Sincerity The CEO'S Love(IT'S UP)

ALL DISAPPEARED

During the meal at the restaurant, Anjeli was silent. Arriving at home Anjeli was also more silent. Mirza was astonished by Anjeli's change in attitude. He prefers the talkative Anjeli than the quiet Anjeli.

"An, what's wrong with you? is there a problem? tell me the same."

"I'm fine, Mom."

Mirza approached her face to Anjeli's face. Their eyes clashed with each other.

"I see deep sadness in your eyes. C'mon Anjeli. Tell me what's really going on?"

"Mas.. hik hik.." Anjeli hugged her husband's body and cried.

"Quiet darling. Let's tell it slowly. What happens as long as I'm not around." Anjeli just shook his head. He could not tell anything that traumatized him to this day.

Mirza held onto both of Anjeli's shoulders, leaving Anjeli for a month to undergo rehabilitation. Longing and desire can no longer be contained. Mirza kissed Anjeli gently. I don't know why Anjeli this time struggling and seemed to refuse. Mirza is patient again. He tried little by little to undress Anjeli.

"Don't Mas!!!" Anjeli shouted then stood up and moved away to the corner of the room.

"An, what's the matter?" Anjeli's body decays to the floor. He buried his face between his knees. While sobbing he tried hard to accept Mirza's touch earlier. But again the shadow of the jerk man appeared when Mirza touched him.

"I'm afraid of you."

"Fear why? don't be afraid. Come wudhu first yuk. Let you be more calm. We pray together." Anjeli looked up as Mirza invited him to wudhu and pray.

'Is this really Mirza?' Anjeli rubbed his tears changed his smile because he saw Mirza's face which was now more radiant.

"Mas, this is really you, right?"

"real darling. Its Me.. Mirza. Wonder if I want to pray now? Let's pray first then later after prayer you can tell everything is the same I. There's no need to be afraid."

"I'm afraid I'm angry."

"Why should I be angry, huh?" Mirza cupped Anjeli's face with both hands. "Yuk pray first." Anjeli. He then wudhu then prayed with Mirza.

Anjeli between khusyu' and no, because only this time she was imitated by her own husband. Mirza's voice reads short letters, although she can only read Al Fatihah, An Nas, Al Ikhlas, and Al Falaq. Anjeli shuddered to hear it. His prayer has been granted by God.

Anjeli kissed the back of her husband's hand after he finished praying. She looked at her husband. It was as if she could not believe that the one in front of her right now was her husband.

"Why doesn't An believe it yet? Or fascinated to see your handsome husband? Actually I went for a month because I wanted to deepen my religion in order to become a priest for you."

"Bag.." Anjeli who was still wearing a mukena hugged Mirza tightly.

"Mas, someone tried to rape me when I didn't exist." hik hiks...

"What.....?!!! Who Anjeli? who would dare to do that to you?" Mirza looks very emotional when she hears Anjeli's statement.

"Where's Beni? why didn't he do my bidding?"

"Say An. Tell me who dares to do that to you." Mirza shook Anjeli's body. Makes Anjeli scared. She was so scared to see Mirza burning with anger like now.

"Ro... Mi mas's..." Anjeli says the name with the latest-brick.

"Romi who's An?"

"Who. time.it .. nganterin mas go home when drunk. He's Anjeli Mas's college friend. He took me to a dark place and I was made unconscious. I don't know if I've been harassed yet mas. But when I realized my clothes were still complete. hik.."

"Romi who works as a bartender?"

Anjeli nodded.he cried as much as he could on Mirza's shoulder.

"Civilized!!! Goddamnit!!!. I'll make a calculation with him now."

"Mas, don't let him ngancem me mai sebarin photos of me to my college friends mas. That's a very inappropriate photo of Mas."

"Not to be afraid An. He's going to violate the ITE law, for having spread immoral acts and being able to enter HOAXes as well."

"I'm scared because he keeps threatening me, ma'am."

"Don't Mas... I'm scared."

"Not to be afraid, An. I'll report him to the police. I'll make him confess."

Mirza immediately removed the sheath. He took the car keys and drove straight to Romi's contract.

"brak brak!!!!" Romi out you!!!" Shouted Mirza from outside Romi's contract. That makes Romi's rented neighbor on out all.

"Mas, don't make a fuss donk. It's already malem." Reprimand one of the other occupants of the contract.

"Where's Romi?"

"Rome? He moved yesterday."

"Seriously??"

"I have no idea boong. He's escaped.. Not exactly the same as the owner of the room. Noh.nanya same Mr. Madun if you don't believe."

"Thank you for the information." Mirza ran to the rented owner's house located not far from Romi's contract.

"Sir, are you sorry Mr Madun?"

"Yes right. What's up?"

"Sorry sir, is it true that Romi is not here anymore?"

"Rome? you ready?!! Damn it, kid. Go not say. We are under contract for another three months. That's just a fucking kid."

"I just want to report him to the police sir for the crime he committed."

"Ga I don't know anything. If you want to bring the police, don't be here. Sono buruan is gone." The owner of the contract was afraid because Mirza brought the police. He just went inside the house leaving Mirza.

Mirza ruffled her hair in frustration. He no longer knew where to look for Romi. The only place is the nightclub where Romi works. But how could he have entered the club that night if he still wore a cocoa shirt like now.

"Murghhhh..." Mirza thought hard. He'll just buy a t-shirt and take off his cocktail. Not that he's ashamed of his coke shirt. But he didn't want to wear that shirt for worship, to a place of worship like a nightclub.

Mirza immediately changed her clothes after she bought a roadside t-shirt. His car soon drove to the nightclub where Romi worked. It feels heavy to be back in this place. But what can I do. It's about his wife's self-esteem being humbled by Romi. He will hunt Romi wherever Romi goes.

Mirza's getting into the nightclub. Flashing lights, stomping music, men and women dancing while drunk became a common sight in a place like this. For some reason since Mirza learned religion she's become weird going to a place like this.

"Hey Mirza... Long time no see." Kelly suddenly came and grabbed him.

"Lepasin Kel." Mirza releases Kelly's rough hands.

"Jack's.. Where's romi?" Mirza asks Jacky, a bartender who is also Romi's friend.

"He came out last night, Boss Mirza."

"What??? Seriously lo?"

"Yes seriously. If you don't believe you can be the same boss."

"Ga to Jack. Thanks yeah. I'll pull it up."

Mirza walked out of the place empty-handed. He could not trace Romi's whereabouts.

Mirza contacted Beni several times but never connected.

"What is this really about? Why does everything seem to disappear. His confidant disappeared suddenly.

"Arghhh... " Mirza hit the steering wheel several times. Usually in a state of this scaring he will run on the illicit goods. But he remembered the ustadz message at the rehab. 'If you are upset and want to return to wearing that item, wudhu and pray. A lot of dhikr and sholawat. Distract your mind by drawing near to Allah, Mirza.' This time Mirza will follow ustadz's advice.

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After this I up once a week yes. until March insyaAllah can only up routine again.