The Love of ROBBKU
Uncovering Destiny
"Until death I will not answer" said the man.
"Alright, then goodbye to your new home" Mala said as she approached a small table with a landline and called someone.
"Hello."
"Yes, hello. Who I'm talking to"
"It's a police station, isn't it?"
"Yes, with whose mother?"
"I would like to report an assault case on my house which is on Merpati street right in front of the Nur Mala Sari minimarket."
"I'm sorry, are you sure? Because we're afraid this is just a false complaint, because you're talking very calmly."
While pulling a smile at the police on the phone, those called public servants should be more friendly to whatever is reported and can be more alert.
"If you don't believe? So, get ready to receive the delivery of the body," Mala replied while hanging up the phone. However, it was suddenly startled by the presence of her husband who was staring intently while approaching.
"Who are you calling?" asked Satria who heard all the words of his wife, even though he did not hear the answer of the interlocutor who was called by his wife.
"Police," Mala explained as she approached the man.
"Think, uhuk,"
"You why?" mala asked who saw the strange gurgle of the man.
"Se-elam-mat ti-ing-gal in rum-mah ba-aru-mu," he said before losing consciousness.
"Nur! Don't touch it again!" satria shouted to prevent his wife from touching the man's body.
"He, why Brother?" mala asked confused.
"He …,"
"What's wrong?" tanya Ikbal suddenly startled the couple.
Ikbal looked at the man he had beaten his son-in-law with great care and concluded, "he's dead."
"What?" shouted Mala and Satria compact in surprise.
***
Not long after the police car arrived, everyone was taken to the police station. The four men who came to Mala's house entered the hospital. Rice has become porridge, it cannot be turned into rice again. Malang is indeed the fate of Mala, the heart only wants to protect her family. However, what is destiny that seems not to want to conform at all. Mala can now only be patient, he must enter because he hurt those who came with evil intentions to his house. The word unfair must be said, but complaining is useless. Here they are.
"Nur, let me take your place" asked the umpteenth time Satria. He hoped his wife could be free, unable to see the pregnant woman had to feel the coldness of the iron bars.
"Bapi, will try to get you out, son," Ikbal explained staring at his son-in-law, somehow the law in this country. Who should be guilty and who should be the victim.
"But, have you called the lawyer?" satria asked without turning her gaze to the wife. They inevitably let the pregnant woman spend the night in prison while the case was still going on.
"Here you go, he'll come this morning."
Satria could only breathe out a long breath hearing the man beside her.
"Prophe Brother, everything must have a silver lining." Mala tried to calm her husband who was angry to see the situation like this.
"Sir Ikbal! Thank God, all business is good."
All eyes were on the person who came and called Ikbal and he was the lawyer they were waiting for.
"Alhamdulillah, Sir. So, my wife can get out?" ask Satria enthusiastically. He did not expect the police to ruthlessly lock up his wife.
Hearing the lawyer's words made Ikbal and Satria only able to throw a rough breath. Is that how bad it is? What the pregnant woman did.
"I'm sorry, I'll open the cell to get Mala's mom out."
They all gave the police their way to do their job.
"Thank you, sir," said Mala sincerely who got the nod of the man's head. Eventually they all return home accompanied by the Permata family lawyer who wants to give some of the assets left behind to Marissa and Satria as the heirs of the late Malik.
"Please sit down, sir," Satria asked politely to the man who had served the Permata family. After arriving home, not how long came Azzahra who brought drinking water.
"Please" he said as he placed the cup of water on the living room table and returned to the kitchen.
"I'm sorry, sir. I want to take my wife to the room first" Satria's pinta who got the nod of the man's head.
After Satria and Mala passed inside, Ikbal began a conversation with the lawyer.
"I'm sorry, sir. What are you going to say?" ask Ikbal curiously.
"I'm sorry, sir. We wait for Marissa and Satria's mother, for this must be known to them."
Ikbal only remained silent after hearing the subtle rejection of the man sitting in front of him, he realized that his status was only the son-in-law of Mr. Malik. Not long after, Satria came with her mother.
"Sorry to wait, sir. Come on Mi, sit here," Pinta Satria.
Silence accompanied them for a moment, after which the lawyer began to open the conversation.
"I apologize in advance if this is a little hard for you" the lawyer paused for a moment to breathe fresh air. It was hard for him to explain what was going to happen.
"Mothers Marissa and Satria," He stared alternately at the mother and child, "you have a subsidiary of the Permata Group and a house of Yolanda's heritage."
Satria's eyes bulged, she didn't understand what was happening. All the problems that come without pause make him depressed. However, in contrast to both parents who can only throw a rough breath, because they already know this.
"This is the original letter from the asset I mentioned earlier, the house on behalf of Ms. Marissa and a subsidiary of Permata Group on behalf of Satria."
Satria just gawked at the words of the man in front of her, she had difficulty digesting all the words the man said.
"What is this, Father?" satria asked for an explanation.
"You can ask Ms. Marissa and Mr. Ikbal. I'm sorry, I'd like to resign to some other business."
After the lawyer's departure, Satria immediately asked for an explanation from both parents about the matter.
"Bapy! Mommy! Please explain this matter!"
Ikbal and Marissa were only able to take a deep breath, how to explain something that they alone did not know for sure.
"There's someone with SS initials, he's nicknamed our company in that name."
Satria looked at her papi face after hearing the man's words. He doesn't understand where this conversation is going? Just now they received the coban, now tested again! God seems not to want to let this family even if only to rest for a moment.
"Who's SS?"
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...Connect… ....
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