Papa To Kirana

Chapter 77 Disassembled

Inside there, Alan's sister, Mirza, and Nick were already sitting in a circle on the sofa. Their eyes both showed astonishment. Occasionally glancing at each other.

I sat down to join them. It opened the laptop and showed CCTV footage showing a man putting ropes on the stairs.

All looked dumbfounded as the recording was played.

“I told you, right? It was not Kirana who put the ball on the stairs, and Alexa fell not because of slipping the ball,” I said while glancing at Kak Alan who now looks wrong behavior.

“Then who is this man, Balin?” tanya Mirza pointed to the man recorded on CCTV.

I threw a look at him.

“Look at it! He's wearing your blue dongker suit. Could it be you alone?”

Mirza was nervous for a moment, swallowed the saliva and glanced at Alan's sister full of fear. But he denied with a trembling voice.

“Balin, you yourself remember, right? The suit was gone when the party ended, and I headed straight for the room.”

I snorted as well as grinned which made Mirza even more agitated.

“Then why was the suit found by my maid in the guest room where you were staying, Mirza?”

“Trust! I'm not the one doing that! Why did I harm your son, Balin,” exclaimed Mirza trembling.

I continued another CCTV recording that showed the mysterious man walking into the pool area.

Then I explained my theory. That there are two possibilities that the person could leave the house. Towards the backyard or towards the guest room hallway.

I showed you the footage in the backyard. No mysterious man was caught on camera.

“That means, the mysterious man must have walked into the hallway of the guest room.”

“But we didn't realize anyone was walking to our front room at that hour,” interrupted Nick casually while playing his mustache.

“Yes, because that mysterious man is one of you,” I replied as I stared at Brother Alan, Nick, and Mirza in turn.

The three invited guests looked at each other. However, my gaze was only straight on one person.

“Not so, Harsa?” I said to Nick.

Sis Alan and Mirza were stunned, turning their heads quickly towards Nick who was sitting in the middle of them. However, the person who claimed to be Nick laughed at me.

He clucked and took a breath. Justifies slightly degenerate glasses.

“Balin, losing a child seems to make you lose your mind too. I'm Nick, not Harsa.”

Brother Alan gave me a look of astonishment, “What does all this mean? Explain Balin!”

I refuted, got up to my feet, walked slowly around the three of them.

“I realized you were Harsa, when I read Kirana a fairy tale 'Red-Headed Girl and the Wolf'.”

“In a fairy tale, a Wolf eats and disguises himself as the grandmother of the Red Hooded Girl. Just like you, Harsa, who killed the real Nick and disguised himself as Nick when it came to my wedding.”

(Remember, guys. In the chapter you don't have a choice, there is a scene of Harsa stabbing a man. That man is the real Nick.)

Everyone looked dumbfounded to hear my words. No exception Harsa whose guise has been revealed.

“Get the body of the real Nickolas, Harsa?” let me draw the body closer to Harsa.

Brother Alan glanced at Harsa with a look to finish at that moment. Unlike Mirza who looked shocked.

“In the fairy tale the main purpose of the Wolf is to eat the Red-Headed Girl. So are you whose main goal is to destroy my family. With you disguised as Nick, your path to revenge against me will be even easier.”

“So you associate this all with such cheap fairy tales?” the fake Nick sneer who hasn't confessed yet.

“Kirana also reminded me of the voice of the Wolf which must be much different from the voice of the Grandmother. Just like you, Harsa, who came on my wedding day. Alexa noticed your voice changed back then, didn't she?”

(In the anticipated Day chapter, there is a scene of Alexa asking for a different fake Nick voice, yes guys.)

I stopped right in front of Harsa, leaning in, scrutinizing every inch of her face.

Harsa looks awkward being stared at like that by me. He cleared his throat to calm down. While I was starting to be happy to see Harsa's unease.

“Is the mustache fake or genuine? If original how long did you grow it, Harsa? And tell me when did you do plastic surgery?”

The series of questions made Harsa nervous. He breathed a few times. From the look in his eyes, he was already unsettled.

Alan's brother, who was to the right of Harsa, pulled his collar, and one more hand was firmly clenched but not ready to punch.

Brother Alan shook the body of Harsa who was silent did not say.

“ANSWER!”

Harsa let go of Brother Alan's grip and stared intently at me.

“Please provide clearer evidence that I am Harsa, Balin! Don't associate me with the wolf in the children's fairy tale,” Nick snapped.

I walked towards the table in one corner of the reading room. Take Kirana's ball. From where I was standing, I threw the ball towards Harsa, who he caught perfectly with his right hand.

Harsa, Brother Alan, and Mirza were astonished at my actions. But I smiled with satisfaction.

“What does this mean, Balin?” ask Harsa who shakes the ball.

I'm throttling.

“Looks like you and all of us also forgot, if Nick is really a left-handed person. Why did you catch the ball with your right hand, Harsa?”

(In the Asher family chapter, there's a dialogue Nick told himself that he's left-handed.)

 

Mirza gasped, and confirmed that the real Nick was left-handed.

“Already. Admit it, Harsa. Your cover has been exposed.”

Feeling defeated and unreasonable again, Harsa screeched off the glasses of the box perched on her nose. Then slammed it on the floor.

Sis Alan and Mirza glared at the change in attitude of the fake Nick who now grinned horribly. A typical Sermon of Harsa.

“You're smart too apparently, Balin. Damn, I've been underestimating you all along. Know so, I was more careful in every run of my plan.”

Harsa confessed. He meets Nick, stabs him with a knife and secretly buries him in the yard of Harsa's house that once burned on the edge of the forest.

Harsa uses Nick, because he has a resemblance to his face, plus Nick who is not so close and rarely meets members of the Asher family. Making Kak Alan and the others not so aware of the change to the fake Nick.

“Just need a little touch of surgery so that my cheek looks draggy, fake mustache and glasses box, I can already resemble the real Nick,” explained Harsa while rubbing her cheek with her casual style.

“That's why you went to Singapore after attending my wedding, and stayed there for two years. So that not many people meet you?” I said guess, and Harsa answered with a nod.

I snorted annoyedly, “Call it. The figure of Harsa that I have been looking for so far has never been found, because in fact she has changed appearance.”

Later, Harsa admitted that he was the one who gave her wedding gift in the form of her own necklace.

Confess that he was the man who put an invisible rope on the stairs. Put the ball so everyone thinks Kirana's the cause of Alexa's fall.

“When everyone was off guard, I put the suit in the closet where Mirza was. So that if Balin sees CCTV footage, he thinks Mirza is the mysterious man.”

Bugh.

Alan's sister punched Harsa right in her nose which made the man fall to the floor. Not there, Alan attacked Harsa more than I got in the hospital.

Mirza didn't hold Alan. He looks silent not to think Brother Alan will be that brutal. Same as me.

“You're depraved, Harsa,” Raung Kak Alan.

“You killed Nick, killed my niece-to-be, and made us all hate Kirana.”

Mirza came forward with clenched hands, “And you purposely made me a scapegoat, Harsa.”

Mirza also contributed a blow to Harsa. Once I felt enough, I calmed Sis Alan and Mirza.

“She had to languish in prison, Balin,” infuriated Alan's brother who was like a fidelity.

“In the fairy tale, the Wolf was successfully put into a trap by the Woodcutting Man. So are you, Harsa. Now, you can't go anywhere. My house is surrounded by police.”

Harsa laughed scornfully, she walked backwards until she passed the door to the balcony. He stopped because his body had already hit the fence.

“I'll make a different end of the story, Balin.”

Beyond my expectations, when it was also Harsa dropped down.

“Haarrsaaaa.”