Wife Revenge Wasted

Unexpected thing

The cold night, puts Jharna deep into solitude and loneliness. To fill his time, he chose out the room to look for fresh air. He wanted to go to the beach, walk the beach barefoot, feel the soft sand and let the waves break at his feet.

Passing through the loby, Jharna's figure stole the attention of many pairs of male eyes that would both come out and seek the wind. Most of them are foreign tourists who are fascinated by the beautiful figure that passes in front of them. They just stared without daring to approach. Some of them asked Jharna to smile and the woman just nodded politely, making the men disinclined.

Instead of leaving immediately, Jharna prefers to sit in the hotel lobby facing the street. He remembered the last time he was in this place and waited for an online taxi. He still remembers how the chest cavity and mind were stirring everywhere when he imagined Andrew secretly meeting Cheryl while she was asleep. Jharna rubbed his face rough, he did not want to remember that anymore.

“Goodnight, you are waiting for a taxi?” A security officer approached Jharna who was sitting pensively staring at the deserted street. More pedestrians than passing vehicles.

Jharna immediately turned his head, he was quite surprised when it turned out that the one who greeted him was the same security officer as a year ago.

“Online taxi no pack this night?” Jharna asked. He wanted to know if the conditions here were the same or different.

“Oo if online taxi at this time already does not exist, most ordinary rental cars.” The man's answer is still the same as it was a year ago. “Where are you going? Let me try to find the rental car,” bargain the man.

“Ke this hotel, can you pack?” Jharna shows the hotel Cheryl stayed at first.

The man looked dumbfounded. “Oh if you go there no one dare.” The man was afraid.

“Why Pak?” Jharna was curious.

The man looked around him before answering and then slightly ducked down to whisper. “There was a crazy driver after driving a visitor to this hotel.” The man whispered softly.

“Hah, crazy?” Jharna was surprised to hear it.

The man nodded. “Yaa kayak is depressed. The hotel is also now quiet, not many tourists want to stay there after the incident one year ago.” The man continued his story.

“Then, where is the driver of the rental car now? Why would he go crazy after driving passengers there?” Jharna was curious.

“I don't know. Don't know what he's squirming, who's obviously coming home from there in that freaked-out kayak. Can't be asked either. He shut himself up and by now he won't talk to anyone. He said scared, but didn't know what to fear.” The security officer explained what was.

“Antar I met the driver,” pinta Jharna later. He thought it was possible for the young man to see something so terrible that he was said to be crazy.

“Hah, non sure? For what?” the security guard was getting more clueless.

“I beg sir, take me to meet the driver.” Jharna begged really. The man noticed Jharna's pleading expression. Actually he did not understand why Jharna wanted to meet the man so badly, but he finally nodded in agreement.

That very night, Jharna went to the rental car driver's house. His house was not far from the hotel where Jharna was staying. It was just a walk to get to the house. The sound of anj^ng barking was heard around the houses. Jharna followed the steps of the security guard until he arrived at a simple house.

A young woman greeted Jharna and the security guard. It seems like they are still relatives as it looks quite familiar. The security guard whispered with the woman and occasionally glanced at Jharna. Jharna only smiled as their gazes met.

“She's inside, but hard to talk to. He's just dumbass.” The sentence was conveyed by security officers before meeting Jharna with the taxi driver.

“Iyaa, can I meet?” Jharna insisted on meeting.

“Bby,” the security guard brought Jharna inside the house. The man in question was sitting in one corner of the chair and staring out the window. The man was like a normal person in general, his appearance was neat and clean. Only, his mind was not here.

The man remained silent, not responding at all. His eyes blinked meaninglessly.

“Sorry I interrupted the nights, I just want to say thank you because a year ago Mas his drove a woman to a hotel near the cliff,” said Jharna who returned fishing.

The man swallowed his saliva violently, suddenly his memory revolved around the events he had always thought of. “Mas remember this woman?” Jharna put his phone in front of the man and slowly the man glanced at the flat object lying on the table.

His eyes instantly rounded, pulling his body away from Jharna with his hands suddenly clutching his originally neat hair. He looks very scared. Staring sharply at Jharna who out of nowhere has a photo of a fat woman who a year ago in between. He did not know Jharna even though he said he had felt helped.

“The woman accidentally fell into the sea, people must be looking for her to despair. Them,”

“He didn't accidentally fall, he was pushed!” the man broke Jharna's words. The man looked at Jharna sharply, a glint of fear clearly visible in his eyes.

“Mas see it?” Jharna was quite surprised by the man's speech. The man simply fell silent, not continuing his sentence.

“If you see the incident, please let me know. I need a description from mas.” Jharna asked seriously.

“For what? That woman is dead. Encouraged by a very evil black-clothed woman.” The man looked at Jharna confidently. The guilt of not being able to help the woman made the man feel constantly haunted.

“The woman is still alive Mas, she needs help Mas,”

The man immediately turned his head, staring at Jharna in doubt. In his memory, he saw himself falling into the sea and not being found for days. He could not speak to anyone for fear that he would be made a witness and his life was targeted by the woman's killer.

“People must have thought that the woman was dead. But the woman was actually saved by a good man and is currently alive.” Jharna continued his sentence, to calm the man down.

“Tau where are you from? You're not afraid that female killer's looking for you?” the man whispered softly to Jharna. Jharna could understand that this man was terrified.

“The woman is in a safe place, she is fine and very healthy, so Mas need not worry.” Jharna was completely convinced.

“What proof? You're not the killer's man, are you?” the man began to suspect.

“Not, I am not the killer's man. I can see the evidence for myself." Jharna showed several photos of Anjani while undergoing treatment. The man looked shocked because he thought the passenger he was carrying was dead. "Mas will be fine, no one will know if you see the incident other than me.” Jharna was very convincing.

The man did not chimed in, his gaze remained wary of Jharna. He got out of his place and went to his room. A few minutes later he was in the room and came back to give something. A flat, box-shaped object placed the man on the table. It looks like a memory card.

“What did you record that incident?” Jharna stared curiously at the man.

The man nodded. “I don't know who to say it to. It was a video recorded from my car dashboard. If the woman is still alive, please give that to the woman. But please don't tell me mba get it from me.” The man said expectantly.

Jharna was only pensive while looking at the small thing that was now in his hand. He did not expect that his arrival to this place was not in vain. There are results he can bring as evidence of the crimes of Cheryl and Andrew.

Will justice really be revealed?

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