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“All already investigated sir?”
In a workspace in the neighboring country, a handsome man in a very neat work suit was sitting with a serious face listening to the explanation of the young man standing respectfully in front of him. Listen to every report of his confidant.
“Nona is innocent. He was slandered using technology. The perpetrator is indeed an expert in his field, the results of professional work once master. It takes experts in the same field to analyze everything. And, innocent miss sir.”
The work space was quiet…
The person called master was suddenly at a loss for words. The young man standing respectfully in front of him did not know whether to continue or choose to end all his explanations, all his reports.
“Nona not guilty.” The words revolved around filling the contents of the handsome man's head in such a neat work suit.
“Nona not guilty.”
“Nona not guilty.”
“Nona not guilty.”
The words kept repeating, unstoppable, unexcusable.
“You sure?”
Suddenly a question was asked. There's a bit of bitterness there.
“Very sure sir, because I was directly down to investigate this.” Mean business.
*****
Meanwhile, this morning felt different for Kayana. Her sleep is not perfect. You could almost say he didn't sleep at all last night. With a lethargic face, Kayana was tidy this morning, staring at the look of herself in front of the mirror. Saturday morning finally came, Saturday where a decision must be made, Kayana's determination was unanimous, all had been thought of all night.
“Do you want your mistress to call you these nights?” Kayana's upset voice as she receives a call from Madame Ratna, the mother of her former lover, the mother of Praditio.
“Already?” asked Kayana indifferently. “If I turn off the phone again.” Sickened.
“Heh...poor woman, watch your mouth!” snarl.
“What have you done? Why can't you stay out of my son's life? You are like a ghost, following and appearing on his head at all times.”
“I have never communicated with the mistress' son. Not after what the mistress did to me, not after how the mistress' son insulted me.” Kayana replied loudly.
“It's none of my business if the mistress's son wants anything and what's going on! I just want to calm down through the day here and soon be able to return to my family.”
“Close your mouth! Don't expect you to come back here if you just want to disturb my son. Hey.self-conscious. Who are you!” half shouting.
“Quite mistress!” not to lose raising the voice. “You really make me feel sick. Who do you think your son is, huh? The best man in the world? I am so sorry I ever loved him! You hear? I regret ever loving him! You guys are the same, mother and son are both just troublesome my life and my family.”
“I reiterate to the madam, I never contact the mistress' son again. And, I promised the madam that I would never WANT to contact her again.” Pressing the word will hard.
“Mrs hear? It will never!"
“Badness, lowly female, low female base.” Cussing.
“You dare to talk to me like that? You just wait, wait for the reality of what I will make in your life! Heh..wait it!” threatening to seriously.
*****
Kayana regained her senses, staring at her tired face back in front of the mirror. For a moment, the incoming phone event from the mistress last night re-filled the memory of her head. There was a throbbing pain there remembering all the words of a mother, the mother of a man whom Kayana had never loved so much. And to be honest, if Kayana does not love him anymore, she still does not know for sure.
What is clear is that everything that Mrs Ratna said last night was not trivial. Kayana knew the woman's figure. How bad he is for his wishes. What he can do for his own benefit.
This, this is what became the basis for Kayana until, in the end, she decided to prepare this Saturday morning. Dress like a daily routine and be ready to wait for the arrival of Sadewa.
Yes, the fact of the threat from a lady Ratna made Kayana choose to agree with Sadewa's crazy idea. The marriage contract, Kayana is ready to do everything for the sake of her beloved family there, for the safety of the family that is far from her reach.