The Love of the Assistant

Chapters 3.03. Embark on investigating

"So this is what I should do? or is there something else?" Vino looked at Rayyan and the file in his hand in turn.

"In the meantime that's it. Don't take it lightly because I'm sure there's a big man standing behind him. One more thing, be careful."

Vino nodded slowly, only 1 sheet with a few notes in his hand but nevertheless all was not as simple as he imagined.

The actual land dispute has been resolved to be the initial trigger plus the sabotage that resulted in work accidents on several workers including the foreman himself.

"You want to stay here, or..?"

"Come home, I can only look up at the sky. If I'm at home, of course, I have a warm blanket that I can hug and I'm spoiled. Is it you."

"Ckck, the mentang already has this chant of you." Rayyan grunting.

Vino chuckled at the grunts of his best friend. For a long time the two have not met even though communication is still well established even though just asking for news considering their busyness, especially Rayyan.

"When everything's done, I'd recommend you take care of the cottage. If all goes according to plan, Mr. Raka will also set up a hotel here."

Vino nodded his head. Freelance work that he has been doing so far is sometimes unreliable. Vino will work if there is a job, be it from the bureau that houses it or personal results. Makhlum, choosing to remain in a city that is not as advanced and as crowded as the capital, of course, there are its own challenges that he must face. Luckily he had an understanding wife and helped open a grocery store to meet the needs of their small family every day.

"All right, I'll go home!! Soon as I'll give you news."

Rayyan nodded and just stared at her friend as it passed before completely missing behind the villa's gate. After Vino died, Rayyan went back into his room. Cleaned himself up before finally resting his tired body.

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"But yeah, why this fast? Didn't you say it was up to Rani?"

Rani says softly with tears on both her cheeks.

He who died trying to look good all this time finally collapsed as well when the father said if the wedding event accelerated to next month.

"Why? next month or next year the results will be the same. Or do you deliberately want to buy time to wait for the bastard to come back? don't expect me to bless you with her."

"Pad's decision is already unanimous, and son Ardi has also agreed to it. So don't let you disappoint me, let alone have a stupid thought to derail everything." Mr. Dewo stared intently at his daughter who was now only able to sob in the arms of the mother.

Since childhood, Rani is a cheerful child. Even his family was very happy at the time. But everything changed when her sister died in an accident. Police who handled the case said that Rani's brother was driving in a drunken state. But the family strongly denied this, especially Mr. Dewo.

The middle-aged man conducted an independent investigation. From there he learned the fact that his son was often involved with street children. Even Mr. Dewo had satronized where they were gathered and there he saw Rayyan's face for the first time.

"You must be patient, your father did this for your own good."

"But Rani doesn't love Ardi, ma'am."

"Mom knows. In the past, I didn't love your father either. My mother hated him so much at that time. Your father just kept coming to see your grandfather to propose to mom even though I never responded to him. Until we finally got married, the love was not felt yet. But in time the love was present and made me realize that your father meant a lot."

Lek's check.

Ms. Dewo walked into her room, closed the door slowly before stepping closer to her husband who was standing staring out of the window of the room that was left open.

"He's asleep?"

"Yet. What our actions are not outrageous mas."

"No!! this is the only way to save his life. I don't want him to go any deeper."

"But what exactly was the reason you rejected the young man. What I see is he's very kind and polite."

"We've known Ardi since childhood. We know how good and bad he is."

"But we can't judge people from the outside. At least we still have time to get to know him. I feel sorry for Rani, mas."

"I don't want to argue anymore. Like I said if their wedding is going to be held next month so you better prepare everything." Bu Dewo no longer let out his voice, the woman simply nodded and chose to pass.

"If you knew that kid was Sanjaya's son of a bastard. Maybe you'll have the same thought as me." Mr. Dewo looked at the back of the wife who was slowly moving away with a pushy look.

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Rayyan walked with firm steps. Accompanied by Mr. Yakup, the temporary foreman appointed to replace the injured old foreman. The two walked around the Cottage construction site. With his eagle eyes Rayyan looked around.

His flat face really did not show anything. No sound came out of his lips. Mr. Yakup who has since followed his steps until made frozen. The 35-year-old man appeared to wipe his sweat several times. Not only because the weather was hot, coupled with the cold attitude shown by Rayyan made him more depressed.

"So where exactly was the building that collapsed yesterday, sir?"

"Eh.. Anu is north of you." Stuttering, Mr. Yakup's voice even shook slightly. Rayyan did not show her smile. Just next to his eyebrows were pulled up as if to be a sign if he wanted to go to that place.

Yakup swiftly pointed the way while Rayyan tailed behind him.

Line police are still there even though the investigation is over. Construction of the Cottage was forced to stop for some time. Although the affair with the police has been completed and shows if the fault is not on the side of the company but the negligence of the workers themselves does not necessarily make Raka satisfied.

The workers have done the work in accordance with the existing procedures. Safety at work is also highly recommended.

"Sir, can you please get me a drink? while I'll see how things are going in here."

"Okay, sir, I'll get you a minute." Mr. Yakup passed soon after Rayyan said that he put his bottle in the temporary office.

After Mr. Yakup died, Rayyan raised his face up. His steps back forward, this time Rayyan chose to crouch on the side of the ruins.

"Why is there a barrier and it seems to be marked. So also with these ruins as if it was planned. The roof that has been cast for a week is also not as fragile as this." He murmured in his heart but his position was still there did not move until Mr. Yakup came back to him with a bottle of mineral water in his hand.