Two Red Lines
CHAPTER 73
Whoever dares to act, then he must dare to take responsibility. Whoever fights, then he will reap the fruits of his struggle. ~JBlack~
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It didn't take Ibrahim long to get evidence and footage of Early life at her husband's house. In just two days, all the files, pictures, videos, recordings were in Ibra's hands. Even the intruder he put in was out of there.
Don't ask why it's so easy. But that's how Ibra works. He can do both good and dirty things at the same time quickly. It is important to aim for the common good and not to exceed the limits set by God.
Right now, Ibra's sharp eyes are glued in front of a laptop that displays a voice recording. The footage of the man named, Anton Anjasmara was so clearly heard. There was even the sound of a woman who Ibra knew what they were doing.
Unknowingly his hand was grasping the glass tightly. His eyes lit up sharply hearing the word for word coming out of Anton's mouth.
"I did deliberately give a debt to his family so that they gave up Dini who was so beautiful and sexy."
The voice was still so clearly heard in both of his ears. Until soon there was a cracking sound that made Ibra realized.
Ah the glass broke. Too strong to grasp it will destroy. And that's what the shadow of the Early face was like that night. The woman looked fragile, frightened, weak and bruised.
"I won't forgive you, asshole. You have to pay for everything" Ibra said, starting to take off her flash.
He immediately went up and came out of his study in the Palace. The goal is currently only one.
Police station.
Ibra will not delay or hold. He had to immediately hand over all the evidence for the man to be immediately imprisoned. Anton has to pay for every pain that comes his way. Paying for everything he has done to the woman who fills his heart.
"Why do you want, Ibra?" khalis shouted from behind him.
Looks like the man was chasing Ibra's steps until he was seen breathing hard.
"I…"
"Look out, Ib. You are my friend. Don't always assume I'm your boss if we're out of work" Khali's reprimand makes Ibra resigned.
"I'm going to the police station."
"Now?" khali asked in shock with a glance at the watch that was coiled around her wrist.
"Yes," said Ibra quickly.
"It's still 7, Khal. I have to hurry!" he said impatiently.
Khali smiled a little. He thought he had a flagship weapon at the moment. A mischievous idea began to flow in his brain making the man approach towards Ibra.
"You're afraid he's taken people?" ledek Khali's. "Just calm. Dini will be here until her husband is in prison. Then you can have it."
Before Ibra retaliates. Khali had already passed by waving a hand displaying a sinless face. The man seemed happy to find a prank for his beloved assistant.
Unknowingly, a small smile rose in the corner of Ibra's lips. The man had not felt the laughter for a long time with his master. In addition to the increasing number of jobs. Khali is more focused on his wife. This makes both of them less time.
But now look!
Things like this alone can restore their jokes again, and it certainly becomes an encouragement in Ibra.
Not willing to delay, he immediately got into the car. Drive the four-wheeled vehicle at high speed to get to the police station immediately.
He's getting impatient.
He has to move fast.
Whatever it was, Ibra was already struggling and she hoped for everything to work out.
"Take this journey, O God. I'm sorry I just agreed to something you're not allowed to do. However, seeing him hurt and tortured, it hurts me more" he said, clutching the steering wheel.
~Connect~
I support you Brother Ib.
Love sekebon for you.
Her name is Anton Anjasmara, her husband Dini.
That same Rafiena cake I still say Handsome Man yak. Haha.
Please think hard.
Don't forget to like rek well, hehe.
