The Cost of Trust

The Part 255

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After bukber and tarawih together at the Aziz residence, his friends immediately flew to Bali. In the hope of seeing the sunrise tomorrow morning on the island of the Gods.

In the morning, I prepared the needs of Aziz mas as usual. And....Diaz had already moved hands with Neng's tea of course. My physique began to improve, so as long as Diaz was with the neng tea, I could do other work. I don't want everyone to rely on Neng's tea.

"Today is not overtime, is it?", I asked while tidying up the tie.

"God not the deck. Why?", he's got my chin on.

"Mas ..ih ...!", I said because he tickled my waist.

"I will always miss you deck!", mas Aziz rubbed my head and then kissed her .

"Hum! Every day we meet, the malem in love ration is still agagombal kangen!", I said as I thumped my lips.

"Because my wife is always making money!", Aziz said with a loving look.

"Fasting ah mas ..don't do this. What if I want?", my lead.

"What a driver, still a long holiday too!", Mas Aziz squeezed my nose. I looked at my husband's neck. There were some signs of love from me last night. Almost every night Aziz asked me to satisfy him without us....

"Mas, put on plaster, huh? Your neck is a lot of marks from me!", I said as I rubbed his neck imprinted with purplish red in several places. But still be seen by others freely.

"Ngapain is closed. Let everyone know that this mas is only yours!", he said, wrapping his hands around my stomach.

"Hum....!!! Be patient, dear.not until another month you open the fast!"

Aziz smiled faintly. He came back to kiss my forehead. Hugged me so tightly.

"Oh, baby, Farah's mom called. Yes.ko mutually sorry-sorry mas. He also said, can't go with us!"

"Yes, my mom called me yesterday too!"

"Owh.yeah that's it. You want to walk, right? Afraid late! God willing, I will also enter DWP again. If you let me out?", I grimaced to show my white teeth.

"Later on Monday, huh?", he rubbed my hair.

"Alright...thank you boss kuhhh!", I said.

"You're the real boss!", Aziz's makeup on my nose.

I drove Aziz mas forward after I put on my hijab.

"Sir....!"

"Hum?"

"When something happens to me, you know who's the first person you should call?"

I scrunched my eyebrows.

"What the hell is Ka...."

"Ssttt...Do you know who to tell Hem?", he asked again. I shook my head slowly. Aziz smiled instead.

"Yes, are you leaving? Assalamualaikum!", he extended his hand to me. Then he kissed my forehead, again!

After that, he walked to Diaz, not far from the car. Kissing Diaz so many times was as if she was going to be gone for so long.

After being content to kiss his son, Aziz runs a car to DWP.

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I just got into my room because my phone rang loudly.

Numbers outside the city?

[Hallo Assalamualaikum?]

[Guardalagsalam. With the Nugroho family?]

[Yes right, I'm Diandra Nugroho. Sorry, where is this from?]

[We from Polsek Xxxx Surabaya Bu, want to report that there was a fire that hit shophouses and boutiques Nugroho. We have to say with great regret that the four shopkeepers and a baby died at the scene].

[Innalians...mama!].

I closed my mouth with my hand. Oh Allah.Why can it be like this. I have to get ready to go there. Mas Aziz must know, the police couldn't contact him, so they called me.

I prepared for a while while continuing to connect Aziz, but there was no answer from him.

Elsewhere, before.....

The road wasn't too jammed, until he realized. Behind and to his left right, he was in the car.

"Who are they? What do they want?", muttered Aziz. Luckily the green light was on, Aziz hurriedly stepped on his accelerator. He will soon enter the DWP building area. Unfortunately, one of the cars was blocking his entry so Aziz drove his car again. The security guard stood up to see his boss's car, but he sat back down when a car blocked his boss from entering. The security guard thought his boss had other events besides the DWP office.

Aziz drove his car again, he had to find a shortcut to turn. But shit, there's nowhere for her to turn. Until he finally stopped. Same with the car stalking her. Aziz ventured out of his car.

The big tall people got out of the car that followed him since earlier.

With great courage, Aziz spoke out loudly.

"Who are y'all? What do you want from me?"asked Aziz while folding his shirt. The streets are not too crowded but not too crowded. They wear masks to cover their faces. Initially, they wanted to sabotage Aziz's accident. But unfortunately, Aziz instead circled near his office.

"We want your life!" said one of them.

"Who told you?", asked Aziz loudly. His hand is still holding the phone. He sent a voice message to someone. If Aziz had died silly here, at least he could have investigated the case.

"Lo's many bacots!", one of them attacked Aziz blindly. Aziz didn't fight much. Until something stabbed his back. And from the front, he got a raw bogem. After falling down, the perpetrators of the crime even still had time to step on the body of Aziz helpless.

It became a spectacle, only that no one wanted to be involved in it. Until one of the residents, contact the police and also the hospital.

The criminals have fled. After the criminals left. People are helping Aziz. The amount of blood in Aziz's body makes them feel sliced.

Will he survive???? The inner helpers.

Blood poured down on Aziz's back. His face was bluish. His face was now completely invisible.

On the other hand, the recipient of the voicemail is enjoying the beauty of the sea island of Bali.

Curiously, he opened the voice message from his best friend. His eyes were round for a moment.

"Mass? you why?", asked Mika who had just walked by the beach with Imah and Hayu. Damar and Dadan were ordering food for the six of them.

"We're going home to Jakarta now" Fai said as he stood up from the sand of the beach.

"But what's the matter?", Mika still hasn't gotten an answer from her husband.

Fai gave his cell phone to his wife. Mika covered her hands in her mouth. So did the others.

Dadan and Damar approached the nearby hoopla.

"What's up?" asked Damar.

"Some attacked Aziz! We must return to Jakarta soon!"

"O Allah A, may Aziz be all right!", I cried.

"Mas Aziz would be fine. We go home now!", Dadan leads Imah to her inn.

They make a flight one j after reservation.

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In-house....

I can't call my husband. How am I going to tell my mom and mom? I'm already getting ready to follow Mas Aziz to the office. Maybe he's having a meeting with a client. Calling Julian was impossible, he was going to Singapore.

Just rock my foot off to get my bike key. My phone's ringing. I hope Aziz called me. It was not my husband's voice.

[Assalamualaikum why?]

[Guardalagsalam. Good morning madam?]

[Morning, uh..this is my husband's phone? You who?]

My heart is starting to get out of control. On one hand I was still terrified by the fateful events that befell my in-laws and in-laws. Now I'm surprised by a call from someone I don't know.

[Mistress' mistress]

[Then, where is my husband? why is my husband's phone on you?]

[Fine, you're headed to the prosperous hospital, madam. Your husband is here]

[Astagfirullah! Why my husband sir?]

[You see ma'am. I can't explain]

After closing the call, I put my phone in my bag. I heard someone call me. But I didn't mind. I'm focused on the hospital.

Elsewhere, Fai Gamang felt his phone was not in Diandra's response.

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