
"Mother!” rabbani shouted to see that Laras' body had swelled, the pool of blood on the floor turned dry, and the green fly touched Laras' stomach which had wounds. Rabbani immediately ran, hugging the body of Laras who had been stuck in the stinging stench, “Who would do this to Mother!”
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✨10 minutes later✨
Rabbani's suspicions that started from the door of the house and the stinging stench were true. Before going deeper, Rabbani had called the authorities. And now the authorities are identifying and tracking any objects that are missing in the house Laras. Because of all the actions that occur in the body of Laras, such as the act of planning.
Rabbani can now only sit quietly on the living room sofa, a view filled with hatred towards the authorities who are passing by.
‘Who could have done this heinous deed to Mom. Why Mother had to end tragically when Me and Yusi were not at home.’
“Mr Rabbani!” call the authorities from behind to break Rabbani's daydream.
Rabbani spontaneously stood up, “Iya, have all traces of the culprit been found?”
The authorities shook their heads, “We apologize, there is no sign of the trace of the perpetrator left behind, either on the body of Miss Laras, or other valuable objects belonging to Your Mother.”
“If you allow, we will do a Visa so that all traces of the perpetrator can be found on your Mother's body,” said other authorities.
“No need. I don't want to make my Mom wait too long to be buried properly,” Rabbani subdues a little of her body, “Thanks for helping me in dealing with this case.”
“Do you sure you want to close this case just like that? After there is no trace of the perpetrator, as well as CCTV footage has also been broken on that day
Rabbani again lowered his body and gaze a little, “I apologize again. If it continues I don't have time to take care of it, because I live in Jakarta, and I will also go abroad soon. Once again I apologize, and I say a lot of thanks to the Fathers who have been willing to help me deal with the case of My Mother.”
“Alright if that's the decision you want. We can not force, we can only undergo the task, and I hope Mr. Rabbani can provide information about your report,” said one of the authorities to Rabbani.
“After you finish eating Mom, I will be right to the office,” Rabbani said.
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💫💫 TPU 💫💫
Rabbani held tightly to the tip of the tombstone belonging to Laras, tears of sadness and frustration from earlier he was calm at the bottom of the heart. Rabbani kisses Laras's tombstone, “Rabbani wishes you could be at peace with God's side. I'll take it easy, Rabbani will soon find out who did it. Rabbani left, assalamualaikum,” Rabbani stepped away from the grave of Laras.
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💦💦At home residence Azzam💦💦
Azzam was sitting casually on a long sofa, surrounded by beautiful women in open clothes. In front of the table there are 5 stacks of money each stack amounting to 10 million. Azzam extends his right hand forward, “There is money, there is sacrifice.”
“I would do anything for Mr. Azzam,” says women wearing yellow clothes.
“We are all willing to do whatever Mr. Azzam asks,” said at the same time as the other five women.
Azzam standing, “I only need one person,” index finger right hand pointing to the woman who is sitting on the right and left side, right and left, “Who of you is new and still has never done anything with anyone else?”
“Where is the girl?”
“There are at the boarding place Mami,” say women wear purple clothes.
“Alright thank you for the information,” Azzam said, right hand immediately took his money, put the money back into a small black bag.
“Gentleman where to go?” asked the woman in yellow shirt to hold Azzam's left wrist.
Azzam threw the woman's hand, the left hand took some money in the pocket of his shirt. Azzam upholds the left hand containing money as high as his head, “Please enjoyed,” said Azzam throw money in the grip of his left hand.
“Ha! Money.”
“My.”
“No, that's my money.”
Azzam commented on the thin smile of seeing the five women willingly scrambling for the money that Azzam had just thrown. “Everyone is willing to do anything for money. Low human base,” said Azzam slowly. Azzam turned his body, his two legs carrying him stepped out of the bar. Azzam continued to move both feet towards the table of women surrounded by young men in the corner of the room.
“What are you looking for me?” the woman asked, both hands stopping the hand action of the young man playing on her body.
Azzam took out a wad of money, “I want the new girl you have,” the right hand that holds the money stall to the woman, “If you want I will give this money to you!”
“What are you sure of the request of the master?”
“Very sure,” Azzam says seriously.
“Alright,” the woman took the key from inside the cover of her two mountains. Giving the key to Azzam, “You already know my house is not it?”
“Already,” Azzam snatched the key, left the money he had just given and stepped away leaving the bar.
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💫30 minutes later💫
Azzam was already standing outside the towering fence, the right hand holding the key immediately opened the gate. As his right foot was about to step in, Azzam's eyes were set on a young woman with a face similar to that of the late Laras.
Azzam reached out his right hand, “Ha-ghost!” point Azzam to the beautiful woman who is sweeping the courtyard. Azzam who was about to enter now go back to the car parked in front of the gate. The right hand immediately started the engine of his car and drove his car at high speed towards the bar.
The beautiful woman could only be stunned staring at Azzam's departure.
“Go from this place before you regret everything,” said the spirit of Laras who stood right behind the body of the beautiful woman, then disappeared like a fog.
The beautiful woman spontaneously turned around, both eyes staring wildly around the place to find the origin of the sound of Laras but there was no one who was in the yard of the house. The woman held both arms, the fine fur that was all over her body was ascending, “A ghost without being! I-I have to run away from this place and find a new job,” said the beautiful woman running out of the boarding yard.
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