
While installing the watch, Raka walked towards the courtyard of the house. Since then, he has been deliberately staying in the room.
If it wasn't for Kirana who wanted to surprise Hardi and Clara, Raka wouldn't have done this.
As Raka turned, there was a faint sound of Clara speaking to herself.
In a dim corner not far from Raka, there Clara seemed to be calling someone while facing the wall.
Raka slowly approaches Clara without the girl's knowledge. Curiosity, makes Raka does not want to interrupt Clara's conversation with the person on the phone.
“A-I saw for myself the spirit of Ray. She must have wanted to derail my engagement to Raka.”
Raka frowned, not understanding the meaning of Clara's words. He moved closer to hearing the words of the person across the phone.
“Clara, dead people where might be able to live again.”
“But I saw with my own eyes,” said Clara netkukuh.
“I got scared and my medicine missed at home. I want you to bring it to me as soon as possible.’
“I'll be there in two hours.”
“What? Two hours? Just be right. I can't calm down now. I was haunted by Ray's face when I hit him.”
Like being struck by lightning, Raka was stunned to hear the words of Clara.Tak think the person who killed Ray had always been nearby.
Raka's hand moved around Clara's shoulder, asking that the girl face her, and within seconds Raka's palm swung hard slapping Clara's cheek.
Plaque.
Clara could feel her cheeks hurting even her ears buzzing and her gums spitting out blood in her mouth.
This was the first time Raka had slapped a woman. Hurting a woman is not in the dictionary of her life.
But the anger blinded Raka, she could not control her emotions and body. There was no sympathy when Clara looked in pain.
Raka strangled Clara's neck so strongly, that Clara coughed and stuck out her tongue. A sharp gaze that signaled anger and pain united in his eyes radiance.
Clara's hand-held phone fell to the floor with a phone call that had not been switched off.
“S-during this.. so you who have killed my sister,” Raka roared until her voice echoed to the corner of the room.
“Uhuk..Uhuk.. Ra-ka t-no.”
Clara tried to speak even though it was very difficult because Raka's strangulation was very strong.
For a moment Raka took a breath, loosening her hand, which made Clara plop down on the floor.
“You're trying to help me find Ray's killer. Though you're the one.”
“Raka, you heard wrong. It wasn't me who hit Ray,” elak Clara cried and hugged both of Raka's calves.
“I'm not deaf, Clara,” Raka yells.
“Why did you do this to Ray? What's wrong with him, huh?”
Clara did not answer. He would not stop crying and ask for forgiveness.
However, Raka instead swung her legs to escape from Clara's grasp. Making Clara's head accidentally kicked and finally Clara's body crashed to the floor.
Raka pulls rough Clara's hand.
"Follow me! Everyone should know your rot, Clara!"
"Raka, no. Nay! I'm not Ray's killer."
***
On the front page, Amanda stared intently at Kirana. This girl in front of him had already ruined the party event that was supposed to go perfectly.
"Please embarrass me, and don't forget to prepare a mask to cover Aunt Amanda's face. Because later Aunt will also be ashamed of herself."
Feeling challenged by Kirana's speech, Amanda took the stage, grabbed the mic being worn by a singer, and pushed the singer roughly to step aside.
Suddenly Amanda's treatment became the center of attention of everyone including Hardi who stopped chatting and wrinkled her face.
"Good night, sorry to bother you all. I'm standing here to introduce to you all, Raya the office girl who dreams of becoming Miss Kirana."
Everyone turned in the direction Amanda was pointing.
Kirana stood up casually while slightly tidying up her bangs. Amanda showed a sneering grin.
"The girl has been playing tricks and extorting my son's money. But either way Raka will stay with Clara, and she will see her own defeat."
Kirana clapped very gracefully, as everyone stared at her. He went forward, grabbing the mic that left Amanda astonished.
"Thank you for introducing me in public, Auntie. Now it's my turn to introduce the future daughter-in-law and also the future Aunt Amanda."
Kirana turned to Hardi and smiled meaningfully. At the place where he stood, Hardi looked stiffened. However, he was struggling trying to calm down.
Hardi's eyeballs looked at Clara's invisible figure on her nose. Then to his men, Hardi gave a code using eye glances to be ready for alert.
Hardi's men nodded, their hands touching the pocket of the suit in which there was a firearm.
"Whatchu mean? You think I don't know Hardi and Clara?" Amanda's ruffled waist.
Kirana didn't listen to Amanda. Since then his view has never been separated from Hardi.
"There are people who want to harm my Papa, Balin Mahendra. A few months ago, my Papa was in a car accident, and the guy who broke Papa's car brakes was named Max. He's Mr. Hardi's man."
Amanda snorted violently at Kirana's explanation.
"Don't accuse without proof, Raya!"
Kirana ignored Amanda's attitude. He also continued.
"The first attempt failed, but Mr. Hardi standing in front of me seems to have a thousand and one ways to achieve his goal. He has a spy who works at the Irawan Group. Therefore, I disguised myself as Raya an OG to find the spy."
Kirana folded her hands in front of her chest.
"And that spy is Clara. He was also the one who planned to poison Papa."
"We think we're all here believing in your bullshit?"
"Aunty wants proof?"
Kirana picks up her phone in the bag, showing CCTV footage of Clara and Hardi's conversation, which leaves everyone dumbfounded.
Moreover, Amanda who does not expect old friends and prospective daughters-in-law has the evil intention to end someone's life.
While Hardi looks calm even though he has been cornered. He could still calm down as he felt that there were his men ready to shoot Kirana at any time.
"And one more thing you should know," suddenly Raka shouted while dragging Clara's arm.
This time Hardi gasped when she saw her daughter being dragged away forcibly.
"Daddy, help me!" whining Clara.
"Raka, what's going on? What did you do to Clara?" Hardi asked in a furious tone.
Raka pointed her index finger towards Hardi's face, while displaying a face full of indignation.
"This son of yours killed my sister."
"Other than this?" amanda looked at Hardi and Raka in turn.
"Mom, it was Clara who had hit Ray," Raka said in a trembling voice. Resist pain and anger as well.