The Exchanging Soulmate
Surprised

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The sound of knocking on the door was heard. Mela who was daydreaming about Rafli who had not come home since two days ago immediately realized. In a hurry he opened the door with a carefree smile. He thinks Rafli is coming.

When he opened the door, his smile disappeared. It turned out that the two bank employees were coming.

"Yes!" Mela called her mother.

Not long after, Ayu came out.

"Eh, Father. Sorry, yes, sir, we can't pay yet, because my daughter-in-law hasn't come home, give us time, yes, sir," Ayu said with a clear face.

"Good, Mom. We give it a week. If Mom is late to pay, then Mother's house and land will be confiscated" said one of them.

"L-yes, sir, we will pay not until another week," said Ayu.

"Then we'll excuse you, and if I call, please pick up, so I don't have to come here."

Ayu nodded. After they left, he immediately approached Mela who was sitting on the sofa.

"Mel, how? Is Rafli any news?" ask Ayu while approaching Mela.

"No idea, Buk. Hp is not active until now. Did he forget to charge, huh?" muttered Mela.

"Oh, Mel, I've been dizzy thinking this. Now the three of us come to Rafli's office. Maybe he was busy so he could not go home," said Ayu.

"But I don't know the address of his office, Buk," Mela said.

"What are you, anyway? The time of the husband's own office address does not know," Ayu grumbled.

"If you're so daft, deh, Buk, let Mela try to check the room first." Mela immediately went to the room. He began to unload the drawers in which Rafli's files lay.

Shortly after, he returned.

"Oh, this is an address, I think this is the address of his office" said Mela.

"Yes, let's go there," Ayu asked.

"What father, Buk?" ask Mela.

"Mr don't be disturbed. He said he was really dizzy because Rafli didn't come home."

However, when it arrived, it turned out to be a small motorcycle repair shop.

"Well, Mel, what's the workshop? Is this really the address?" ask Ayu again to convince.

"Yes, ma'am, this is the address written here, really." Mela looked at the paper she was holding and matched her address.

"Excuse me, ma'am, would you like a motorbike, huh?" ask a man to Mela and Ayu.

"No, Mas, just stray," said Mela. However, his eyes immediately caught a motorcycle that he was very familiar with.

He walked up to the motorcycle and checked the license plate number. It really fits, that motorcycle was what Rafli used at that time.

"Mas, this is my husband's motorcycle. He said it was sold, you bought it, huh? Do you know my husband?" ask Mela to the man named Zainal.

"Sorry, Ma'am, this is my motorcycle. I bought it in a live showroom" said Zainal.

"Huh? I'm sure this is my husband's former motorcycle." Mela insisted.

"What is your husband's name?" ask Zainal.

"His name is Rafli, Mas" said Mela.

"Oh, the Rafli. He is my former mechanic, Ma'am, several times often borrow my bike. That one again." Zainal pointed to one more motor in front of his workshop.

Mela surprised. It was also the bike that Rafli used to use when they were still dating.

"You don't worry, dong. Where maybe Rafli was a mechanic. He is the manager, his education is high" said Ayu.

"Huh? The manager? Higher education? Last Education was High School, Mom. And he's been working with me for almost five years."

"What's? No way! Rafli is not a mechanic. He's even now building his own company." Mela still rejects Zainal's remarks.

"It's up to Mom, anyway. Just yeah, a few weeks ago, he told me. He said he wanted to move out of town because he had a lot of money. I am given twenty million." Zainal.

Mela shut her mouth. "No way, you must be lying."

"Oh yeah, I have a photo of him when he's my mechanic, nih." Zianal opened his phone, then showed a photo of Rafli while fixing one of the motorcycles.

"And I also have a chat she's with me. I think this can clarify your prejudices." Zainal switch to green chat app. He also showed me a chat from Rafli.