She is My Dea (Pursuing a Crazy Wife)

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"you want to follow where this girl goes, right?". said Amar who knew the way of his friend's mind.

"yes". Alan flat as he glanced at Amar.

Then Amar clicked on another file where the footage came from a cctv on the street that led a few blocks from the hotel.

The stormy atmosphere slightly blocked the camera view at that moment. But the movement made Netra Alan focus on one hijab-wearing woman holding her mini backpack that was walking towards the intersection. Where one intersection leads to another city and the other to the airport.

Alan continued to notice the movement of the hijab woman in the cctv footage heading towards the intersection towards the airport while from the opposite direction a car was speeding towards the woman who looked cold.

netra Alan continued to watch both sides, he predicted there would be casualties in a few minutes. Because both of them seemed to rush like they were chasing something.

Blush....

his pupils widened when he saw the woman's body thrown several meters after being hit by a luxury car that was not clear what color. Alan and Bima were astonished by the netra of those who continued to pay attention to the movements in the cctv recording.

a man approached the woman who had been sprawled with a body drenched in blood and her breath that began to sting on the side of the road. Alan and Bima continued to watch the recording with a definite sense of pity to see the woman. They fell silent with the blind who continued to focus on the monitor screen until the man took the woman away in his car.

"can you zoom in on the license plate?". Ask Alan.

"yes". Sahut Bima nodded her head

Now Bima's hand clicked the cctv recording file with the intention of enlarging the image on the monitor screen on the car plate that hit the woman.

"A 1234 XA ". Alan's hiss as he frowned at his forehead.

he felt like he saw the license plate somewhere but not where.

"gue can track who the owner of the car is if you want". Bima said bid for help when he heard Alan's hiss while staring at the monitor screen.

"yes can". Alan Sahut.

Then with deft Bima type the car plate and find the data requested. Click it presses the enter button to open a file of someone's data from the owner of the car plate.

"no files?". They both wonder.

"wait for this to happen six years ago. That means the license plate has been changed". Bima Clear.

"can you track who owns the license plate before it's changed?". Ask Alan expectantly.

"go try". Sahut Bima's.

Then his fingers started playing on his advanced laptop keyboard keys. A few minutes later Bima began to smile as she began to feel she had the data she was looking for.

"where we go!". Pekik Bima happy while pressing the enter button

"Evan Xander??". Both were stunned.

"do you know anyone?". Ask Bima curiously.

"yes. He's the owner of Xander Agency". Sahut Alan while staring at the photo ktp size in the monitor screen.

"thank you bro". Alan said sincerely.

He admitted that his friend's IT skills are getting faster and more accurate in searching for data that is lost or deliberately lost.

Then Alan asked Bima to retrace the street cctv on that fateful night until they saw the car enter the hospital yard where Midea was also treated there when his boss' wife had an accident.

Alan glanced at the monitor screen, which was now just a luxury car, motionless in the parking lot for several hours.

she recalled Midea as she wrote down the date, month and year she was discharged from the hospital after the accident.

"was she the same woman at the time?". Alan murmured in his heart.

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Alan started looking for information about Midea's accident six years ago. One by one he met the people involved when dealing with Dea in the hospital including the doctors who operate Midea.

In addition, the image of a face full of rough strokes that Alan had printed before him. It uses a sophisticated application to find out whose face is actually in the cctv.

Alan's netra widened when the face in the cctv was the face of a woman who was hated by her own boss.

"god how can that be?". Pekik.

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Today Alan decided to tell her everything he knew about the first wife of his boss.What else Celine had told him about their meeting at the cafe. Added all the evidence and valid data about the accident that occurred six years ago..

Alan enters Justin's office with all the medical history files from Midea Hasxander and gives them all to Justin to see for himself the information from Midea's previous medical records.

"sir". Call Alan and give him what he brought to Justin.

"what's this?". Justin asked as he looked at the file.

"mrs Midea sir". Alan flat sahut.

"It's written in full when the madam's accident for the first time". Resume next.

Justin took the file from Alan's hand. Then Alan picked up something from his suit pocket, a flasdisc containing a conversation between himself and Celine.

Justin chose to look at the file that Alan brought first. He read the results from the medical history of Mydea. One by one he learned the more he knew more about Midea in the past. More and more make Justin more curious about his crazy wife.

what's more on the cctv tape that Alan put on him. His heart was racing with blood rushing violently.

"o Allah, it may not be him. Is she really that girl". The screams of Justin's bath when he saw the woman who was walking hugging her mini backpack towards the intersection that leads to the airport.

Justin knew that at that time the rainstorm was hitting strong in addition to the rain getting heavier. Justin watched with compassion on the cold woman.

"akhs..". Justin's shriek was stunned as the woman's body was thrown several meters away from the scene.

His hands clenched tightly, his chest rumbling bitterly at the turn of the cctv recording. Justin continued to watch until the video ended. Justin scooped his face rough. I don't know why there is a lot of sadness in the heart that is created now. He opened his desk drawer and pulled out a plastic clip of Dean's nail clippings as well as a white sheet with a stain of someone's virgin blood that he still keeps today.

"Alan"call Justin quietly.

"yes sir". Please bring this. Do a Dna test between my son's fingernails and the girl's old Dna test results". Justin said, pointing out two important things.

"do you suspect anything?". Ask Alan heart.

"are your thoughts the same as mine today?" justin with a question back.

"yes sir. Our thoughts are the same after knowing all about the madam". Alan Sahut.

"take it right Alan". Tell Justin.

"yes sir. I will try as soon as possible". said Alan while saying goodbye and carrying out his duties which are still a mystery.

While Justin was listening to a conversation between Alan and celine. Of all the evidence today. He took life lessons one thing that what is seen in the eye is not what it really is.

Now he began to take a caring attitude towards her. He intends to see the course of Midea's appeal. He'll apologize to the woman. Afterwards Midea was allowed to seek and live a life that was more meaningful to her psychology.

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