Wife For Faith

Chapter 75

"Hows it? Did you find anything?"

"Here, Boss."

Trisa took out a large brown envelope with no expression. After his return from the Fatimah Boutique, he decided to ask his secretary to find out about what caused the awkwardness of the woman.

"Ckckck, why is your performance so slow? Or, you guys are tired of working here, huh?” The woman asked in annoyance.

“Sorry, Boss. We were quite troubled because their families were quite closed. That's also we get information from one of the former coworkers, Boss,” obviously the man was nervous.

“Basic useless! Once again you work like this again .. don't expect you to set foot in my office!” threaten him with cold.

“Ampun, Boss. I promise I will never repeat it again!”

Trisa snorted cynically, then began to open the contents of the envelope. "The nyari period of kayak gini doang up to two ha-. .. What is this?"

Trisa was surprised by what she had just seen so subconsciously threw the photo sheet. Both of his eyes looked in shock, then looked at the face of his man with a questioning face, asking for an explanation.

"We were also shocked when we saw this, Boss. But, indeed your face and the deceased wife of the man are very similar,” said. “Ehm .. Are you sure this isn't your brother?" ask the man doubtful.

"That's right! Where have my parents other children besides me. How silly of you to ask like that!" hardik Trisa who does not accept if there are other people have the same face with him.

“Sorry, Boss. I just asked,” he said in fear.

“Get you out of my room!” banish the woman after she awakens from her shock.

Without waiting for the second order, the man walked out in haste. His life and work will be a bet if the boss's temperament changes. Once enough he felt the loss of a friend at that time, now there will be no more second time.

After the man's departure, the clasped hand tried to pick up two photos that were on the table. There was a nervous feeling when he would return to see it, but he was not a cowardly figure who had to lose before the war.

Behind the photo sheet, then his pupils widened when he realized that this was not a dream, aka real. “Quampret! How the gibberish gave this nameless photo. They think I paid them just to take pictures!”

The woman had been flipping through some photos that unfortunately made Trisa have to duck to the floor. All this time he never did anything stupid to lower his degree just to pick up a piece of paper.

All this is done only crazy info that actually makes it unable to concentrate in work. She called him an assistant snag to accompany her thinking. The woman's brain suddenly felt excited, even to find her glasses alone was difficult.

“This is all because of that crazy guy. I must be tired of paying people to get all this unclear information,” grumbled Trisa who now chose to sit in her throne seat.

“You looking for me, Bu?” ask the assistant.

Trisa raised her face as the assistant snag was standing beside the door. “Oh, come in!”

“Do you know who he is?” Trisa threw a photo of the woman who was allegedly the ex-wife of the man who was being targeted in front of the assistant.

Tami–asisten, or personal secretary Trisa Abdullah immediately took the photo. The expression of surprise was also shown when he realized there were similarities of people in the picture with the owner of the company where he worked.

“Do you know who he is? Or, have my parents made the mistake of having two twins, but they threw one of us away?” Trisa looks impatient to find the assistant with many questions.

Tami was silent for a while, then immediately resigned to contact the person she was following. He listened to the man across the street explain his findings in the past few days. The woman nodded in understanding, then decided on their call.

His long legs stepped definitely to enter the boss's work space. He had already bagged information about who the hijab-wearing women were similar to their CEO, as well as about other things.

“Excuse me, Boss.” Tami knocked on the glass door again to tell the owner if he wanted to go inside.

“How? Did you know that?” Trisa is seen biting her lower lip as if afraid of what information the assistant will bring. He did not want his fear all this time just ended up disappointed. Have a twin brother, Eoh? That's not possible.

“According to Amir, the woman was named Aisyah, the first wife of Mr. Iman. She died giving birth to their first child and for Fatimah, she was the second wife and best friend of the ex-wife,” explained Tami flat expressionless.

“Continue, about its origin!” ask Trisa to be impatient.

“No, Mom. From the search results there is no indication if your parents have other children in their relationship. So, we can be sure this is just a coincidence,” Tami explained smoothly.

Trisa heaved a sigh of relief when she found out that her parents had only had her all along. It would be very annoying to know he has a twin, or a sibling who has the same face . Oh, just imagining it makes me sick.

“But, Mom,” continued Tami with an expression as if he was petting something.

“Say!” pinta Trisa fast.

“Don't if it's like this make it easier for you to take heart from the man,” his very brilliant proposal.

The woman's pupils instantly widen when she listens to a very good idea. He smiled and started thinking about planning something without having to fail again. Quite yesterday he failed, now he must succeed in getting the maniac.

“Do you have the same thoughts as me?” Trisa immediately looked at Tami's face with a mysterious grin.

Tami nodded. “I'll get everything ready, Bu.”

Tami's departure makes Trisa's body moist to the back where the throne chair is used as a sandara. The smile looks beautiful, but quite mysterious, especially with the plan he will do to get the man.

“You will definitely bend your knees to me, Faith!” he murmured, grinning cunningly.