The Virgin Widow of the Solehah

Chapter 73. Wretched?

Reza is still relaxing on her cell phone in Roland's room. The man thought that Akram must have been afraid of the threat he had told the man's assistant. With a sense of confidence that is still high, Reza again sipped a glass of arabica coffee that has been presented for the second time with the office girl office.

Roland, who was still sitting behind his desk, suddenly heard some hasty footsteps. Shortly after the door of his room was knocked by someone who turned out to be one of the street pointer employees where Roland's room is located.

“Good afternoon Mr Roland, we were assigned to capture a brother named Reza Madani, so please show me where the room is? We also brought an arrest warrant for him for the report of someone in this company,” pinta one of the policemen who just walked into Roland's room.

‘So this is someone who is said to be the same Mr Akram on the phone earlier, it turns out he deliberately reported Mr Reza to the police station or maybe this is all actually the work of Mr Romeo or Mr Bimo?’ Roland thought for a moment, considering that the Boss was very close to the two policemen. Romeo was a close friend of his superiors from a long time ago, while Mr. Bimo was one of the friends of Mr. Romeo.

It certainly made Reza's eyes rounded perfectly because he did not think there were two policemen who wanted to catch him.

“I Reza Madani. What was my fault that the police wanted to arrest me? I'm a good person, sir and I'm not a criminal!” Reza just stood up from his seat because he was surprised by the arrival of two men in brown uniforms who came to the office of the Ramindra family to arrest him.

The man tried to remember what he had done but was unable to find his own fault point that had spoken to Roland in a way that posed a threat.

“We came to take you to the police station. So you can explain it there and this is your arrest warrant!” said one of the policemen who had a thin mustache.

The man also handed Reza an envelope which Reza quickly opened. His eyes are wide open because it turns out that Akram was the one who had made a report to the police station for defamation and also threatened him. Now Reza realized, if it turns out that Akram is not an easy person to be bullied, let alone played with the cunning way he did because it turns out, like the word Reza even like a weapon that eats master.

Meanwhile, in a different place, Akram is smiling as he descends the stairs when he imagines how Reza reacted when approached by the police in his office to teach him a lesson, just a reminder about who the person who is the opponent now.

“Who told that trashy guy really wanted to embarrass myself in my own family company? It turns out that I did not mistakenly think of him as his trash husband Adinda hahaha, the proof of the man's head turned out to be completely rubbish and could not think long, he said, what if in the company there is no CCTV camera that can easily take proof of his own speech!” monologue Akram while playing with flat objects by twirling the phone in his hand.

“You are the basic yes, awaited from earlier even busy talking yourself like crazy!” hapa Romeo who turned out to open his brown service shirt, where the uniform was seen draped on the back of the living room sofa chair of Akram house.

Romeo did appreciate his service uniform very much and he did not want to talk rudely when it was attached to his body, stay now a tan-shaped brown shirt showing his muscles to the right even exposing his sixpack stomach.

“Who told you to come here to disturb people?” reply would be without sin and question his body on one of the sofa chairs right in front of Romeo.

“Bi Ijah to where, Mbak Neni? Why did you even come here?” Akram asked because he was surprised because since the presence of Adinda in his house, automatically Neni who previously worked as a babysitter was seen losing her own job until the woman turned into a servant without being told by anyone.

“Sorry sir. Before I was a babysitter but after Neng Adinda came here, little Miss no longer wanted me to take care of her. So please let me keep working here as your family servant,” pinta Neni expectantly.

“Call Caca here dong, Mbak Neni! Tell Romeo his handsome came here,” tell Romeo.

“Good, Sir. Then I say goodbye first,” replied Neni quickly and immediately went to find the whereabouts of her little miss.

Not long later, there was a babbling little Caca accompanied by a small twitch of Adinda's voice that made Akram immediately look back, seeing the beautiful face of a hijab woman who looked so familiar with her daughter.

‘Damn it, I forgot that Caca was like a stamp with my son! Watch out for Romeo's beautiful eyes!’ batin Akram felt alone.

“Om Lomeooo!!” exclaiming Caca ran and splashed into the man's arms.

“Hey, his beautiful daughter om, who else is it, dear? How unknown is it?” romeo asked with eyes that had stolen a glance at the face of Adinda who nodded her head without a smile.

“Beauty!” he said reflex unconsciously.

The plot!

The brass cigarette ashtray floated beautifully on Romeo's shoulders.

“Jaga mata lo if I don't want to coge right now!” berang Akram with swerving eyes.

'Hurp him?'