NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTERS 18. JANU'S WRATH

Maghala uncovers some of her blankets and slowly tries to slightly straighten up. Asha leaned over to help tidy up the backrest so that her husband's position was comfortable.

"Shukron," said Maghala still slightly endured the throbbing pain in the head.

"Azan, I-I prepared water for you to take a bath, yes," said Asha preparing to pull back her wheelchair.

"Don't. I can, in a minute. You prepare first. Sorry yes, today is not ready for all your needs, Asha," said Ghala, slowly pressing the base of his eyebrows.

Asha urung. She was silent, looking at her husband. Under these circumstances alone, Maghala still thought of all the interests of others. This should all be Asha's duty as a wife.

Maghala felt someone staring intensely at her. He also opened his eyes again.

"Why? is anyone sick?" ghala said he pulled closer to his wheelchair. "It hurts?" this man continued anxiously, touching Asha's stomach with his fingertips.

Ashadiya shook her head, she then cried. "This is not your son, no" he sobbed, holding Ghala's fingers.

"The promise is to take care of together. We cannot be evil to the sinless creatures of God. Whether you realize it or not while doing it. Most importantly do not add to the great sin twice" Maghala added, wiping Ashadiya's tears.

"Why good to me? I'm evil as you are, Ghala," replied Asha, holding her head up.

"Because of Humaira, my wife. My duty to love, to love, to cherish, to make good, to give you a living. Ashadiya Cyra is the responsibility I have to bear, the afterlife. You realize? if you hurt her, your sins are burdened on me?" ghala said softly, caressing Asha's stomach which began to look different.

"When Ijab, your life is attached to me, Asha. I made a promise to the divine. You are the care, and I am obliged to restore trust when the time comes, in good condition. Asha, I want to ask, are you still willing to stick with me or not?" Maghala had to ask this so that her heart would be firm to love Asha more deeply.

Ashadiya lowered his head, covering his face with both palms. He was ashamed, the figure of Maghala even who taught him how to pray and return ablution even though he was initially very reluctant. However, seeing the man calm down while worshipping, he was moved.

"Asha?" call Maghala again.

"Don't go" Asha replied.

Maghala closed, her heart relieved. What he defended and said was good. "Alhamdulillah. Come on, pray first. I followed slowly," added Ghala, pulling both Asha's palms from her face and wiping a trace of sadness there.

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Semarang, same time.

Since yesterday afternoon, Hilmi was difficult to contact. Janu is worried. His premonition said he should ask his grandson Maghala.

This morning, Janu urged his personal assistant to tell him about Maghala.

"Ehm, anu, big master, that," said Hilmi, confused to reveal the word.

"Am em am em, anu it's anu it. Whose anime! if you have a clear word, Hilmi!" jolt Janu was impatient, his voice rising.

Hilmi was surprised, she kept her phone away from the ears. "Sorry, big sir," great-granddaughter Hilmi.

"Honest or I'll fire!" threaten Janu, start to wrath with a shrill tone.

The assistant panicked, she was terrified. Not only worried about the health attacks of the employer but also worried about becoming Romusa, a gloomy face group, because of unemployment. "I-yes, yes, big sir, well," said Hilmi.

The assistant told me the beginning of the story starting at night. The quarrel with Adhisty and Sade until the events that almost plunged Maghala to commit adultery due to their trap.

As Hilmi expected, Janu was wrathful. The assistant became the target of the group's founder Magenta's ire. Although there was no one in front, Janu's figure was still frightening to Hilmi. He also closed, put his hands on the chest so that the abnormal heartbeat subsided due to the clashing and the curse of the master.

"Connect with Ghala, hurry up!" yell Janu again.

"good. Just a minute, Mister."

After a few seconds of waiting. "Assalamualaikum, huh Hilmi?" a weak voice of Maghala was heard.

"Wa 'alaikumsalam, mister mu-" Hilmi said in reply.

"Ghalese!" janu's voice grabbed both of them.

"Grandfather? what's up to this multi call?" ask Maghala to pretend.

"Don't pretend. Come back here soon, finish my mission and replace Madaharsa!" pinta Janu firmly.

"Can't Cake. I'll finish the mission, just finish the touch," Ghala replied, remembering the work from Janu.

"Yes, that means the grandfather who will repay you for what Cyra did to you and say that you're my grandson!" sergeant Janu again, do not accept the treatment of Adhisty.

Maghala breathed. He had just recovered and his brain was forced to think fast.

"If Grandpa forced it so. Go ahead, but don't expect me to go back to the Magenta family and replace Kak Mada. Grandpa, choose where?" maghala said reversing Janu's threat.

"Ghalese!" old man at the end there.

"I can finish this. One-one, Cake. I'll send you a copy of the document Ghala signed. My message, keep pretending Grandpa doesn't understand their actions. Make a slick plan to dismantle all of this but not embarrass both in public. Don't create a new grudge, okay?" pinta Maghala for Janu.

The request was difficult, but it was mandatory because Janu wanted Maghala back. Founder Magenta group, now a dilemma. Want to pull Maghala without hurting Mada.

The connection via the air was silent for a moment. Janu thought quickly so he agreed to the grandchild's proposal.

"good. Send it to me," said Janu. "You must keep your promise, Ghala. Grandpa won't bother you until you give up there and go back to Magenta. Take good care, introduce me to your wife later," Janu concluded, closing the call while Hilmi was still connected to Ghala.

"Sorry, young master. I had to tell him why he was threatened with being fired" Hilmi complained to Ghala.

"Ehm, it's okay. Hilmi, I'll send you an email, please check after this yes" pinta Ghala closed the call.

A few tens of minutes later.

Janu Janardana, stunned when Huda, the secretary in Magenta group shows the report file that Ghala found and Hilmi just sent him.

The twilight man really did not think, he had been stabbed by two people closest to him himself. Madaharsa looks quiet but she sets up a company inside the company. All incoming order lists are diverted to his.

While Maharani, withdrawing large amounts of money as a step to expand the network but no capital returned aka bodong.

Janu limp, his face paled until the chest came down quickly. The secretary panicked, deftly and swiftly, he installed an oxygen hose as well as turned on the air purifier in the room.

"Great master, sir, take a deep breath slowly" said Huda, leading Janu to relax again. He showed relaxation movements according to the doctor's advice.

"Astaghfirullah's. Maghala, save your grandfather" said Janu. His eyes closed, his right hand pressing on his left chest as a sign of him tightness and surprise. Janu painstakingly sat down, so Huda helped him lie down.

However, just as Janu is in a supine position, Huda catches the awkwardness of his employer's body. He panicked again, patting Janu's arm gently and shaking his shoulder. The secretary's face began to pale.

"Sir, Mister, Mister....!"

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