The Love of the Duda

TCSD 162: End of Freedom

"Indira Anarawati Anindya, that's what we're looking for!"

The rain of thousands of petals of various colored roses that previously adorned the mood of Dira, thus forming facial lines filled with happiness, and, now instantly turned into a meteor shower that successfully ravaged his heart and mind.

Climbing, that was the body language that the woman displayed. Until only leaving a demeanor that gives a signal to his lips to gap wide and both his eyeballs are perfectly wide.

"S-I...?" said Dira stammered while pointing at his own nose.

One of the policemen named Huda nodded his head steadily. "Yes Ma'am, we came here to find Indira Anarawati's mother Anindya."

"Why am I the one you're looking for sir? Why not this woman?" cecar Dira while pointing towards Mara who was standing next to him. "Isn't this woman the one who made the assassination attempt on Oma Widuri? But why am I the one you're looking for?"

Now it is precisely Mara who is surprised, because in front of this police even her brother-in-law is still accusing her as the mastermind behind the slipping of oma Widuri in the kitchen.

"What's Dira talking about? What this cop is looking for is Dira, not me!"

Anxious also Mara because since Ora Widuri slipped in the kitchen, she was undermined by the accusations of Dira who did not have the evidence. Not wanting to go long, Mara tried to figure out the intention of the police arrival this morning. "Sir, what crime did my brother-in-law commit, until the Fathers sought him out?"

"We are looking for Dira's mother for the crime report in an attempt to embezzle money at PT WUW. Not only embezzlement, manipulation and mark-up have also been done by him, thus making the bankruptcy of the company owned by Mr. Raharja and Widuri's mother."

If previously Dira as if rained by thousands of meteor rocks, now comes another rain of rocks Merapi mountain that fell when one of the active mountains is still erupting. The surprise that had been slightly cut back, now reappeared. To make the woman's body crumpled dimly like a crumb of pea rempeyek. (Mon maap, the author is a little hyperbole in describing how broken Dira's heart, hihihihi 😅)

"What kind of report is that, sir? Don't try to slander me. I can demand back, these gentlemen. And it could be the Fathers who will be languishing in prison for defamation."

The two policemen and Mara both threw eyes at each other. Without being given the cue of the three people who were directly involved in the conversation with Dira were equally spawning their respective temples. Dizziness, digesting Dira's increasingly nonsensical speech.

"Mother Dira, rather than us fussing in this place, let Mother come with us to the office. There you can explain in detail what really happened."

"But I don't want to go there, sir. I am not guilty. Mara is the one you should catch first. Because the crime is far more fatal, which is to make an assassination attempt on Oma Widuri!"

The two policemen approached Dira and quickly ambushed the woman's body. "Please cooperate, ma'am. I can explain it at the office!"

"Sir.... I don't want to be arrested!"

***

Dira accompanied by Mara and mbok Darmi has arrived at the police station. Although the woman was reported to have committed a crime, Mara did not have the heart if she did not accompany her sister-in-law to fulfill the police call. Until he decided to go to the police station.

Dira was in one of the rooms with one of the investigators. While Mara and Mbok Darmi wait outside the room. Sit their bodies on a long wooden chair that is already available there.

"Darling!"

The baritone voice that was still heard, spread the daydream of the old pregnant woman. He dribbled his eyes together to look towards the source of the sound. A sweet smile immediately rose on the lips of the woman.

"Mas Gods!"

Mara intends to rise from her sitting position. But the Lord hurriedly shook his head as a gesture to keep the wife in her position. The god sat beside Mara and then pulled the woman's body to carry her into her arms.

"I'm sorry I left you too long, baby, you're okay, aren't you?" said Dewa while peeping the head of his beloved wife intensely.

"Mas ... oma? How's Oma doing? Oma's fine, right?"

Without answering the question from the Gods, Mara instead chimed in on the husband with another question.

The god smiled bitterly. Oma's condition will definitely make his wife so shocked, but as much as possible God cover it all. "Oma's gonna be fine, baby...."

"Mas, take me to the hospital. I want to see the state of oma, Mas."

The god rubbed his wife's back, trying to calm her down. "Dear, you'll definitely drop me off to meet Oma. But at this time let me finish the business of brother Dira first huh. After that I'll take you to the hospital."

"Wa, where's Dira?" said Vishnu who always came to approach his sister and also his wife.

"Sir Dira is inside. Is Vishnu really ready to meet him?"

"Like what I said from my mouth. I will follow the entire legal process. Although Dira is my wife, but if she is guilty, I will definitely support all the paths you have chosen."

The god nodded slowly. There was a slight sense of tightness that lingered in his heart. It turns out that between himself and his brother, both have a less fortunate fate with the first marriage they lived.

The god looked at his wife's face. "Honey, you and also mbok Darmi wait here first. Let me and Vishnu's brother in a moment. After that, we went to see Oma in the hospital."

"Yes, it's."

***

"What the fuck is this Wa? Why do you make such false reports? Why are you accusing me without proof. And you Mas, why do you keep quiet to see your sister throw me into prison like this? Let's do something! I don't want to be crouching here!"

Dira shouted loudly when he saw the God and the husband entering the investigation room. The woman seemed to be unable to accept what she was going through at the moment. He did not want the rest of his life to be spent behind bars, which would surely be the worst place in his ever perfect life.

"I didn't expect you to do this to my family, Dir. What less have you lived with me all this time? Almost all the wishes you want related to the material there is nothing I do not grant you, but what is your reward? You repay my kindness, the kindness of oma with this kind of pain and destruction."

Escape was a drop of clear crystal from the eye fertilizer Vishnu. His chest felt so tight and rumbling as if being hit by large stones.

"Mas, what are you talking about? I didn't do anything. The gods must have just wanted to slander me. Because he doesn't want the oma treasure to be divided in two with us."

Dira again issued his argument in self-defense. But the more he tried to defend himself, it was more and more like a bo*doh woman.

"Stop your charade Dir! I'm so sick of hearing that. You don't remember that there was one witness who would incriminate you!" said Vishnu who seemed so ignited emotions.

Dira gasps. His forehead is slightly pucker. "Witnesses? What witness is Mas?"

Vishnu turned towards the door of this room. With a slight shout he called out to someone who was still outside the room. "Bring, comein!"

Czech....

The door of the investigation room opened and Wibawa was seen swinging his legs to get closer to some people who were already in this room. The presence of Wibawa successfully made both eyes wide as if Dira wanted to escape from his place. His body seemed to limp for a moment when he saw a man who according to the news he had heard had died at the hands of those who were his men, now it seemed fine. There's not even one less thing.

"Carried over?"

Wibawa only nodded faintly. "Yes ma'am, I came here to bear witness to what you did five years ago."

Dira shook his head, as if not believing that luck was not on his side. He looked back at Vishnu's face with a face pleading for release. "Mas, please get me out of here. This is all the engineering that Wibawa has done. I'm not guilty at all!"

One by one people who are in this place are targeted by Dira to escape the mistakes he has made.

"What other drama are you playing sister? Better Brother live this all in accordance with the law that runs. And don't do anything that's getting worse, brother Dira!"

"I didn't do that Wa. I didn't do it!" said Dira loudly.

"Alright if Brother Dira wants to escape from the entanglement of cases that occurred five years ago. Then what about this?"

God held out his cell phone towards Dira. In a hurry he grabbed the phone. For the umpteenth time the woman's eyes were wide open when she saw what was in the phone of her sister-in-law.

The god looked towards the investigator. "Sir, in addition to reporting my brother-in-law for embezzlement that resulted in great loss of PT WUW, I also want to make a report that my brother-in-law is making an effort to harm my wife."

"What do you mean God? Can you explain it in detail?"

"In my cell phone there is a CCTV recording file at home. In the recording it is clear that my brother-in-law deliberately spilled cooking oil to harm my wife. But in reality the victim was my oma to make him critical."

"Okay sir, we'll process as soon as possible."

"Truly your bad woman Dir. I didn't expect that I would marry a snake woman like you!" timpal Vishnu seemed to vent all his anger.

"Mas, please forgive me. I'm not gonna do this anymore. I promise to be a good wife to you, Mom. But please release me!"

Felt there was nothing more she could do because her current position was completely cornered, Dira begged for a pardon from her husband. While Vishnu seems increasingly indifferent to not pemubris at all.

"Run what you should live Dir. Maybe this will also be the limit of the patience I have as a husband for you. About embezzlement of money that you do to make what has been pioneered by oma and opa bankrupt maybe I can forgive. But your actions that made the most precious woman in my life as alive as it is today, I cannot forgive."

"Mas, what do you mean by that?"

Vishnu sighed deeply then slowly exhaled. "I've asked my lawyer to take care of our divorce." Vishnu stared fixedly at his wife's face with adhesiveness. "Indira Anarawati Anindya, we're getting a divorce!"

Dira was surprised to die. He shook his head as if he could not believe that this was all natural. "No, Mom, I don't want to. Please forgive me, Mas. And do not divorce me. I promise I will...."

Czech....

"Lord of Gods ... Mrs Mara, sir. Lady Mara!"

"Mbok Darmi what's he talking about? What happened to my wife?"

"Mrs Mara will give birth, sir!"

"What????"

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Update to 2 done! Hows it? Is it in accordance with the wishes of all readers?? hihihihihi hopefully yes brother...😅😅

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