True Said Mamah

Chapter 82

"Please.pity me. I want to go home. I have nothing wrong with you. Why are you trying to kill me? Please, let me go. I beg you." Lirih Anan begged by clenching his two bound hands.

However, none of them responded to Anan's request. They dragged Anan to the end of the dock.

Once they arrive at the end, without waiting for time, they immediately throw Anan into the sea.

Anan who could not swim, let alone his two hands and feet that were firmly tied, was unable to dodge.

"Am I going to die here? Oh my God, I can't swim. Even though my hands and feet were free, I drowned. I'm resigned to you. Maybe my life just got here. Mom. I'm sorry Anan... ."

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In a separate place.

Zidan, who was first called by Mr. Kemal, had revealed the matter that befell Anan.

Mr. Kemal suddenly called his son because he was worried about his daughter's situation. And this anxiety is exactly the same when Anan was kidnapped and ended with Anan crash at that time.

Furious, once his phone connection with Zidan was cut off, Mr. Kemal immediately contacted Mr. Kendra.

Why Mr Kendra?

Because he believes, the mastermind behind this is still the same person who stole the DNA test results file between himself and Anan.

Meanwhile, Jojon who was holding the phone of Mr. Kendra immediately looked at the android.

"Call from whom?" asked Mr. Kendra who was a little uncomfortable with the ringing of his cellphone that was not lifted by his confidant.

"Tu-tuan Kemal, sir," replied Jojon, nervous.

"Thank you!" tell Mr. Kendra.

"I need to talk to your master" asserted Mr. Kemal as soon as his call was connected.

Mr. Kemal had known from a long time ago that his papih had handed his phone to Jojon to hold.

With a signal from his master, Jojon handed the mobile phone to Mr. Kendra.

"What's wrong?" ask Mr. Kendra, flat.

"The wean should not pretend not to know. Where is he?"

"She, who do you mean?"

"Flame don't squint. I know Papih kidnapped her." Mr. Kendra doesn't argue anymore.

"Hate-hate Papih against his mother, does not mean Papih should also not like his son. Please, Pih, give him back. Maybe I was wrong in Papih's eyes. Because it had drained Papih's blood to him. And I'm sorry about that. But to... ."

"What did you say?" Hurriedly lord Kendra cut out his son's sentence.

"You mean, she's your daughter?" continued.

"Don't Papih know?"

"What do you mean?" Mr. Kendra asked back.

"Didn't Papih have told someone to steal my DNA test documents with Anan? And from that test, it was confirmed that between me and him was father and son."

At once the body of Mr. Kendra sagged, like boneless hearing the words of his son. He no longer cares about Mr. Kemal who calls himself on a phone line that finally cut off.

I don't feel her tears dripping.

"Oh Allah..What have I done? So he's my grandson? And cruelly, I was planning to kill him." he regretted.

Jojon who watched his master tear apart, frowned. He turned his eyes to the phone still in his master's grasp. By venturing out, "Are you okay?" tanyakanya.

"Call them immediately! Tell me not to do anything."

Mr. Kendra did not respond at all to Jojon's question. But instead told him to contact his paid people.

After several times Jojon tried to call the number in question, but there was no answer.

"Sorry, Sir. The number's off."

"Stupid! Can't you call the others?" furious, Mr. Kendra glared at Jojon who was sitting next to the driver.

"Sorry, Sir. I just have the number of one of them." Jojon was really scared this time.

"Fuck you, Jon! Then, where did they take him?"

"To the harbor, not far from the villa, sir."

"We're going there!"

Neither Jojon nor the driver, were really in a state of trembling at the moment. Most afraid of him, they just focused on the road before them.

Unlike Jojon and the driver, Mr. Kendra actually felt something that was difficult for him to control. His feelings are mixed. Between sadness, regret, and fear, all become one.

"I haven't read the test results yet. I don't know where the file is either. Is that file missing? If I had known from the beginning." Mr. Kendra sat down along the way.

"So, her name is Anan? Then, who's Laras?" Mr. Kendra recalled the words of Mr. Kemal.

"Wait first. I feel familiar with that name. Holy hooch! The cheerful girl's name is also Anan."

All over the body of Mr. Kendra as if showered with several arrows.

"I'd be so sorry if it was you, son. I will not be able to forgive myself. God, I hope they're not the same person." And then, monologue in the heart.

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Even though I got no answer. But, mister Kemal knows where he should go. He told Zidan the location he was going to.

Zidan who knew the place, with Adji and Abhizar and did not miss Dimas, immediately headed to the location.

On the other side.

Arya drives her car while circling her gaze here and there, hoping she can find the vehicle she believes carries Anan.

And it's true.

Although the rain fell so hard, Arya was able to see the car coming out of the intersection in front of her.

Arya wanted to follow the car again, but her heart hesitated. Steadily, Arya turned the steering wheel of her car towards the road that the vehicle left behind.

"Isn't this a port? What are they here for?" he murmured after stopping the speed of his vehicle.

"Don't... . Nah! Anan can't do anything."

Arya rushed down from her car and ran towards the dock. Upon arriving at the end of the building, he finds Anan's scarf.

Without any hesitation, he plunged into the sea to find Anan.

At the same time.

From the opposite direction, by chance, Mr. Kemal saw the vehicle owned by Mr. Kendra turn towards the road that leads to the villa of Mr. Kendra. So that Mr. Kemal immediately followed the car.

In the middle of him following Mr Kendra's car, he grabbed his phone and contacted Zidan.

"Where are you?" ask her as soon as her calls are connected.

"I'm behind Papah" Zidan replied, giving Mr. Kemal a light code. Mr. Kemal glanced at the middle glass and understood the code of his son.

Shortly after, Zidan's phone vibrated for a sign of an incoming call. And that's from his mom.

Zidan's confused. But Zidan would rather not answer.

A few moments later, his phone shook again. This time from mamah Yati. However, Zidan still chose not to answer.

Not that Zidan was disputing, he just didn't want to make the two mamas worry.

A few minutes drive, the three four-wheeled vehicles turn into the port.

"Sir, we are being followed" said Jojon, who was just aware of the vehicles of Mr. Kemal and Zidan.

"I know" said Mr. Kendra.

In Zidan's car.

"That's Aryan's car!" exclaim Dimas pointed at Arya's car.

Then Zidan drove his vehicle next to the car designated by Dimas.

All rushed down from their respective vehicles. They immediately search for the whereabouts of Anan and Arya.

Mr. Kendra who first arrived at the dock, found a scarf lying on the edge of the place. He then picked up a scarf that was wet by the rain.

And how surprised he was when he saw one side of the scarf embroidered beautifully 'Opa Ken & Anan'.

He also fell. He knew who the owner of the scarf he was holding. He was crying with his face down. The rain that is getting thicker is not heeded.

"I'm late" he said, sobbing.

"Better Papih wait in the car only. I don't want Papih to be sick" said Mr. Kemal, worried.

"I'm sorry Papih, son. Papih regrets."

"What does Opa mean?" urge Zidan who appears behind them.

"I'm sorry Opa, Zidan. Opa killed your brother, Opa's own grandson."

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