Reaching the Miss (Daddy)
Revealed
"What exactly does he have to get rid of?"
"Yes Rabb, what's wrong with my wife? does this have anything to do with Nara and Amara?"
At the moment, Idris is sitting on the bed with his hands folded on his chest and his back resting on the headboard.
His eyes were fixed on the bathroom whose door was tightly closed. Where the wife is in there right now.
The man intends to find something that Rania keeps in the suitcase along with the clothes that will be brought to Surabaya.
A few seconds later Idris moved slowly to get out of bed. Her steps were fixed on the suitcase that was lying next to the dressing table.
Before launching his intention, he first knocked on the bathroom door to make sure that the wife was still long with her bathing activities.
"Mother"
Geck, tok,,, tock,,
There was no response from Rania, Idris quickly stepped into the suitcase beside the dressing table.
Slowly he opened the suitcase and began to ruffle its contents neatly arranged. There was nothing she could find there except clothes and makeup.
Sighing heavily, Idris turned his head scanning his gaze at the silver-colored door.
Though I clearly saw Rania put it in a suitcase, tucked between her clothes. But why isn't there?
Sighing quietly, Idris re-styled Rania's clothes. Just about to close the suitcase, suddenly Rania's call buzzed in her ear.
"Well!"
"B-mom" Stand up nervously and have a slightly firmer heartbeat.
"What did you do?"
"T-no bun, I just wanted to see if you had a charger or not" Glanced at the nightstand. "So the mother's phone charger is still on the nightstand"
"And it is again used to charge the mother's phone well"
"Oh, yes, how come you don't realize?"
"Dad-dad, eat it focus well, don't mind much" Samar had her lips turned upside down.
I must be wondering what I slipped between my clothes.
Lucky I saw the shadow of Idris when standing in the doorway, otherwise must have found the certificate and mobile phone and flash from the suitcase, secure also Amara DNA results.
"What time did you go to Surabaya?" she rubs lipstick on her lips.
"Sorean ya bun, get home from the office"
"Yes, I've been waiting for ya yah"
"Yes"
"Mother left first" the woman casually breezed out of the room after peeling the back of her husband's hand.
*All I've put on bik Jum, so I don't have to worry. I'm sure Idris didn't think of looking into Jumi's bik room.
"Bik Jum, I leave first yes, do not forget tomorrow morning ready Quaker same milk for my husband"
"Yes Madam"
"And don't forget, keep all my important documents, lest my husband know?" He whispered softly.
"Mistress"
Along with Bik Jum's reply, a horn sound was heard from outside, Rania knew who was coming.
"That must be Shella" he muttered sumringah. "Sir, shoot me, I go first yes, take good care of my house. I'll be gone for three days"
"Yes madam, be careful"______
In the room, Idris was still thinking hard about something that made him curious, the image of a clear map filled like documents flashed freely filling his head.
"I'd better search this room, who knows you kept it here"
Before looking for him, Idris headed for the kitchen to ask Bik Jum to make him coffee.
Just as his steps were on the doorstep that was confining the kitchen to the dining room, Idris heard the conversation between bik Jum and the other two ARTs. Seconds later the man stopped his steps and stole the ART chatter.
"Bik Jum must have been a long time, working here to the extent that Mrs Rania left important documents on the aunt"
" Nearly seven years" he answered with a fixed gaze wiping the dishes. The two ARTs whose age was on par with his daughter, only nodded in astonishment.
"Bibik also does not know, This is the first time the mistress left important documents on the aunt"
"About what a bik is, a great master can't know"
Bik Jum put his shoulders slowly before then said again. "Maybe the company's important documents or about Miss Shella's hospital"
The paperwork? Idris saturate with the condition of the heart filled with question marks.
What documents did I see?
He again sharpened his hearing to get more information about something hidden by his wife, and of course something that was very disturbing to his mind.
"Review it's a bik, don't let the big master know"
"Just calm down, I've kept it in a safe place"
"Ehem,,,"
"T-ttuan" The three of them gasped with their hearts pounding.
"Make me coffee" he ordered in his own distinctive flat tone. Both hands went into the pockets of her pants, while her black bead shone sharply. Flat, indifferent and reserved like his son, yet has great love and affection for the family.
"B-good sir" Sahut bik Jum was afraid, in his heart he prayed that his master would not hear their chatter.
"What were you guys talking about? what documents did my wife leave you?"
"Sir, b-nothing sir" He who was boiling water to brew coffee, suddenly his hands trembled as he stretched out to reach for the cup in the cupboard, the other two ARTs kept their heads down.
"When did Bik Jum lie to his boss? did you work with me when Jum used to lie?"
"T-no sir" he's fast.
"Then, give me the documents you're talking about"
"Give it to me, or you'll go to jail"
Bik Jum, Isna and Yani are glued to the surprise of the spotlight. Hearing the words of the prison as if their lives were ending that very second.
"But sir, you can't know"
"Don't argue too much, just leave it to me right now"
"But sir, if I give it to master, the great madam will definitely be very angry"
"You don't have to worry, you'll be safe if you leave that to me"
"But really, sir, won't I get angry with you, madam?"
"Have calmed down, quickly grab it and bring it before me, NOW!" His tone rose to make Bik Jum even more afraid.
In the next second, he ran towards the room.
About three minutes later, Bik Jum returned to the kitchen with what Rania left, he immediately handed it to his male employer. After receiving it, Bik Jum back to sound.
"Don't fire me sir, I still need a job"
"Bik Jum take it easy, as I said, I won't get you into trouble" he said. "Please take my coffee to the room"
"Well sir?"
Not responding anymore, Idris turned around and then stepped out of the kitchen area.
*****
Arriving in the room, he immediately opened the map and took out a dark plastic parcel.
"What is this gift?"
He quickly grabbed something from inside the plastic.
"Home certificate?" suddenly his focus was interrupted by the sound of knocking on the door.
Tok, tok, Idris turned towards the source of the sound.
"Copies sir"
"Put it on the table"
Slowly Idris opened the somewhat obsolete sheet after sheet of certificates, he checked carefully and was shocked when his pair of eyes caught the letter on behalf of Ramdan Hidayat.
"Ramdan Hidayat, is Ramdan Nara's father?"
"This is the home address of Nara's parents" he said softly when he found proof of payment inserted between sheets of paper. "Astaghfirullah, Nara's right, you've bought their house"
Inhaling his breath, he went back to reaching for the plastic and grabbed a thin object.
"Mobile? Is this Nara's?"
Cell phone is inactive. He rushed to the bedside table, then opened the drawer looking for a charger to charge the battery.
The phone screen shows the charging indicator after Idris plugs the charger. He impatiently pressed the power button on the side of the phone trying to turn it on. It took more than a minute waiting for the screen to turn on perfectly.
His hand picked the gallery menu hoping there was something to know who the owner was.
"Photo Nara?" Is this hers? mother who stole Nara's phone?"
Idris restores her hair with one hand. The other hand still held the phone and opened the contents of the message.
"Astaghfirullah mother? is this bun?"
Satisfied to see the contents of the phone, He
Put it on top of Nakas.
He turned his gaze back on the dark plastic and grabbed it. There was something else that made Idris quite surprised. A split second his forehead shriveled sharply.
A small flash drive and a white envelope with the words Pelita IMC Healthy Center 2"
"Shella's hospital?"
"What'sthis? isn't the hospital you're in the head of is Pelita IMC one?"
Curious, the man hurriedly opened the envelope and unfolded the paper containing a table in the first row.
What the hell does this mean? Idris asked in his heart. Then re-read the writing arranged in the next paragraph.
Determination of DNA profiles using standard methods against toothbrush samples (Father) and blood (Child). Based on scientific evidence, it can be concluded that the probability of Gautama Nalendra as the biological father of Amara Stevani Nalendra is 99.98 %.
"J-so is Amara Tama's real daughter? Alhamdulillah O Rabb" he rubbed his face gently after learning the facts about Amara. There is relief and happiness in Idris. However, there was anger also tucked in his heart for the wife.
"It turns out you already know that Amara is her granddaughter"
Sighs slowly,,,
"What is your heart made of? dad just found out that you're this bad, astaghfirullah mother?" his his hiss was accompanied by a gaze fixed on a small object called flaskdisk.
A man who is still handsome at his age continues to monologue with soft murmurs.
What'sthat's it? Is it your secret about Nara?
Rising from his seat, Idris walked out of the room towards the study.
Again his heart slipped when he opened the file containing four indecent videos.
Two videos featuring the face of a foreign woman, and two others with the face of Nara.
For the umpteenth time the man was privileged after watching half of each video.
Closing his face with both hands, he let out a long sigh then let it out slowly.
"It turns out that what Naraya said was all true"
"How could you do such a heinous thing as Rania, does anyone help you?"
Feelings of guilt in his son-in-law and grandchildren, as well as a sense of disappointment towards the wife suddenly scrambled in to ravage the contents of his head.
"If Tama knew all the mother's deeds, I don't know what the child would do"
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