NOT AN ORDINARY SON-IN-LAW

CHAPTER 23. ASSISTANCES

"What did you say? cause it's too much?" call the young man with a curious face.

Maghala no longer repeated the sentence, it was none of his business, the young master thought. His brain was filled with Asha, the beautiful Humaira in Ghala's view.

Maghala's sensual lips covered a faint smile, though her eyes were still faithfully reciting the prayers of the Prophet Jonah. Many practice up to forty times even a hundred words to reach their fadhilah. And this is a coinciding occasion in the time of mustajab.

Just when you have just finished greeting after performing dawn prayers. Maghala was called by Patrianusa because someone wanted to talk to her.

"Mas Ghala, there's a guest. Let's take a moment" said the officer, opening the bars.

The two then headed to the room when Maghala was interrogated last night. He went inside while Patrianusa waited behind the door.

After closing the door, Maghala immediately received a respectful greeting from a man with after all black. There was only one file on the table, without a bag like a lawyer.

The young master Magenta's oral form was still locked, wanting to hear first the explanation of someone who was looking for him. The young man in front also seemed to be weighing something, he even took out a tool like a mini-sized metal detector.

"Clear" said the man in a suit, putting the device back in his pocket.

"Good morning, young Master Maghala. I am Pierre, Hilmi's envoy. You want out this afternoon on bail or what?" ask the man.

Maghala was relieved, Hilmi understood the code she sent last night so that this young man figure was in front.

"No need. I'm just gonna get out of here because of Adhisty's lax charge. My message is to keep Ashadiya Cyra safe from the man Sade and his family" Ghala said, still standing close to the door.

The two arms of the young Magenta master were crossed in front of the chest. He was scanning the envoy in front. Hilmi apparently has a standard posture as well as a facial line when recruiting them. All of Janu's assistant's men look handsome, well-built and still fairly young.

"good. Anything else, young master?" ask the young man.

"My phone's in sita Alka. Please take it back and let Asha keep it. Don't over-fishing things like this anymore. I will be free like the general public if I get into trouble unless my in-laws use other intrigue, you can take a further stance" Ghala said. He judged, Hilmi was rash this time. If on the task force there is a spy Adhisty, runyam is the fate of Maghala.

The bodyguard nodded as a sign of respect, before long he was willing to report to his leader.

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Cyra Residence.

Adhisty heads to Alka's room to wake the man to accompany him to the police station making a report to urge Maghala.

Sade, wait for Miss Cyra to act before I drop the period one fund, down. The man instead presses Adhisty after Maghala escapes from their heat trap.

"Alcan. Sis, let's go to the police station!" exclaimed the mother, banging several times the door of the child's room.

There is no authentic from the inside, making Adhisty repeat the same thing. "ASKA!" call it loud with a waist rack.

Cyra's eldest son opened the door panel, he was very neat but his goal was not to accompany the mother.

"For so long as a turtle change shell!" sergeant Adhisty gave a cynical look, towards his son.

"I didn't want Mama to go there, yeah. It's none of my business and ogah got involved a long way. Mama's plan with Sade, right? so do it both. Don't want to be hard on your own" said Alka glanced at her mother's glance and continued to step up the stairs.

The woman in the blazer pulled Alka's arm, until her son's body staggered slightly and stood sideways.

"good yeah. Goody! if it wasn't for you, I might be stressed thinking about how to become an elegant sycophant" Adhisty scolded, blocking Alka's arm as she growled. His gaze was sharp, the lipstick-polished lips clenched to a cone, making Adhisty's face like a magical grandmother in the film Hansel and Gretel.

Alka doesn't deny anything. After all, denying is free. His mother will withdraw all facilities. He just needs to dampen Adhisty's anger so that his other disgrace is not exposed.

"OKAY. I dropped in, but didn't come in. If Mama insists on accusing me of false evidence, then look at your son's work so that there is no prejudice" Alka said with a flat tone, without expression or emotion.

Adhisty loosened the check on the child's arm. There's something strange about Alka today. He seemed to be avoiding physical contact with Maghala. This isn't his son.

"You're not an angel, are you?" adhisty asked, putting the back of the hand on Alka's forehead.

"Ck, kid's cake! come on, I'll have a bad time meeting" said young master Cyra stepping down to the ground floor.

They were traveling accompanied by a lawyer last night. Shortly, the group arrived.

Adhisty immediately raised many protests to the officers about the facilities provided to Maghala.

"Cock's just in the bars? where is clean anyway. It should be a lot of prison. Put her here, eat good sleep," said Cyra's great mistress.

"Yes if you do not want to be leha-leha, just revoke the accusation Madam. There is CCTV in your home, right? we ask that it be presented as strong evidence" Patrianusa said. Re-examining the Maghala files he handled.

Glug.

Adhisty gulped a rough spit. The mistress' throat was clearly down. Patrianusa's words were beyond her prediction.

The lawyer only said that the evidence would be attached to the following while waiting for the full file.

"It should be immediately if you want P21. It will be TKP and others" said Patrianusa relaxed, he even folded his arms on the table with a smile.

"If you cannot provide evidence. Mas Ghala's status can be suspended, we ask to be presented in one hour, because there must be a record, right?.. don't say, such a luxurious residence there is no CCTV," urged the officer.

"There have been no such cases. So we're less alert," elak Adhisty, he's clenched his hands over his thighs.

Patrianusa was just a mangosteen, her request had to be fulfilled and Adhisty now asked Alka to provide the evidence. However, how upset he was when he found out Cyra's eldest son was no longer in place.

Alka's phone is not active. Adhisty is like a Mampang doll, seen swaying here and there when he was venting anger.

"Mas Ghala's. Get ready for parole, yes" Patrianusa said at a glance when visiting the cell where Maghala is located.

The young master Magenta only smiled faintly in response to Patrianusa's sentence. Maghala, though, suspects that Briptu has found out who he is, from the identification marks Ghala handed over during the examination.

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