
Hussein was confused. What the hell is going on? Who is he really? Who is his real family? Everything still feels gray. Even the people he had trusted as a family were still hiding something from him.
Husein recognized the woman as Fara, the woman he met at Mr. Adrian's house while he was still working at the lekaki house. But how could that woman be his wife? And again, his own wife who became the mastermind in his murder? All sorts of questions kept spinning in his head and frustrating him. What kind of relationship does he have with his wife. Was he so evil that his wife held a grudge and wanted to kill him? What kind of husband was she in the past? Why is it so hard to remember and find yourself?
What Husein was thinking right now, he could not trust anyone. Not Hasan or any of his other family.
Husein regained his senses when he heard the sound of the door of the next room being knocked, which meant that it was the door of his room. It must be his personal servant who came to deliver what he asked. It seemed that Husein had been in Hasan's room for too long. Husein shut down the laptop and closed it. Then he came out of Hasan's room with some clothes.
"I was picking up some Hasan clothes!", explained Husein so that his servant would not be suspicious.
"Put it all in my room!"
Husein ordered, then opened the door of his room and let the servant in.
"Please sir, this is all you asked for..."
"Well, thank you very much, you can get out now.and please don't tell anyone that I went into Hasan's room..."
For a moment the servant looked at Husein, as if weighing something, before then nodding.
"Okay, sir, if you'll excuse me..."
After the servant died, Husein chose to lay himself on the bed. This morning he was not on any agenda, Hasan said later in the afternoon will take him fishing. Well, Husein would use the opportunity to ask a few questions.
That afternoon, Husein was ready, bathing and dressed. He said Hasan would come home early to be able to go with him.
As promised, Hasan actually came home early, prepared for a while, then went out to see him.
"Come, are you ready?"
"Yes, I'm ready.."
"Aren't you tired, having to leave again after a long day at work? If you're busy, you don't have to bother taking me away..."
"I'm tired, so I want to go fishing with you to relax my body and mind..."
"You know, we both used to do this a lot.it's just you and me..."
Hasan seemed to be reminiscing about something with a bright look. Hasan recalled their last fishing event before the accident. Where Husein recounted his wife's pregnancy so happily.
They finally got to the place they were going. An artificial lake that is quite beautiful and calm, also quiet visitors. It was only fitting that Hasan liked to go here, the atmosphere was very shady and reassuring.
They began to set up bait and throw fishing rod into the lake. For a moment the atmosphere felt shahdu. The sound of water ripples and birds chirping combined
"Hasan, actually how the accident, has the suspect met?"
Hussein asked breaking the silence. The question made Hasan quite surprised.
"You, focus on your treatment and recovery, the affairs of the suspect should be handled by the authorities", replied Hasan trying to evade.
"But I was curious, did the suspect meet? Does he have a grudge against me? Was I a bad person and had a lot of enemies?"
Husein bombarded Hasan with various questions in his head.
"No, you're a good man. The suspect is our business opponent. He wants to take you down to destroy the family business!"
Hasan answered plainly, so that no more questions could be thrown from Husein's mouth.
"Oh, so it is. okay..."
Husein knew, Hasan probably didn't want himself to know and get hurt. So from now on, Husein will only seek his own truth.