When My Loyalty is Questioned

Chapters. 112. Who's That Man in a Jug?

While in a room that is fairly small, simple, and quite minimalist it with yellow peach blossom wall paint. A woman sits by the window of her room. He stood in front of the window of his room while enjoying the beautiful view that afternoon.

The orange color of the sunlight at that time was able to make his feelings a little comforted by the turmoil and disappointment that was whack and hit his heart.

"Abang Guntur, who exactly is the woman you call dear and what is busy that until this moment you do not send chat messages or call me," Hyuna was wrapped up with her tears that began to slowly drip down her cheeks.

The bright sunlight that afternoon enhanced the atmosphere in the backyard of Mr. Hasan, but was unable to disturb and illuminate Hyuna's troubled heart.

"I used to part with Abang Guntur because Abang had to go home until a few days ago I met again in the state of my status who had become the widow of Mas Bagas, and I was the widow of Mas Bagas, is it because of that that Brother Guntur retreated and looked for another woman to marry or is it because you are bored and can't wait for my answer to accept the proposal?" Hyuna was at war with her own inner self that afternoon.

Hyuna sat down on her lap while hugging her knees. Her tears kept dripping from earlier.

"Oh Allah.I don't know until when I keep going, when happiness comes to my life, I have known a man twice but none of them are serious and honest, everyone is boong, do I deserve to be lied to my whole life?" Hyuna's.

A few minutes later, because he may be tired of thinking and also the condition of his body that is less fit to make him fall asleep curled up on the dipannya.

An hour later, Dastan had parked his car, along with the arrival of a completely unknown car. He decided not to get out of his car. He just wants to observe and pay attention to who the owner of the car is.

"It seems that the one who owns the car is not an ordinary person, but who because it is not one of the cars owned by Guntur and his parents," Dastan murmured..

Dastan who stared intently at the owner of the car who until now still on top of his car did not intend to also get out of his car.

An hour has passed, until the adzan magrib has reverberated from the mosque toa echoed throughout the housing. The owner of the house that became the center of attention of the two cars came out of his house.

Mr. Hasan will go to the nearest mosque to perform congregational magrib prayers while Bu Rita and Hyuna only perform in their respective rooms. Mr. Hasan did not pay attention to the two cars parked not far from his house.

"Why didn't that guy flinch from the top of his car? Who is he really? Do I need to go to him and ask him directly, "his inner Dastan.

Dastan immediately removed the seatbelt from his waist. He had just touched his car door handle but, what he did again stopped because the corner of the tail end of his eyes saw the shadow of someone who came down from his car.

"Man in suits!" Dastan's great-grandson.

Because the exact location of his car was behind the car so that he could not see the face of the owner of the car that came down from the passenger seat in the back of his car.

"Did I follow the man into Mr. Hasan's house?" Dastan.

Because the lighting around the place is less so that it looks dimly only a shadow that can be captured by the five senses.

"I just noticed first that there was something strange that I just went inside" he murmured again.

"I'd better call Hyuna's number to ask her, who's that guy who's been visiting her house magrib like this!"

Tut. tut's..

Only that sound can be heard from the dial tone of his sister Hyuna's phone. Since Hyuna did not pick up her phone, she then decided to catch up with that person alone. He does not want to happen to his sister, what else is the condition of his sister who is still in an unhealthy state due to an accident accidentally done by Vanessa.

His steps again stopped when he heard the sound of crying from inside his house Bu Tika. The voice was able to make Dastan increasingly burned curiosity and anxiety mixed into one part of his mind.

...----------------...

Don't forget to stop by also in my other novel Brother Readers with the title insya Allah the story is no less cool..

Virgin Charm

You're Just Mine

Preferred Actor

The Second Love of CEO

The Dilemma Between Two Choices

Love the Assyched CEO

When Loyalty is Questioned

Thank you so much for brother Readers who has given his support, I love you all....

Sorry if most typos or typos in Fania's novel….

Stay Supported When My Loyalty Is Questioned by Like each Chapter, Rate Star 5, Favorites, Comments and Gift Points/Coins seikhlasnya.