role, we'll see who wins." Andhra smiled as she turned the phone in her hand. Then breathe out slowly.
"All right, now we're gonna make some money first." Andhra got up from the seat of his greatness and walked the door. Along with that, Ozan was already at the door of his room.
"Is everything ready." Andhra asks for the file that is in Ozan's hands.
"Already, you just need to learn it we'll start meeting after lunch" Ozan said, looking at his wrist.
"All right, where's Mella? why, I haven't seen him since," spread his gaze.
"He's at his desk." Ozan was reluctant to answer.
"Come, we'll have lunch first!" bring Andhra.
"In the file, let me put it on your desk" Ozan asked. Andhra handed him over and waited for Ozan at the door.
After Ozan had laid down the file, he rushed up to Andhra and walked along to the elevator. While passing Mella's table, Andhra turned her head, but her condition was empty. Andhra continued her steps.
Now they arrived at the office lobby. Andhra and Ozan see Mella walking outside the office building. There was a car stop right in front of him Mella got into the car and disappeared on the highway.
"Hi, where are you going?" preventing Ozan from following where Mella is going.
"Why? I'm suspicious of him, we need to know who's with him right now, he's worth our suspicions." Ozan makes his point.
"That's it, let it go."
But while saying that, Andhra sent a message to someone. *Alright, our game begins* inner Andhra.
To be continued....
