That Other Woman... I

THE WLIA 21

Abhimanyu was so excited when he left his house, he got into his car and drove it at a fairly high speed. He wants to meet with Laras soon.

These few days he could not talk nor could he meet Laras and it made him very upset and excited. But now he was so impatient to meet the woman he loved so much.

The journey is quite long but Abhimanyu does not feel it, he just wants to quickly meet with Laras. A few hours drive finally Abhimanyu arrived in the village where Laras lived.

But a different feeling was felt by Abhimanyu when he walked down the road to the house of Laras. The quiet and cold atmosphere so enveloped the road that is usually crowded with laughter of people who walk on the left and right side of the road.

Abhimanyu's eyes are now fixed on a yellow flag on the trunk of a large jackfruit tree in front of the yard of the house of Laras.

But strangely the house of Laras was so dark and deserted. Abhimanyu stopped the car and got out of the car. With quick steps he headed towards the house of Laras. But as he was about to approach the door, a middle-aged woman confronted him.

"Son Abi, Laras and his family hiks...!" the middle-aged woman cried a mouthful and then a man she knew was an employee at the rice mill factory owned by Syarifuddin her father-in-law also approached her.

"Mr Abi, Mr. Syarifuddin and his family are dead!" lirih.

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Abhimanyu's heart stopped beating, he exhaled and asked the old man and woman in front of him.

"You don't joke!" abhimanyu exclaimed with a vibrating tone of voice.

"The factory fires master, and all of them die!" said the man looked so very frightened and also sad at the same time.

"Clearned!" lirih Abhimanyu who was sitting limp on the ground.

When Abhimanyu was deeply shocked and did not believe what had happened, the woman then said again.

"If you don't believe me, you can come with me to the family tomb of Mr. Syarifuddin!" he said while pointing his hand somewhere.

Abhimanyu with a careless pace followed the old woman and the old man. There they were in a public cemetery, and when Abhimanyu saw four tombs that seemed new. He was getting weak, especially there was a wooden tombstone with the name Larasati written there. Abhimanyu immediately ran towards the tomb and hugged the tomb while crying out.

"Laras, I'm sorry. I shouldn't have left you, I should have... The barrel!" abhimanyu shouted in frustration.

The old man and woman looked at each other. They look sad but they must do all that if not the safety of their family has been threatened by Rahma and his men. Some residents are paid to lie, some sites are threatened by Rahma and also his men make them helpless.

Abhimanyu was still crying because he was so sorry that there was no one beside Laras in his last moment.

But in Abhimanyu's heart, he felt that Laras was not in this tomb. Abhimanyu Day was indeed very sad and bitter when he saw the tomb of Mr. Syarifuddin, but somehow his heart did not feel the same feeling when he saw the tomb of Laras.

Abhimanyu immediately stood up and approached the old woman and man again.

"Are you sure that the one who died was Laras?" ask Abhimanyu quickly.

The man and woman in front of Abhimanyu looked at each other, they did not know what to answer. From the gelagat two people in front of him Abhimanyu increasingly convinced that maybe the dead were not Laras.

"Sorry sir, but Miss Laras was not seen again after the body was found!" the old man panicked. He only said what was on his mind because he was panicked and scared because Abhimanyu looked so emotional.

Abhimanyu immediately shook his head quickly many times. He then looked towards the tomb with a tombstone bearing the name Laras.

"No .. surely it's not Baras!" abhimanyu.

Abhimanyu then left the tomb quickly, the goal was the house of Wulan his wife's close friend.

Some people look very sorry to see the condition of Abhimanyu, but they also worry about the state of their families who have received threats from Rahma and his men who have mingled with the community here.

Abhimanyu knocked on the door of Wulan's house strongly.

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"Guene..!"

But just as Abhimanyu mentioned his name, Wulan instantly closed the door quickly. Abhimanyu tried to restrain Wulan from closing the door with his feet.

"Go, you fraudster. Because of you I lost my best friend, because you're Sharif who I consider my own father died. Go you con man!" pekik Wulan tried to keep pushing the door shut.

"Wulan please listen to me, I'll leave if you answer my question. I don't believe what everyone says Laras is dead, I just want to hear from you. You're his best friend, aren't you, tell me that Laras isn't dead, is he?" ask Abhimanyu quickly. He sounded panicked.

While Wulan who heard what Abhimanyu said was actually very surprised. But because Laras himself also told him that if Abhimanyu looked for him then just say he was dead then Wulan also made the door and immediately looked at Abhimanyu with red eyes and very eyes sharpest.

"You want to know where Laras is. Then I will answer. The barrel is dead!" wulan said with great regret to Abhimanyu.

"You're satisfied, right? because of your lies a broken family, now go and never appear again in front of me or Hendro mas, because he will completely get rid of you!" upset Wulan.

Abhimanyu was really made to not believe what he had just heard. As Abhimanyu let his guard down and kept his feet away from the door, Wulan quickly closed the door and locked it.

Abhimanyu remained in his place. His eyes were blank as well as his heart and mind.

"Wheel... The barrel!" lirih Abhimanyu sounded so sad.

Wulan who saw Abhimanyu still standing outside her house from the window clenched her hand tightly.

"Based on a liar, you deserve to suffer like that. You have destroyed Laras and his family, you deserve to suffer!" the Wulan of money hated Abhimanyu.

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