The Wives Injured

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"l. Ready yet?" ask Sinta.

"But .. if they don't have any proof of the tape. Like you said Irene was?"

"Udah. I have a mutual acquaintance with the owner of this fashion. I happen to have contributed to him, when he did not want to nolongin anyway!"

Sinta made Alea calm. This week, before the store. During the holidays, he took the time to the mall to find out what really happened. To this point, Alea asked Sinta to return home.

"Sins. I'm aakh .. Look at them keep lamenting me!"

"They are Al workers. As rich as we are, we are not looking for the truth. You want a career of fate lo ancur. Then Venzo sir and Chiyo sir. Can you tell them without proof of the tape?"

Alea nodded. He then stepped heavily until he reached the security room. Sinta talks a lot. Request that the original recording be inserted into flashdisck. Sinta intends to pay whatever the original proof of the recording made by Irene. Sinta is convinced, Irene deliberately did because she did not want Alea to continue to maintain the marriage. Even if it is a status or formality.

"Gue was confused, actually you came here what the hell would Al?"

Alea silently looked at Sinta. He was nervous to explain and just smiled.

Please forgive. Ma'am, all of yesterday's date data is under repair. Our system can't check the hours and times of yesterday's events. Sorry !!

"Apaaah." cried Alea and Sinta together.

"Yes. I checked the third time. Still nothing. Coincidentally, yesterday I had no holiday. Please leave your mobile number. If I find, or after this repair is complete. I'll talk to the officer yesterday!"

Sinta and Alea took a breath. He came out of the cctv with his bare hands. Sinta asked Alea to be patient, the thing Alea could not possibly hope for was the truth.

Mas Haris whom he loved, whom he trusted at the time slapped him. It could be, Sinta will be angry if she knows Haris' attitude that humiliates her in public.

"I don't know. Is this a coincidence or .. ?" lirih Alea's.

"We still have to go to the fashion boutique yesterday. Al, don't give up!"

Alea nodded. For a few minutes, they boarded the elevator and reached the front of the boutique. It's just that yesterday's waitress Alea didn't see it.

As Alea spoke looked at someone. Sinta adds and explains in detail. Then meet a comrade in arms. Until where Sinta asked him to help for the cctv recording that was monitored hours yesterday.

"Wait a minute. Come on in our private room!"

Sinta thanked the boutique manager. Her name is Amora. Until where Alea followed and looked for the servant yesterday who was a witness at that time.

Twenty minutes passed. Alea and Sinta were still waiting. But the tape didn't exist, to where Alea was lethargic and limp. He will have problems tomorrow at the office.

"Sorry Sinta. I was looking, but there was no recording. Yesterday was a clock like that, a closet lamp. So it's definitely not saved." he explained.

Sinta felt unreasonable. As if all of this had been planned carefully. He looked at Alea who was looking for someone.

"Thanks Yes. Amora I am so sorry!"

"Yes. Same with Sinta."

Sinta is after Alea. He patted Alea on the shoulder to where, he stared in surprise at Alea's grieving attitude.

Don't be sad. Let's pull it!"

"wait. Where female employees have birthmarks under the lips. He always patted with a little bangs. Looks different from the others?" ask Alea.

"Lo know he's Al?"

"It's not so Sin. Yesterday, he helped me and faced Irene." Alea explained.

"Owh. He's Beurli, he's just an intern. But yesterday was his last day." explained Amora.

"Can I have the address data?" ask Alea.

"That's not our authority. Sinta, sorry but I can't help much. It is not my authority to enter to give information. But he got here because of the agent."

"Outsorching is Mor?" ask Sinta.

"OKAY. Thank you." said Sinta to Amora.

Then ask Alea to be patient. He will definitely find another way, so he will be able to get through his problems this time. Alea nodded to where she decided to go home, but stopped by a cafe.

A FEW HOURS LATER.

Alea and Sinta arrive at the cafe star. Then as usual he ordered things for breakfast and exchanged solving his problems.

"l. I'll go to the toilet for a second!"

"OKAY. Not what - what. It's also a cafe!"

Before long, a luxurious car came along. Guests no other, Irene's going to interview. Where Haris is with him.

Alea was so sick to see him, even though he wanted to leave. Irene had already seen it and sat down casually. Unbeknownst, someone on the floor was meeting in a closed manner. Noise from the other floor will not be heard.

Shortly the TV monitor was on. Until a live news story is broadcast. Yes it is the channel of interview Irene accompanied by Haris.

In the corner Alea trembled nervously. Soon Sinta came and looked at Alea's suspicious face.

"Loe. Look what the hell?" ask Sinta.

Sinta fell silent, rebuking the crowd. Approaching and staring at the live television screen.

"l. Calm down, we're here. As soon as they leave. We're out, or do we want to move?"

"Ga to Sin. It's just here!" Alea pinta. Although Sinta was worried about trouble again.

Sinta stared at the few minutes Irene was being interviewed. As soon as it hurt, Sinta heard the impossible statement Alea made.

He who was not at the scene, felt burned and crowded when he saw the interview. Until where Irene said if the incident happened yesterday, because Alea did not want Haris to turn to his wife.

"Ciiieh. Irene you are really sneaky. You're the wife of Siri, why is it so pretentious to make an alibi. Alea couldn't possibly survive because it became the thorn of your relationship. That's not Al ..?"

Sinta's gaze turned towards Alea. Alea had now turned red, her face filled with tears. Until Alea who wanted to stand dropped something.

Prahaang!

PRAAAANG .... !!

All eyes were in sight, looking towards Alea. Sinta wants to get in the way. But the interview stopped when Irene said something.

"Look. That stalker over there, isn't it?" scream Irene.

Reporters moved to Alea's desk. Sinta shoring up to cover Alea. Because of the large number of journalists. They avoid it hard.

"It's not me who's wrong, Irene you're so cunning." she said, as if the woman was satisfied because Alea was cornered.

Tbc.