The Journey and Destiny of Love

Chapter 33 - Misaligned Target

“Sister, I want to talk for a while, can wait,” the girl chased after him in hasty steps.

Faisal turned his head, his thick eyebrows seemed to be in question. Since when did the ex-husband know him. After a moment of silence, the man turned around and followed Lia to the terrace of his house again which had begun to be quiet. He sat on a long bench facing the courtyard, waiting for the owner of the house to come. Before long the girl came out with a tray containing two glasses of orange juice. He presented it to Faisal.

“Please Kak drink first while waiting for Father, he was receiving a phone call for a while,” he said with a smile that was back. Lia preceded a gulp of orange juice she had grazed so that Faisal followed her. The corner of his eyes squinted full of cunning. Faisal was still in his position. Lia thrust the glass closer to the field.

“Come, brother, mumpung still cold, seger,” he said again as if impatient to see the man drink his homemade juice. Faisal only glanced at a glance lazily.

“Lia!” a woman's voice called out to him from inside the house.

“I'm sorry Brother, called Mom,” the girl passed and left Faisal.

“Mas, Sorry would-be son-in-law Bu Wanti huh?” suddenly a heavy-sounding voice called out to him from behind.

“Iya, what's up?” Faisal turned to the direction of the voice, looking like someone dressed in shabby clothes was standing with his face down. Part of his face was covered in an irregularly-drawn headband.

“Tadi Bu Wanti asked me to tell Mas to go home quickly, there is an urgent matter he said,” the man while still looking down.

“Good thanks sir, but I am still waiting for Mr. Lurah, he wants to talk to me,” Faisal said.

“Oh means Mr. Harnan, he was I saw was chatting in the patrol post, you should go home soon, the father-in-law Mas wait a long time, next time, come on!” The man half forced Faisal.

“But I am not saying goodbye,” said Faisal while he was about to go to the door of the house that was half open.

“No need Mas, later I told non Lia, he must understand,” firmly the man who still lowered his head.

Finally Faisal relented and immediately left to leave the terrace of the house that was already deserted. The shabby-clothed man looked at his back until the tall, strapping figure disappeared. The man's hand then exchanged Lia's orange juice, after which he threw out half the orange juice that Faisal was sitting in. Then he left the terrace with a limp path and disappeared behind the bushes and plants that were not too far away. His eyes watched over Mr. Harnan's half-opened door, until Lia's figure reappeared this time in sexy clothes. The girl looked startled at Faisal's empty seat, but at first glance she saw a faint smile on her lips looking at the remaining half orange juice. Then he approached the sitting temple again by arranging a challenging sitting position so that the hemisphere of the skirt up to half the thigh showed the poke of the legs.

“Sister Faisal!” Lia turned her head left right, while calling out to Faisal, her hand picked up her orange juice and gulped it down slowly until only a quarter of a glass remained.

“Sister Faisal!” the girl turned to the courtyard, she thought Faisal was looking for the wind outside.

“It is impossible for him to go home without saying goodbye,” muttered to himself after almost five minutes waiting for the man to return. He began to feel something strange running through his body. A hot and lustful feeling that made him start to fidget. His brain could not think clearly, his eyes were increasingly soft but there was no one there.

“Non Lia,” A man's voice suddenly shocks him from behind.

“Ardan,” the voice of the girl sighed lustfully and looked at a young man who was none other than her gardener's son. Lia stood up and approached to the point of leaving no distance that made Ardan aghast with perfectly wide eyes. However, he assessed his employer's son for a long time but being in such a close distance made him unable to think and do anything.

Lia draped her arm around the man's neck and pressed him so that Ardan's body was stuck in the wall. It seemed like the high dose of medicine he had put into Faisal's drink reacted quickly. His own hands opened one by one the buttons of Ardan's shirt. His breath hunted quickly and he pulled the button pajamas of his own shirt which did not close up.

“Non Lia,” Ardan's hoarse voice that had begun to ignite, but a flash of consciousness forced his hand to push Lia's body away.

“Lia! Ardan!” there was a loud shout that made Ardan's consciousness return to his soul. His arm pushed Lia's body away. The man's face paled perfectly when he saw Mr. Harnan with Mr. Irfan who was none other than his father Romi standing. Mr. Harnan's reddened face restrained his anger, pulling his daughter's arm while shouting.

“Mother, brackets her in the room, embarrassing!” shouting Harnan. A woman opens the door with a faint smile as she approaches her husband. But the smile turned to rustle when he found out that the man who was caught was not Faisal but his own servant.

PLAQUES

“Badness,” with perfectly rounded eyes a slap landed on Ardan's face. Then the middle-aged woman forced Lia's hand to enter the house.

“Pak Harnan, he is not worthy to be my son-in-law, the engagement of Romi and Lia I cancel,” Mr. Irfan in a firm and intimidating voice cancel the engagement of his son Romi who has been intertwined for some time.

“Ardan, send your parents here, I will marry you before making further disgrace,” Mr. Harnan's voice was firm with a face filled with disappointment. He left Ardan and went in after his wife and son. The loud door slam ended the night. While a triumphant smile was riveted from the figure of the man wearing shabby clothes who had since noticed the incident. Then the man moved away with the road limping away from the former lurah residence.

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“Assalamu’alaikum” Faisal said his greetings when arriving at his prospective-in-law residence, the door was still half closed and the sound of the TV was still heard.

“New home Bang?” a girl opened the door and greeted him with a smile.

“Where's mom?” Faisal searched for Bu Wanti because he remembered the message of an unknown person earlier if there was an urgent matter.

“Have slept from earlier Bang, soybean,” Anindita said while giving way for the man to enter the house.

“So instead of telling people to ask brother to come home fast?” faisal's forehead was wrinkled.

“Engga Bang, who said that?” Anindita also frowned at the sign of wonder.

Faisal remembered the figure of the man earlier, at a glance he saw the man walking limping. Is that the man who had been watching over the residence of his in-laws. But he wanted to make sure of it himself, in his brain began to devise a plan to arrest the man and bring before him his own future wife and future father-in-law.

“Honey, we add a few days to his holiday, later you ask for additional leave to the office,” said Faisal while stroking the head of Anindita.

“Why?” the girl's speech came to a halt when Faisal suddenly peeked at her forehead.

“Udah did not have much to ask, good night,”turnya while then he took a roll of carpet and rolled it out then lay his body there. While Anindita just looked at him while shaking her head.

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