ABHIYASA [END ]
I'LL MAKE YOU PAY FOR WHAT YOU DID

The pain experienced by Bu Indah is getting worse. The shop is closed for a whole week. As a result, Arif and Abhi ventured to express their proposal so that the husband of Ms Indah or her child who continued selling. It is also a pity if the restaurant is left mangkrak considering that it is also their livelihood. Bu Indah's husband said that if the proposal of his two men, he would consider.

"I used to be obrolin with mom and kids!" said mom's husband Beautiful.

"Yes sir" replied Arif and Abhi simultaneously.

Apparently, Arif and Abhi's proposal was also guaranteed by the husband of the beautiful mother. He also discussed the matter to his children which was finally agreed that the eldest son of the beautiful mother who would run the business owned by his parents. This is considered very fitting especially the eldest son of Bu Indah has just completed the thesis trial and is waiting for the judicium only.

"Yes sir, for seasonings and all cooking procedures, we record your voice! if the mother's condition is good and can be asked to do voice recording then we ask because Della must learn it first for a while, practice at home two or three times before plunging into the restaurant directly!" said the eldest daughter of the beautiful mother named Della.

"Yes Del, wait for you to wake up!"

"Yes sir."

A deal has been made, just waiting for implementation.

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A few days later, Della came to the restaurant with a lot of groceries. Arif and Abhi quickly help her.

"Mbak Della who will replace the mother of cooking?" ask Abhi.

"Yes Bhi, while it used to be until my mother was completely healed."

"Yes, ma'am."

"Please put it in the kitchen and cut the vegetables! I want to wander the page first!"

"Yes, ma'am."

Watering the page in question is to continue the activities that his father always did first. Setaman flowers soaked in water were sprinkled which of course was recited prayers as instructed by his father. Abhi only glanced for a while then refocused on her work. At about ten in the morning the shop opened. Buyers are coming quickly. Again, the boss of the restaurant was not happy.

"Cock is open? isn't he still sick now? supposedly, there was no way he could wake her up," the boss murmured inwardly.

The next day, it was still Della who cooked and this continued on the following days as well. Seeing the beautiful restaurant that returned crowded, the boss of the restaurant intended to go to the shaman again to ask the situation that occurred.

"Can't be allowed!" mumbling slowly.

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One night, Abhi suddenly sleepy if he is worried, Della will be sick as well as beautiful ma'am. For some reason, Abhi started thinking negatively. Usually, he always thinks positively.

"Tumben Bhi you think that's like that? wh why? what have you finished? did the genie warn you?" cerca Arifs.

"What the hell? no genie who warns me but does not understand also yes, this heart is a strange throbbing. I suddenly thought about it for no reason."

"That feeling of his name, if the heart has been warned, should not be ignored Bhi!" reply Arif.

"Then, how should I go?"

Instantly Abhi put on a sour face while Arif even giggled and the chatter passed without further discussion.

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As if justifying Abhi's premonition, a few days later, Della falls ill. From the symptoms refer to dengue fever but what is surprising is the doctor who can not even give a diagnosis of anything. Della was asked to be hospitalized first while being observed. At that time, the husband of the beautiful mother began to be sensitive. It starts to get suspicious and leads to something invisible. He suspected that his wife and son had been sent by someone.

"If my guess is correct, I'll make him pay for everything!" seloroh husband bu Indah in his mind.

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Two days later, Arif and Abhi visit Della at the hospital. On this occasion, the husband of the mother of Indah asked Arif and Abhi for help to keep watch. Take care of Della and also the beautiful ma'am. Alternating with his firstborn. While the husband of Mrs Indah, went to meet smart people to tell the circumstances that occurred and find out the cause of this spate of incidents. Abhi knew very well the purpose and purpose of the departure of the husband of the beautiful mother but her mind again felt unsettled. It's very hard to explain.

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After going through a few hours of travel, arrived Pak Rahmat (husband bu Indah) to the house of smart people who had previously given practice so that his restaurant was not easily disturbed by envious competitors. The arrival of Mr. Grace is welcomed as well as the question because, the sudden arrival of Mr. Grace, of course, due to something that is not good. That's what the smart guy thought and it was true. The smart person asks for a little time to calm down and focus. He closed his eyes for a moment as if by doing so, the re-creation of events could be twisted in his mind. This kind of thing seems absurd but in fact the smart man, can explain the demands of events that are difficult to refute. You can believe it and you can, no.

"So right bajing***that's the culprit again?!" asked Rahmat with an overflow of emotions that he could not stand.

"True sir."

"Actually, what does it want? my wife and I sell there first? we have always been quiet. Not that it stopped getting worse."

"Human, if it is blinded to the world, it is so. Many examples and he's just one in a hundred other perpetrators."

"I want my wife and kids to heal!" pinta Pak Rahmat with a red face held back anger.

"I'll try!"

"Furthermore, I want him to feel what my wife and son have been feeling!"

The smart man, was silent for a moment.

"I seriously want to give my dog*** that a lesson," added Rahmat.

"Sir Grace sure? if Mr. Grace starts replying then chances are, no one will stop."

"Then, do I keep giving up? when he undermines our efforts, we can still remain silent and just try to find an antidote but this, it has gone too far. He just wants to kill his wife and kids. Do I still have to be quiet?"

The smart man is silent again.

"Please do as I ask!" said Mr. Rahmat.

"Don't you want to rethink?"

"No, I've been steady and confident" replied Mr. Grace without hesitation.

...🌟 CONNECTIVE 🌟...