NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 12. ADHISTY'S SUSPICIONS

Alka undaunted with Ghala, she slammed the tripod as well as the bluetooth speaker belonging to her sister-in-law.

Brak!

Maghala closed his eyes, his investment was again destroyed. Perhaps this was a trivial matter but Alka ignited the flames of hostility towards him. Ghala did not want to remain silent.

Asha's reaction was unexpected. The woman pelted Alka with an object nearby.

"Asha!" exclaimed Alka, raising her hands into the air wanting to hit.

"Stop. Do not hurt Asha" said Maghala, dispelling Alka's actions.

"Review yes, you!" threaten Alka again, while exiting the room and slamming the door hard.

Brak!

Maghala let out a long sigh, she closed for a moment and then began to clear up the mess. Asha wants to help but Ghala forbids it. It is late at night and not good if pregnant women stay up late.

"Just sleep, let me. There's not much to do, really," said Ghala, pushing her wheelchair up to the side of the bed and lifting her up.

The woman did not necessarily close, Asha continued to accompany Maghala until the man was finished and the room was neat again.

"Sleep, yuk. I'm tired" said Maghala, suddenly feeling her physical fatigue. Thinking about the treatment of the Cyra family, Janu's mandate to try to provide a decent living for Asha, filled the narrow brain space.

After that night. Alka often supervises all Ghala's actions even though her sister-in-law is just doing a pile of homework as usual.

Maghala doesn't talk much, she just opens her mouth when asked. Even if the question does not require an answer, Ghala chose to remain silent.

"Kapok right? so don't be afraid!" cibir Alka one morning.

"When do you believe this display is dangerous?" adhisty added, glancing at Maghala who was standing in the corner of the room at breakfast, as usual.

"Yes beware, Ma. The bedbugs aren't just in a bad place. Instead he began to infiltrate when all conditions still look fine," Alka beber, staring at Maghala.

This condition lasts for the next few days. Maghala remained steadfast and did what she could, without being much affected by Alka's attitude.

One night, when he was about to get some drinking water because he forgot to fill a teapot in the room, Ghala heard a commotion from the second floor. Her footsteps, occasionally yawning with my eyes did not necessarily make Adhisty's screams deafening, making Maghala interested.

"What the hell is up above?" maghala muttered to the kitchen, ignoring the noise in the middle of the night.

"Don't know, Den, from that moment," replied one of the maids on duty tonight.

Maghala sat in the pantry, sipped a soft drink of water and returned to the room. His body is not he denied more tired than ordinary days because Janu asked that Ghala as soon as possible complete the mission.

The young master Magenta stepped slowly towards the room, passing through the stairs. He was really sleepy to worry that a full teapot would fall if not held tight.

Suddenly. "Ghalaaaaaaaa! get Maghala!" the voice of Adhisty from the second floor broke the silence of the night blind.

Maid, who had just seen Cyra's son-in-law leave, was moved towards Ghala who was a little more to reach the door of the room. "Den, called the big lady upstairs," said the maid.

Maghala was reluctant but the middle-aged woman beside her whined for her to fulfill Adhisty's call.

After washing his face to make it fresher, Maghala climbed the rows of stairs to Adhisty's room. When she arrived, the woman slapped her cheek. Alka.

Plaque. "Don't you dare to dodge. Proof in plain sight! it's!" Adhisty threw a lot of paper at his eldest son's face.

"Mama always believed in others more. I would have denied it by giving a comparative report because of this one accusation. Mama should have asked again, this is slander for me!" exclaim Alka, do not accept the accusation of Adhisty. He rubbed the left cheek of the mother's slap.

Alka caught the figure of a man standing in front of the door with his tail. He suspected that it was the sister-in-law, then shouted to Ghala.

"Heh, Babu, why are you there!" sentak Alka diverted the topic of Adhisty's anger.

Big madam Cyra, stepped towards the door while Alka sat by her mother's bedside.

"Ghala, in. Clean up this mess, hurry up!" tell the in-laws when the door has opened wide.

Paper scattered, there are broken glass traces there is also a pool of red liquid with a distinctive smell of wine. Ghala suspected that Alka was sipping wine when Adhisty asked her to come to his room.

"Let's get it done, I'm so tired!" adhisty said loudly, he was still wearing a formal suit and emotions because the company business was not finished.

Maghala hurried to tidy up what the in-laws had asked for. At a glance, he saw that this was no ordinary paper. The faintest smile on Maghala's lips, he was about to investigate. Who knows can find the awkwardness that he will use to fight back against Alka, through Adhisty.

It only took ten minutes, the madam's room had now been tidy again. Maghala went down to the ground floor, went straight to his room and sorted the files there.

"Yes, it looks like this is a financial statement, a weird proposal too uh, a receipt, an invoice and what is this?" said Ghala, sumringah because it just got complete data Cyra company.

"Okay, Alka. Let's peel yourself first. Lest this is something I accidentally heard that night, astaghfirullah, the project of the abal-abal Alka!" peekit Ghala's. His eyes suddenly festering no longer in a drowsiness, he closed his mouth, hoping that the small scream did not attract Asha's attention.

Maghala has not fully recognized the character of Asha who often changes. He should be careful for a while.

Want to go back to lying down and continue to sleep but the netra is awake. Ghala chose light exercise so that his body was fit again. He then took a shower and was ready to trace the trail that Adhisty circled on the paper earlier.

"Okay, let's get started. This is more interesting than Magenta's file because it can be used as a weapon when Alka bullies me again. I will not remain silent, do not scuttle my efforts to rise, Alka," murmured Ghala.

The handsome man in Koko's shirt and holster began to open Asha's laptop and concentrate there. Maghala focused on the points marked with markers.

This work he did until before dawn, choosing to close the laptop again when he saw Asha wriggling the sign of the woman began to wake up.

"Prophe Ghala, be patient. The key is in hand, it's time to turn things around slowly later. Now how can Alka not know that you are the one who took her undercover. The moment should be fitting," Ghala's mind, momentarily closed, leaning his head against the body of the sofa. One of his fingers pressed against the base of the eyebrow, then took a deep breath.

Suddenly. Ghala's cell phone reads.

"Who else?" lirih Ghala, lazy to reach where his phone is.

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