POV Pelakor Target The Actor

Chapter 67

After removing the silencer of his firearm, the man cleared his fingerprints, feeling safe, he placed the firearm in Arsyila's hand. It was as if Arsyila killed herself by shooting two of her comrades.

"How about Mr Adam? Is it safe?" ask one of his men.

"Quickly spread the false evidence that we designed, as a reinforcement if they quarrel because of share distribution," said Adam.

Adam's men immediately did what his boss ordered.

Adam looked at Arsyila's body lying in front of him.

You used to fake the case of my sister's death, now feel it, I have avenged your actions to my sister and her husband! the screams of Adam's heart.

"Master leave this place, I'll remove our footprints and set 3 shots later."

After completing the action, Adam and his men left the room through a safe path.

***

At Zein's residence. The afternoon atmosphere was very different. Friska's laughter rang out to the terrace of the house. Zein entered his house, approaching the source of the voice.

"Ha ha ha haaaa! Amused aunt." But the sound of Friska's laughter broke again.

"She's ticklish, why do you still like it?"

Zein knows so well, it's Emily's voice.

"Already ... already, you help only. I hope it's playing."

Srak!

When Zein opened the curtains both eyes were very clear to see Emily's round stomach without covering a sheet of yarn. The stomach looks glowing because of the shiny liquid that sweeps across its surface.

Emily immediately covered her stomach, when she saw Zein at the door.

"Idih papa .. why don't you excuse me anyway ..." complained Friska.

Zein felt awkward at the sight he had seen just now. Zein tried to put on her cold face. "Since when should you excuse me to open the curtains of your daughter's room?"

"But there's aunty Emily here."

"Papa was just curious, what makes papa's daughter so happy."

"I'm happy to have a friend, even though Aunt Emily's dad's boss, I feel like I've gotten a mom's attention, since Aunt Emily's been living with us, I feel like our family is complete."

"Because it can, but not so."

"Why Pa?"

"Auntie Emily's only temporarily here, once things are safe in the city, Aunt Emily will probably leave" Zein said.

Friska turned to Emily, her eyes glazed over and heard Emily was leaving. "Aunty is leaving?"

Emily nodded slowly.

"Don't go .. I'm happy aunt here, I'm happy aunt here ...."

Emily is confused to explain to Friska why she had been forced to hide in their village all this time, saying the murder made the child mentally chaotic. Emily had an idea. "The aunt's place is sick, the aunt is afraid the aunt's child is also sick if the aunt is sick, therefore the aunt goes with Friska's father and lives with you. If the people around auntie are healthy, auntie will go home." Emily gently rubbed the side of Friska's face.

"Don't go ...." Friska hugged Emily.

Emily looked at Zein, her eyes asking the question of how she could go.

"In this life, there always comes and goes. Some come for a while, and some come for a long time. Because everyone has their own life. Papa knows Friska loves Aunt Emily, loving Aunt Emily instead of forcing her to stay in this village forever dear ...."

Zein sits next to Emily, her hand rubbing the head of Friska who is still drowning in Emily's arms. "You love Aunt Emily?"

"If you love .. don't make Aunt Emily sad. From this moment on, enjoy your company, make Aunt Emily happy. Until you are separated, longing will bind your hearts."

"But I don't want my aunt to leave ...."

"Aunty does not go now anyway, aunt still wants to play with Friska, still want aunty's stomach in the same balurin Friska, dedenya also like that Friska play the same stomach aunt.

Friska looks cheerful, she pulls away from Emily's arms and holds her body up. He grabbed Zein's hand and placed it in Emily's stomach. "Take a touch papa, his dedek pah-motion, ticklish ...."

Zein felt her entire nerve point pulsate as her hand touched Emily's stomach surface. So did Emily, it felt like her blood flow was flowing so fast, making her whole body feel warm.

The views of the two meet, whether they are visible, but time seems to stop when the two pairs of eyes collide.

"Why don't you feel the baby's grandpa move in there?" Friska giggles at the movement of Emily's baby.

This awakens Zein and Emily who are swept away in their empty delusion. Zein wanted to pull out his hand, but was held back by one of Friska's other hands. Emily and Zein are both awkward by this circumstance.

"How old are you?" Zein tries to melt the awkwardness, pulling her hand from Emily's stomach.

"Next week is in the seventh month."

"When the examination got a problem?"

"No, everything is fine, it's just that she's very shy, from the fourth month of the examination, until yesterday, she was still covering her gender" said Emily.

Zein recalled the news from the city he had just received. "Friska, where's Grandma Geya?"

"Most in the kitchen, Grandma likes to knit now, she says make my hat as good as the baby."

"Say Grandma Geya yes .. make papa coffee."

"Yes pa." Friska immediately ran towards the kitchen.

In the room, Emily and Zein live.

"There was news from the city that Mrs Arsyila and her sister died, according to information Mrs Arsyila killed her brother and co-workers, out of frustration, she committed suicide. That's the info circulating," said Zein.

"That means I'm safe if I go back to town?"

"Maybe, but you'd better ask Mr. Adam first."

"This is all I want to tell you, I'm telling you not to kick you out, I'm so happy you're here, but I can't keep you from staying here forever, who am I?" Zein stood up first, as she wanted to leave the room, she could not bear to see Emily having trouble standing up.

"Here I help." Zein extended her hand to Emily.

"Thank you, I can do it myself."

Zein held out her hand even though Emily kept trying herself. For a moment Emily looked at Zein's hand still stalling at her.

"I know you're a great woman, everything can be alone, but there are some things we sometimes need the help of others" Zein said.

Emily is still staring.

"Like her crying, we cry does not mean we are weak, just by crying the burden that rests feels reduced."

Emily grabs Zein's hand, Zein immediately helps Emily to get up.

"Geez, you're heavy too" Zein said.

"There are two lives in me, not yet the burden of my sin, I should be heavy."

The handrails, like a stream of electricity that conducts all the vibrations of all the torso, when Emily stands perfectly, both are still sculpting and face-to-face.