The Angel of Wounds

Chapter 75

A day accompanying Hasna fitting a wedding dress makes Rama really feel dizzy. Actually, neither Hasna nor the dress to be worn was the trigger, but more on her strange request.

Everywhere the bride-to-be would want if her future wife would look beautiful on their special day. But unlike Rama, the man did not want his wife to look beautiful.

Hasna beautiful women, even always beautiful without makeup that adorns her face. With his innocent face alone was able to lure two men at once, Ivan was also that rancid guy, Bian.

By looking at the incident, Rama probably let his wife be beautiful in the eyes of other men.

"How, still doesn't fit?" Ask the boutique owner.

"The dress is very simple, still not suitable?" Ask Mama a little upset.

Rama snorted as he looked at his wife's upper body. The dress was as simple as her wish but very fitting on Hasna's body. Even Hasna's body curves were clearly imprinted.

"Why is the top too open?" His protest.

"Stranquil handsome, later we love cape to cover the treasure of beautiful Mbak." The boutique owner squinted his mischievous eyes as he uttered the word "treasure".

Rama was silent for a moment. The feathers bristled when he saw the man so-the incident.

"Two more weeks can be re-fitting, if the cucok directly cus wrap." Further.

It seems Rama can not dwell when facing a creature similar to himself but has the aura of a jaipong dancer, gurgling. Rama just agreed. Don't get himself in the darn like soap. Moreover, the fingers lentiknya already close to the chin of Rama, making him have to be extra vigilant.

Everyone in the room could breathe a sigh of relief, especially Hasna. The woman did not need to try on the dress again after this. It's so tired.

"OK, later stay in the remodel a little, must have been dipped. Moreover, the mama is very pretty." Praise the boutique owner. His springy fingers almost poked Hasna's chin, but could be patted by Rama quickly.

"Keep your hand away." His sweat.

"Mas." Hasna lifted her eyes.

"Aww.don't be handsome KDRT." The man rubbed his hand which was struck by Rama.

"Rama." Mom looked as if she was warning.

"Sorry Sonia, Rama likes it." Mama felt bad.

"It's okay, Auntie. Rama likes habits. Good thing I got it." Said Sonia, the boutique owner. Once again Rama shuddered in horror.

"Okay, same as my assistant as always." Sonia was about to move, but was prevented by Rama.

"Wait." Rama.

"What else is handsome?" Sonia rolled her eyes lazily.

"This dress still makes Hasna look beautiful." Tweet Rama.

Now all those in the room were both perfectly castrated in their eyes.

"Rama."

"Maorom." It felt Hasna was powerless to try on the dress again.

"How do you want it?" Ask Sonia lazy.

"Is there anything that can make Hasna's face not look beautiful later.?"

"Yes, notar Mbak Hasna I wear a mask all veils, let the closer the face." Sonia replied upset.

"Some, wonder. All the clients who fit the dress here always say, please show me a dress that can make my future wife look beautiful on our special day. This is asking his wife not to look beautiful. Weird." Sonia's lips with her lemes.

"Tau nih, ntar that there is thought we are not able to make Hasna look beautiful like a bride. Do you want, your wife will be the material of the guests later?" Say Mama.

Right, too, but.... Ah, nevermind.

Finally Rama agreed, and will re-fit in two weeks.

***

Rama was silent in his study. Because he accompanied Hasna, he forgot his plan this afternoon.

"I need your help." Rama said to someone over the phone.

"What can I help you with?" Ask someone from across there.

"Please help me investigate..." Rama told the details of the incident that happened to him yesterday afternoon. Time, and place he also mentioned to facilitate the investigation.

"I just want to know who's behind all this. Because I feel something is awkward. And I'm pretty sure this is someone's scenario." Rama was sure.

"Well, I'll work it out before twenty-four hours."

"Good, I'll wait for the good news." Rama turned off the phone.

Rama is very hopeful, there will be no fatal mistake from yesterday's incident. Don't let him ruin Marissa's future.

***

Geck, tok, tok.

"Lake in."

Ivan went into Rama's room. Apparently the man was busy checking reports at his desk.

"Sorry, sir, just remind me that today there was a meeting with Mr. Dirga. He invited you to lunch." Rama.

"Sir Dirga?" Ask Rama to make sure. Both of his eyebrows were sharp.

"Yes, sir."

"Wasn't that invitation two days ago?" Ivan seemed to think. It seems he did not misinform.

"No, Sir. He did invite from a week ago, and his secretary just reminded me that today is his meeting." Ivan was sure.

Like there's an awkwardness to what he and Marissa experienced two days ago. It is better that he attended the invitation of his business partner, who knows will find a bright spot.

"All right."

No problem, at least he will collect evidence, if what they experienced in the hotel yesterday is just a scenario from someone.

***

Their meeting this time was in a Japanese restaurant, not a restaurant in a luxury hotel like yesterday.

Mr. Dirga had already arrived accompanied by his secretary. The middle-aged man stood up to welcome Rama's arrival.

"Good day, Mr. Rama." Mr. Dirga reached out to shake hands with Rama.

"Good day, Mr. Dirga. How are you?" Ask Rama.

"Good, Sir. Please." Said Mr. Dirga, let Rama sit down.

After the trite base asked the news, they finally discussed the cooperation carried out by their company. The conversation stopped as the waiter delivered the order.

They discuss work seriously while enjoying lunch. Until finally Rama asked the most important point of his meeting this time with Mr. Dirga.

"Sir Dirga, sorry. Can I ask you something?" Ask Rama.

Discussion of their work is over, Rama thought it would not be a problem when asking about things that are outside of work.

"Please, Mr. Rama. We can talk casually." Answer Mr. Dirga.

"Sorry, what before our meeting today, Mr. Dirga made an appointment through my secretary?" Mr. Dirga looked to be frowning.

"No, why, Mr Rama? Is there something?" Ask Mr. Dirga.

"No, Sir. I'm just making sure I don't miss an appointment with you. For the past two days I have not been in the office. I just feel bad if the previous meeting was on the reschedule." Rama smiled faintly. A little reason to seek the truth, not just.

"For three days, we had business outside the city, Mr. Rama. That's why we have a new meeting today." Answer Mr. Dirga.

Mr. Dirga again enjoyed the meal in front of him. But Rama was not satisfied with the answer he got. He tried to find a question that would not make the two people in front of him feel suspicious.

"Mr Mala, may I ask for help. Sorry if it's a hassle." Rama said with a smile.

Mr. Mala, secretary of Mr. Dirga is a woman who is much older than Rama. He is very professional with his work, so Mr. Dirga is very suitable partner with the woman. His friendly attitude always makes anyone feel comfortable.

"Please, Mr. Rama. What can I help you with?" Answer him friendly.

"Emm.actually I do not feel good to say it, because it will trouble the mother later, and seem unprofessional in working." Rama really felt bad this time.

"It's okay, Mr. Rama. You don't have to be shy. If I can help, I will gladly help Mr. Rama." Say that woman again.

"Sorry, can I ask for a copy of the file discussion of cooperation points that we discussed today? I mean, there are some points that I have not had time to put in the list. Usually I always take my assistant or secretary, but for this time both are in trouble. So, I'm a little troubled. I beg for his help. So that nothing goes wrong in the future." Rama.

"Ah, well, Mr. Rama. You don't have to worry about it, I understand that. It would be very troublesome if you do not bring an assistant or secretary when there is an important meeting like now. I will send you via email soon." Answer Miss Mala.

"Thank you very much, Miss Mala. I apologize once again, because for this meeting I was a little late to make Mr. Dirga and Ms. Mala wait for me." Once again Rama smiled as he said it.

"Ah, Mr. Rama, there is no need to take that for us. We invited Mr. Rama also in advance and just reminded him two hours ago. We can understand if Mr. Rama's schedule is very tight. Especially the position of Mr. Rama as a leader who must be very busy." Said Mr. Dirga.

"Mr, it could be." Kekeh Rama's.

"I'm sorry, because I got word from Ivan, because Marissa happened to be on leave, so maybe she just told Ivan a while before I got here. Especially the changing meeting place." Rama said a little.

Ms. Mala furrowed her eyebrows, then looked at each other with Mr. Dirga.

"Sorry, Sir. I did invite Mr. Rama through Mr. Ivan. So I think we were too sudden when we recalled this meeting. So forgive us. And as for the place, I guess, we don't change it." Said Mrs Mala.

"So not Marissa? Sorry, I think Miss Mala called Marissa on leave. So chances are, Marissa's a little late delivering this message through Ivan."

"No, Sir. I never contacted Mr Rama's secretary. Because I always contact Mr. Ivan directly if there is a message from Mr. Dirga."

"Once again I apologize, maybe I also misheard when Ivan said the meeting place that I thought was different. Maybe it was me who was unfocused when Ivan delivered it." Rama smiled at the two.

"It's okay, Mr. Rama. Just relax. We work together not just this once, no. So I really understand the busyness of Mr. Rama." Said Dirga sir.

Rama breathed deeply. Hearing the words of Mr. Dirga's secretary, he was able to conclude if indeed their meeting was held today, not two days ago. And regarding the place, Rama believes the hotel is just engineering.

This is the first evidence that Rama cantongi. There was still other evidence that had not yet reached his hands. He should be able to wait, at least until tomorrow. Hopefully there will be good news later.

***

Some notifications went into Rama's cell phone. For a moment he clapped the car to see from whom the successive message he got. There are two sender numbers. One of the people he asked for help to investigate the incident at the hotel yesterday, and another of his wife.

The first message he opened, a message from Hasna. The woman always shifted her focus.

~Assalamu'alaikum Mas Rama. I'm sorry I seem to be home a little late, because the roads are so jammed.~ Hasna.

Yes, this morning his wife asked permission to accompany Mama, looking for a souvenir and determine their wedding invitation.

~It's okay, as long as you go straight home without stopping by again. I'm waiting at home.~ Rama.

The second message, this is what Rama is waiting for. He opened the message with a thumping chest. Hopefully it's not a bad thing that he accepts.

Rama took a deep breath, before finally, his thumb touched to open the message.

Several messages were sent at once. Some photos are also video files.

~According to Mr. Rama's request, I have collected the evidence you requested.~ Mr. X

~Please check, there may be a clue you can get.~ Mr. X

~But sorry in advance, because I did not get any CCTV evidence that was in the hallway of the room where you were at the time. The hotel manager said CCTV was in repair.~ Mr. X

Rama closed his eyes for a moment. If the CCTV that could be the key to this incident could not be accessed then how would he get the proof?

~If you need more help, I am ready to accept the task of Mr. Rama.~ Mr. X

Rama did not reply to any of the messages sent by his men. He was more interested in some of the files that were sent to him. Clicking one by one the file so that he can know the contents. And it turns out...

Rama closed his eyes and shook his head slowly.

"No, this is impossible. Hasna's..." Sluggishly.

"Hasna, I'm sorry." Sluggishly.

***