The Cost of Trust

The Part 230

Julian's car has entered my housing complex. Near the echoes were more than four people standing guard.Not to mention the one in front of the stall. Lest there be more inside?!

"Mas..do we need that many bodyguards? Masyaallah.our house is a simple house. We are also not officials, especially artists. This....? Why do you keep this much??", I said as I shook Aziz's shoulder.

"Honey, this is for the safety and security of our children and families at home as long as we do not exist. So it's only natural that we need them to keep this house."

I let out a breath. I saw Julian glancing at me through the rearview mirror.

For the sake of being able to see you back as Dian was, Julian's inner self.

Julian came down and opened the door for me. Mas Aziz got me, and then Julian took down the wheelchair in the trunk.

Mas Aziz has me in a wheelchair. My smile expanded as I saw Diaz in the sling of Imah coming out of the living room door.

I saw Diaz's expression so enthusiastically looking at me again. That baby misses me too, right???

I don't feel my tears dripping. She gave up Diaz on my lap. Diaz cried while slipping into my chest. He misses my life straight away. Her crying broke just like that while hugging me.

I kissed her cheeks that I missed so much for a few days that I didn't touch. O Allah, Alhamdulillah.

"Mas Jul, thank you for all the help. And. if possible, not most of the guards. Look for security tomorrow to stay here. Don't be that much bodyguard....!"

Julian nodded too.

"Okay ma'am, I'll reduce their numbers. I'm leaving two guys is okay, ma'am. Until I find the right security to keep watch here."

I sought approval from Aziz. Mas Aziz agreed with a nod.

"Yes, two of them."

Julian smiling.

"Yes, we go in yuk. Diaz wants to be in kelonin mother."

"Mbak Dian same as me aja mas, aja mas Aziz still there need to be the same mas Jul."

"Yes Mah. Yes, the deck goes in first. I want to talk to Julian and the others."

Me and Mama went into the house. I pushed my wheelchair into the room I left a few days ago.

"Yes Allah is very happy to be home again."

Hugged me from the side. Not felt, it turns out not had time to drink asi Diaz was asleep.

"Mbak Di's. Don't be sick anymore. Imah sadly knows.!", said Imah as she continued to hug me.

"Mbak also wants to stay healthy Mah. To be next to you."

I swiped out Imah's arm that was coiled around my shoulder.

Let me take Diaz, then put her in bed.

"Bak, can you walk, right?", asked Imah.

"It can be Mah. Aziz is the only one who passed by. I'm strong on the road."

I stood up and slowly sat on my bed.

"Sir, maap ya.imah did not have time to go to the hospital."

"Why apologize Mah. Even the ones that don't feel good. You've bothered to help take care of your nephew. Must be tired right?", I said as I rubbed Diaz's head.

"Hem. Maybe it's Mah."

"Yes, come forward again. Mbak hayu in neneng tea. Now just rest. If you need anything, please call Imah or neng tea just yes."

"Yes Mah!".

She left my room, and I also laid down beside my son. I hugged Diaz who was in a dream. Missing a mother who can't be described with anything. Anyway.I miss my son a lot. I kissed her forehead over and over and I held her in my arms. Until I finally fell asleep again.

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"Julian!", said Aziz.

"Yes sir."

"Maybe what Dian said is true. Don't be too much of a vigil here. How does that effect. God willing here safe. Sorry, I don't mean I don't appreciate you."

"I understand Mr. Aziz."

"And..about the person of DWP who betrays, what punishment does he deserve?"

"If I were private, I'd fire him and go to jail. And so does Ronald. This is too late. They've already risked the lives of Bu Dian and your future son sir."

Aziz let out his breath. Julian one thought. But.not necessarily Dian will agree just like that. Dian is too kind and soft to others.

"But Jul, it looks like we should also discuss with Dian. You know what my wife looks like."

"Of course Mr. Aziz."

"Hem...Jul!" july!"

"Yes sir."

"Thank you for taking a lot of care of my family. I appreciate your honesty, but please. Be better with your fiancee. You do have the right to change whether because of anyone, including because of my wife. But..You know your limits, right?"

Julian lifted his head. Does he know?

"I understand sir. So far I just admire his personality and you too sir. There's no meaning whatsoever. Since meeting Bu Dian I have felt more appreciated, not feared. I was cold, and stiff against others. Including the Sharen. Your attitude and Ms. Dian seemed to be an example to me. A leader should not be feared but nurtured and also respected without having to be violent under the guise of 'firm' he said."

Aziz smiled as he patted Julian on the shoulder.

Sorry sir, I didn't mean to lie. But you can't be honest either, can you???

"Yes, you go back to Jul's office. Must be a lot of abandoned work, right?"

"So far it's safe sir. I was just trying to cover up about the incident that Bu Dian had experienced. You know for yourself what the business world is like. There are people who are trying to find a gap to bring down DWP. Therefore, the situation of Bu Dian is still in secret sir. But..of course if Ronald already knows."

"Yes. He'll try another way, Jul."

"Well then, excuse me to go back to the office. And.two of my men stay here first yes sir. Until everything is back to being conducive."

"Yes." Yeah."

Julian leaves Aziz's house. Followed by six of his men who use two cars behind Julian's car.

Is Miss Dian going to jail Ronald? What about Sharen? I haven't even seen him in a few days. Julian monologues while remaining focused on driving.