WIFE PAID GRUMPY GUY

WIFE PAID GRUMPY GUY
Chapter 57



Now I can connect the red thread. The woman I don't know her name is one of the Grizella families who may not be so close by blood, it is proven that Grizella did not really understand what happened to her Tante until she had done oplas in the ginseng country decades ago. The woman had a son named Andra, who worked as an assistant to Subrata's master, Bagas' father, apparently with the intention of becoming a spy for his mother.


The other thing I've caught from all the talk I've heard from the wiretaps I've been through, that woman was most likely the woman who tortured Bagas when she was a kid. He's an enemy that Mr. Subrata is unaware of. He had even gripped the family for quite a while and was able to pit their sheep unnoticed by them. The woman is being investigated by Niken and Rich's men. Identity and where he's been living all this time. I'm also trying to figure out the real reason he's so vengeful to Mr. Subrata and Bagas.


I'm also trying to figure out what makes Giandra so dislike Bagas, his cousin. They even grew up together as children until they were teenagers.


"Kevin, what are you looking at in the distance?" suddenly Bagas was already behind me, my complexion turned to him and our gazes met without us noticing.


Bagas stares in the other direction.


"The silence of your eyes reminds me of my wife, eyes that never look angry at me even though I always scold her" he said.


"What's the matter, sir, why do you look like you miss your wife so much, with your financial ability and your many bodyguards, can't you find her so easily?" askaku. I try to keep my nerves at his side.


"There's someone important enough and it's my business partner who protects him, I know he's in their neighborhood, but strangely I can't find him, but I am quite calm because he must be safe and will not be touched by my enemies, because Rich is not a random man" said Bagas sad.


"Kevin, you're my father's right-hand man, do you know what exactly Giandra and Grizella are planning?" 


I looked back down at the road down there. But I still kept hearing Andra's voice in my ear, this time just the sound of snoring, maybe he fell asleep in a parked car, who was waiting for him.


"Almost know Sir, what is certain is that the woman who was with Grizella was the Mother of Andra, Mr. Subrata's former assistant, and that woman was the woman Mr. Bagas was looking for."


Hearing my words, Bagas looked very surprised.


"Where do you know I'm looking for that woman huh!" Bagas shouted out loud. I'm shocked by not the reeds. I've been mispronouncing, and it's pretty fatal.


"Who are you Kevin, you're not such an ordinary assistant, why do you understand so much about the situation that you and I are facing, your master, can't you be one of those intruders who has a purpose just as bad as theirs?"


Bagas crunched forward and pushed my neck with his arm and made me feel like I was suffocating. His elbow even pressed against my left chest. Feels really claustrophobic.


"What do you mean, sir?" ask me with a raucous voice and my eyes immediately glared with the pain. I could've gotten away from him but I didn't want to make him suspect me.  


"Who are you huh!" furious Bagas.


I pushed him towards the wall. Soon I might lose my breath.


"He knows everything from my description to Bagas, let him go, dad is counting on him to be father's personal assistant."


Suddenly Mr. Subrata appears behind Bagas. In his hand was a glass of wine still intact. Apparently he returned to pour the drink. Bagas pulled his hand on my neck and chest. Feels relieved.


"In case it proves that you are a spy who intends to destroy my business let alone my household, I will kill you in the scariest way!" threaten Bagas's. The net was shiny and sharp pierced into the recesses of my heart. I shuddered to see so keenly the glare of the dashing man's netra before me.


Bagas then turned his gaze to his half-drunken father.


"Be aware of yourself first Well, don't go home before you're fully conscious!" Bagas melengos left me and Mr. Subrata who did look very drunk. I led him down the stairs to return to the ground floor through a magnificent staircase that coiled down. I finally managed to get to the bottom.


Mrs Bianca then helped me lay the middle-aged man in the guest room. Just as I was about to leave it, my auditory senses caught the sound of sobs held back. I asked Mrs Bianca to leave us. The head of the housekeeper Bagas who had been very loyal for many years was looking at me doubtfully, but then he stepped foot leaving us in the guest room.


Slowly I approached the middle-aged man's bed, it turned out that he was really shedding tears even though he was being closed.


"I'm sorry" he said repeatedly.


"I'm sorry."


Mr. Subrata keeps repeating his apologies but I don't know for whom.


"Who are you?" tanyanya slow. Maybe he doesn't want our conversation back through Mr. Subrata.


"I'm Kevin Armando, why do you keep repeating the same questions for answers you already know."


Bagas laughed at the words that came out of my mouth.


"Kevin Armando? whose identity are you wearing? when I find out who you are and who sent you, your life and your family are done" he said flatly, almost expressionless.


Luckily, Niken was so careful that she prepared my identity in as much detail as possible along with an affidavit that was not easy to disclose.


"Why is Master so suspicious of me? am I like a fraud in the eyes of Mister?" tanyaku relax. Bagas is approaching me.


"more than a con man I think" he whispered in my ear. The feathers of kudukku bristles. If only everything had been done, I wanted to hug this man before me, but as hard as I could try to curb this longing heartache.


"Wait two days or even 1x 24 hours, I will skin your identity" he said as he walked past me and passed into Bara's room and disappeared behind the door of the room which he then closed slowly.


Not waiting for a long time, I rushed into the room and immediately listened to the footage from Grizella's car.


"Tante, we don't have much time, Auntie wants Mr. Subrata's destruction through Bagas's destruction, I want Bagas to divorce his wife who is like the ash's makeup." - Grizella.


"Slowly Griz, we can't do anything without a plan,"


"But the marriage contract of Bagas and Zara is enough to skin Bagas right Aunty? he'll be accused of engineering the marriage to remove evidence that he's a ho**."


"Where did you keep the letter? leave it to Aunt alone, let it be safe," the woman's assertion was firm.


"Saved by Giandra Tan, he lives in Mr. subrata's house, probably kept in a safe in his room, safe Auntie,"


The woman threatened Griz not to save the precious item, until the day of execution.


"Destroying Bagas that way is enough, right auntie?" 


"Not enough Zara, I want you to drag her real mother down as a big-time drug dealer! we see his mental breakdown in a row, he'll live in a great regret for not trusting his own birth mother" the laughter gave me goosebumps.


My body was limp for a moment, how could they possibly have our marriage contract? I must return immediately to Mr. Subrata's house to quickly reclaim our contractual agreement which we have long canceled.


My phone rang so many times, my mind was in a moment of turmoil, between putting my mother-in-law first or saving the honor of Bagas who would be slandered in public.


I picked up my phone, from Niken.


"Ra, you're okay, right? immediately complete your mission Ra, Bagas increasingly aggressively find out the identity of Kevin you use," said Niken slowly.


I felt an unnerved panic, I immediately told Grizella's plan to spread the contract agreement that had not been in effect for a long time, as well as about their plan to frame my mother-in-law. Niken surprised.


"It's not easy for Ra, you have to be helped by my best bodyguard, but how do you get out of Bagas' house? this really should be dealt with by Ra."


Silent moment.


"Help me divert Bagas Ken, ask your husband to meet him to offer cooperation, help me out and immediately snatch our marriage contract agreement," I asked.


Seriate