Secrets of the Former (Love Left Behind)

Hundred Nine

There was no longer any reason for Gantari to remain in that house. So, despite having to be disappointed for failing to meet Nevan, Gantari decided to go home. The pain of the wound on Gantari's head that was not so felt, now back throbbing. Maybe the effects of the drug are already starting to disappear.

Gantari got into the car after Sarif opened the door. "Well, is Gantari all right?" ask Sarif to worry.

Gantari took off her baseball cap and leaned her head against the back of the chair, then nodded. "It's okay, sir. A little thirsty."

Sarif understood, then carefully he returned his car to the nearest mini market and bought Gantari two bottles of mineral water.

Gantari grabbed one of the bottles after thanking Sarif. Apparently in Gantari's hands there were already several medicinal tablets and he immediately downed the drug quickly. Pain in his head should be relieved immediately.

Sarif patiently waited for Gantari to improve. He even played instrumental songs to make Gantari feel comfortable.

A call came in on Sarif's phone and the driver of the Ardiwinata family answered it immediately.

"Who, Sir?" gantari asked after Sarif hung up his phone call.

Sarif looked back and saw that Gantari could already raise her head. "Bak Gantari is better?"

"Sound, sir. The reaction is quick."

Sarif. "Barusan Pak Ardiman called, he said again at the police station and there was a summons also for Mbak Gantari as a witness."

"We were told to go there?"

"If you can. If it is not okay, let it be represented by a lawyer, said Mr. Ardiman."

Gantari looks weighed. He was already outside the house, and stopping by didn't matter. After all he was curious about the perpetrator and his motives.

"We're going there now, sir."

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Nevan stared coldly at Mariah who was now sobbing behind the glass. Pity for the woman was dashed due to her own actions. Before long, because Nevan immediately turned her body and came out of the visiting room. Now just to find the mastermind.

"Mariah is just a pawn." Edo welcomes Nevan's presence and follows Nevan's quick steps. "He did it because of pressure."

Nevan's footsteps stopped. He turned his face, staring coldly at Edo. "What do I care?"

Edo stunned. He had indeed spoken wrongly. As a friend, Edo felt insensitive. Nevan is not willing to accept a plea because her friend must be trying to protect herself from a gaping wound.

Luckily the awkward aura was split as the officer again called Nevan's name to follow her to the next visiting room. Nevan leaves Edo and follows the officer into the room, which is again sealed by glass. This time the one waiting for him and sitting across was a middle-aged man, Wiratha.

Unlike Mariah, Wiratha welcomes Nevan with her chin raised. He was still too confident that the law could still be bought.

Behind Wiratha, a police officer came in and handed her a letter. Wiratha raised her eyebrows, received the letter and opened it as the policeman left.

The confused look on Wiratha's face read by Nevan and it's time to explain. Nevan held up the phone and dialed the extension number, until the phone in front of Wiratha rang.

Wiratha turned her gaze from the paper towards the phone, then turned to Nevan who was looking at her sharply. Wiratha picked up the phone with a slanted smile full of sneers.

"Have you read, right?"

Wiratha laughing. "It turns out you were crazy."

Instead of being angry, Nevan smiled. "really. Because it's .. don't mess with a lunatic."

Wiratha laughed again. This time more difficult. "First of your life, yeah."

"Tjokorda Tara Sachita, fifteen years." Nevan pulls up next to the tip of her lips, creating a grin when she sees Wiratha's face change pias. "If it's not wrong the meaning of her name is a good and vibrant girl, right?"

"Don't fuck you, Nevan!"

Nevan giggles. Enjoy the change of face Wiratha slowly. "I'm crazy and a madman can't be commemorated."

Wiratha's chest seemed to rise and fall due to her mounting emotions.

"What will it be, yes, with you ... If you get to Tara ... "

"He had nothing to do with all this! He's a kid!"

Nevan's jaw hardened with flashes of anger that began to radiate in his eyes. "Then what does your problem have to do with Gantari?!"

Wiratha. He began to try to regulate his emotions. "Now what do you want?"

"Don't touch Gantari again, not even the tip of the hair. Either you or your gibberish."

Wiratha regulated her breathing, then nodded. "okay."

"Acquire also all your sins against Gantari, also on ... Miss Moon in court."

Wiratha shifted her eyes. Face heated.

"Breaking*nuh people doesn't seem like a big deal to me right now."

"NEVAN!" Wiratha growled, then nodded many times. "good. I'll do it all."