
All those in the room were asked to go to the nearest police station, to be questioned because Pierre had represented Ghala reporting this morning.
Patrianusa asks Cyra's partner to catch up with them because he knows Ghala will take care of one other important thing.
"Den Ghala, later to the office after clarification to the organization only. If you need help, whatever it is, do not hesitate to call me, nggih," said the handsome police officer despite his age is no longer young. He smiled at the calm young man who was slandered by the same people a few months ago.
Maghala nodded. He was still taking care of Asha who was now sitting down on the chair originally.
"Excite, Sir. Ready, thank you very much for your help" Ghala replied, bowing slightly as she greeted the officer.
A few moments passed.
Ghala faithfully accompanied Asha until she calmed down again. Pierre has tried to resist the decision that the community will take on Ashara while waiting for the rumble to be completed.
Denok got many terror calls from Hilmidar, but he ignored because the situation did not allow to answer the curiosity of the man.
Trowels. Tuout.
"Yes, sir," said Denok when sliding the green button up the screen.
"PIG!!!!" exclamation Hilmidar.
Janu's assistant shouted to Ghala's ears. Young Master Magenta then asked Denok to loudspeaker a call from Hilmi and put his phone on the table.
"What the hell? again dapet huh? angry mulu. If I was working again, it was complicated when the phone continued to fade mister," upset Denok, he sat himself in a chair while putting his arms on the table and propping up his chin.
"You should press the quick call button so I can hear all the conversations there. The next time you remember, don't go berserk anymore" said Hilmidar, still in a high tone from across there.
Maghala asked Denok to stay focused without doing anything.
"I know even without remembering it, Sir, but Den Ghala's request is more important than yours," Elak Denok is still in his original position.
"I'm important too!" cecar Hilmidar, unaware of the choice of words he mentioned.
"Sih, who are you you you you are you! not ayang but ngaku important pretender .. they are fine, now going to the painter community because the press conference will be in the title," continued Denok, continued, starting to get ready to get up because they saw Cyra's partner packing.
"Consider like you, who will continue to tease if you are negligent," replied Hilmidar, if Denok knew, the man's face was now smiling.
"Mode! from now on, call Pierre if you want to know the news," Ghala said, turning to the cellphone that was still lying on the table while writhing Ashadiya's waist when he would rise from sitting.
"Nok, you loud speaker huh? Nok!" call Hilmidar when he hears Ghala's voice.
"At Den Maghala's request, sir."
Denok grabbed the device from the table, he forgot not to turn off the call. That flat thing and then he's about.
"Part of that standard is not one important thing, I also understand. Byuh, males very well think of the eggplant."
Pet.
Asha's assistant did not think that the final sentence of her complaint was still heard by the interlocutor at the other end.
The three then split up the destination when the elevator arrived at the basement. Cyra's couple boarded Asha's car while Denok stepped into a special motorcycle parking lot to continue his journey to Ghala's contract, monitoring the young master's business partner's work in the culinary field.
On the way to the artist's community building, Asha was silent. He resigned himself and no longer lusted to survive there.
Black Honda Civic slowly entering the office area. Apparently, a new press conference will be on the title. The reporter immediately began to swarm the vehicle that had just entered when he found out the contents of the passenger inside was the main star.
Security calmed them down so that Cyra's partner could get out of the car safely and enter the building through a side door to the elder's room.
Without further ado, Maghala apologized for asking for the suspension of the agenda today.
The young master Magenta then handed over a tab containing a video of the testimony of the hotel maid as well as an assistant whose face was disguised. Both are key witnesses to Ashara's cause.
Ghala doesn't want to expose the disgrace of others, let it be the task of the universe. What he did this morning, just tabayyun, immediately clarified on the target and it was something that must be taken.
Everything is now clear and confirmed. The managers also want to change their decision. However, Asha refused the offer.
"I just want to calm down. Maybe this should be the way. I resign from the community" Asha said firmly looking towards Ghala as well as the administrators.
"Darling!" reprimanding Maghala, turning to Asha, stared in a narrow bead of eyes beside her.
"What's wrong, Mom. I want to focus on something else. Free is bound to nothing, after all my provision is guaranteed by God through your hands, right?" asha said, holding her husband's fingers so that she was more confident in this decision.
Maghala knew what Asha meant, she smiled and nodded. The two men are linked to each other. "Okay, Humaira."
Young Master Magenta then begged the officials to clarify the status of the news that it was someone who slandered Ashara. Evidence has been shown and legal proceedings are underway. The handsome man also asked for the affirmation of Asha membership not in the scrawl because of this case, but resigned.
The Cyra couple got up, choosing to leave the building before the press conference began. Now the two will only go around the city, visiting parks or other places until dusk.
In the quiet of their car cabin.
"Why did you suddenly make that decision?" ghala asked as Asha closed her eyes.
"Said Mr. Lek, lillah right, Mas? .. The important thing is that my dream has partially been achieved. Maybe it's time to focus on doing something else. I can open basic training like Lek sir while still upgrading skills and participating in events just channeling hobbies, no longer pursuing a career" said Asha, he leaned his head against the headband and turned towards Maghala.
"Wait change?" ghala replied, smiling briefly at his wife.
"Ehm, jihad pursue another career. Want to be completely present with you all day."
Asha was satisfied to look at the handsome man by her side now. He wanted to change the meaning of his life to be more beneficial to the surrounding. There are many things that Asha can do after this.
"Thank God, good intentions have been recorded. Hopefully what you are arranging in your beautiful brain, can gain a lot of rewards yes, Humaira," said Ghala, grabbing the top of his wife's head and exhaling prayers there.
"Aamiinu. They know me best, right?" ashadiya's smile expanded until her eyes narrowed.
...***...
Semarangs.
Hilmi looked at the flat object held in her hand. He digested the final sentence from Denok, just a moment ago. "That's it, okay, sorry," muttered the widower.
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...Hooray, done....