MUST BE A DEPOSIT
TMS EPS 63: OUR STORY IS NOT FINISHED

"What the fuck?" Revan stared at the bringas, at the group of people in uniform who had surrounded his company. None of the guards could arrest the gunmen.

"What is your name Revan? The leader of this company?"

"really. What business do you have coming to see me!"

"We have orders to take you to the police station."

"What basis do you want to arrest me?" Revan growled furiously.

"On charges of fraud as well as defamation. You are also in debt to other companies, which until now there is no payment data."

"debt? What debts? Don't just talk, I can sue back!"

"Please. But for now, you better explain everything at the police station."

Some of the cops immediately arrested Revan. And took.

Of course Revan rebelled, because he did not accept all the accusations. But his strength was far less than some of the police so he could only resign.

*****

"Wait Syma... "

"Deliver!" Syma threw out Ersad's hand violently. And raised his hand for Ersad to stop in his place. "Don't come any closer!"

"My shyma... "

"I don't want to hear anything from you! I'm not interested in talking to you for longer.

You're nothing to me anymore."

"Shyma.... "

Syma's leaving soon. He didn't even care about Ersad yelling trying to stop him. Syma was not ready to meet the man again.

Arghhhhhh

"Damn! How do I explain everything.

I'm not letting you go Syma. Know that our story is still unfinished!"

*****

O Lord, the One who turns back my heart and my feelings. Please take away my love for him. Give me back my heart when I don't know and love him.

Because I'm so tired of being hurt for my love for her. I was so weak every time I faced him, and I didn't want this weakness of mine to defeat me. Let me be happy with my children, even without them.

Syma was crying in silence. No matter when the driver occasionally noticed it from the reflection of the glass. Syma could not hold her chest tight.

"Why? Why is it that when I start to forget, he reappears in front of me.

This stupid heart cannot be compromised with my mind! I hateit.... But I miss him too.

I once tried to run as far away from his heart as possible. I've also tried to bury as deeply as possible, my memory of him. Even I wanted so badly to break my love for her...

But why can't the heart do it....

The more I want to stay away, the greater my memory of him.

No. gabe.

I cannot be weak. I can't take it anymore. Our relationship is over. I can't bear to go back hurt because of his actions." shirih Syma interrupted sobs.

Without feel. Syma has finally returned to her home. The face cannot be covered. Everyone can see it.

Including Aina who was currently playing with Gokhan.

"Syma, what's going on?" Aina was so worried about him that she looked upset.

"There is no Aina. Did Gokhan make things difficult for you?"

"Of course not. Although he's a super active boy, but I'm not at all overwhelmed looking after him. I can still compensate," said Aina to melt the atmosphere. Though he knows very well entertainment like anything will not be baited every time Syma is sad. And he also believes Syma's grief was caused by one person.

Ersad.

But that man didn't disappear! Has he returned? thought Aina.

"Aina, you better go home. Magrib in a minute. Deriya will worry later."

"All right then. Aina went home first, sister. Assalamu'alaic... "

"Wa'alaikumsalam."

After Aina's departure. Syma went into her house. There Ceyda was already waiting for him with a feeling of no less worry. Especially seeing Syma's gloomy face.

What makes you cry?"

Syma shook again. She hugged Gokhan while crying. "Mas Ersad Ma'am. He purposely toyed with my feelings with his appearance."

"Isn't that good? You can charge an explanation for his disappearance all along, son."

Syma shook her head hard. "No Ma'am. I can't....

I don't want to hear anything from him. Enough of all the wounds he inflicted on me. Ever since he chose to leave, it means he doesn't need me anymore."

"Don't make you wrong, son. I don't want you to regret it yourself. Finish your curiosity, and ask her everything. I'm sure there's something behind all this.... "

Syma remains stubborn. He shook his head and wiped his tears. His eyes looked straight. Anyone can see the emptiness inside. Disappointment was also evident on his face. Syma who was once warm and cheerful. It has now turned cold and quiet.

"Already Ma. It's all over. I don't expect anything more from him either. To me he's nothing else. Whatever he wants to do, I don't care either."

Syma immediately went to her room. Leaving Ceyda who turned moody thinking about their household being so complicated. In his heart, he always wished the best for both people.

*****

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AW

Aina fell off her bike, after hitting a black Porsche that braked suddenly in front of her. His voice sounded loud, until the front of the motor slightly shattered and left severe abrasions in the back of the car.

Aina tried to get up to give the calculation to the owner of the car. But he seemed to have difficulty because his legs were sprained so he again grimaced in pain.

"Aws... So hurt. Fucking car! If you can't drive it's better to walk." Aina squealed in annoyance. Seeing his motorbike was badly damaged, plus his leg was sick.

"What do you mean?"

Aina lifted her face, as the car owner got out of her car. Staring at him with his hands crossed on his chest.

Aina's eyes widened. He was surprised to see who the owner was.

"sir Hariz?"

Hariz was slightly contorted to hear Aina say her name. Five years disappeared, making him slightly forget the face of Aina who used to be unattractive and impressed kumel.

But now it's very different. Aina had already turned into a beautiful and dazzling girl. Although his face without makeup polish. But his face still looks good.

What made Hariz even more certain was that it was Aina. She saw that Aina's style of dress still remained the same. Tomboy

with the jeans she always wears.

"You're Aina?"

Aina nodded quickly. Either he should be happy or something. What was clear was that Aina was slightly fixated on looking at Hariz who was increasingly looking handsome and dashing.

"Yes God. Aina you're so careless. Look what you've done to my car!"

Aina's face changed. All his admiration was instantly gone. He looked at Hariz with annoyance. "Why do you blame me? Obviously Mr. Hariz was wrong for coming out!"

"You're stupid or what Aina is. Obviously, in front of that red light. The sign must stop. Why are you still flying your bike!"

Aina stammered. He really did not see the position of the lights being red. Now Aina felt cornered. Of course everyone will blame him.

Aina suddenly changed her expression as if she was in a lot of pain.

"Aws.... My leg hurts so much. Oh my God, how is this. I can't feel my legs anymore. How I'm gonna walk."

Hariz who saw that, of course, felt pity and not heart. Although she knew, Aina's words were exaggerated. But still, the girl must be in pain.

"What do you want?" Aina asked who saw Hariz suddenly bending down to scoop up her body.

"It's just that you whimper here. No one will pity you. I'll take you to the hospital!" hariz said as he carried Aina into his car.

"What about my bike?"

"Throw away that ugly bike!"

ERSAD DESTARA'S

HARIZ ENGGAR WIJAYA'S