Rachania
RaKhania ~ 096
After attending the trial of Alan Thariq, Disha and Rakha now have a courthouse parking lot.
"You sure you want to go alone?" rakha.
"Yes, brother. After all, you also have to work." said Disha.
"Yes. Today I have to go to City D. The branch there is having problems."
"Sister, if you need my help, just say it. I'm still saving money to help out with sister's company."
"no need. You just keep your money. You're gonna need it more."
Disha's face returned moody.
"That's it. Don't think about what Alan said. We'll start all over again."
"Yes, brother."
"After all these problems are over, you want to get married."
"Sister, does it have to be this fast?"
"It's good for what's delayed."
Disha hugged Rakha.
"Sister, thank you."
"Since I've considered you my sister. And it turns out to be true, you're my sister."
After hugging Disha got into her car and drove slowly away from the court area. Then, Rakha and Dika also went from that place.
In a different place, a beautiful woman in her sexy clothes walks into a special female detention house. The sound of the woman's heels clearly echoed in the quiet room.
A beautiful and sexy woman who is none other than Irish immediately met the rutan guard.
"Excuse me, Miss. Who do you want to meet?" ask the guard.
"I want to meet a prisoner named Ghaniya Thariq. Tell him if a guy named Jonas wants to meet him."
"Okay, come in. You should check first in the examination section."
Irish nodded in understanding then walked in.
Irish circulated her gaze and chose an empty chair to sit on.
Before long a female warden brought Niya to meet with her guests. Niya looked around and looked for Jonas. But apparently he did not find it.
"Mother, where's the guest for me?" niya asked the prison guard.
"Me!!!" exciting Irish.
"Huh?! Irish?" Niya surprised.
"Mother, didn't you say that my guest was a man? Why her...?" ask Niya.
"Sit, Niya! I did use Jonas' name on purpose so that you would be willing to meet me." Irish casually said.
"Huh?! Whatchu mean?"
Niya was forced to sit facing the Irish.
Irish looked at Niya from head to toe.
"Ckckck, how sad is your fate spoiled child." said Irish.
Niya did not answer and turned her face away.
"Do you think Jonas is willing to visit you? You almost ruined his business. If you hadn't killed Rich rashly, none of this would have happened. You saw for yourself what you did, didn't you? Your father's in jail now, just like you."
Niya was still unmoved and unwilling to respond to Irish words. His heart was indeed sick because now he was just himself waiting for the death penalty for him. There are no more people who love him as much as before.
In her deepest heart, Niya began to regret everything. If only he had remained Rakha's sister, perhaps none of this would have happened.
"Today is your father's verdict hearing. Have you heard?" Irish spoke again.
"Well?!"
"He'll be sentenced to death just like you."
There was a glimmer of sadness on Niya's face. He really wanted to meet his father for the last time.
"After this, you have to let Jonas go with me." - Irish.
"Tell him, can I see him just once?" niya said with a trembling voice.
"can't. He won't want to see you. You have to be self-conscious."
Niya shed tears.
"You know..." Irish moved her body closer towards Niya.
"I have a son from Jonas."
"Well?!" Niya rounded her eyes.
"Our relationship has even gone that far. Apart from the hobby Jonas who likes to play women. We have something to keep together."
"alright. I lost, Irish. This time you won. But just look. I'm sure Khania's twin brother will pay it all back to Jonas and the organization."
Irish clenched her hands. He wanted to reply to Niya's words, but the girl had already moved from her seat and returned to the holding cell.
"Damn!!! How dare he talk to me that way! Let's see who wins. I have a wonderful plan to destroy them one by one." murmured Irish with a grin.
Irish immediately grabbed her phone and contacted someone.
"Hello, have you been watching the girl?"
"Already, boss. Looks like the girl is working alone now without anyone's company."
"Hmm, great. Always report to me. I'll see him soon."
"Good, boss."
Irish kept her cell phone back and exited the detention house with a terrible sweet smile.
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