The Marriage Of The Game
52 - Emir Mission

..."Don't be too quick to believe what you hear, because lies spread faster than the truth."...

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As soon as Aleta came out of her room, she was confronted by 2 bodyguards who were standing guard at the door. The two bodyguards asked him questions, after finding himself about to leave.

"Where's the hell is the hell you going?" ask one of the guards.

"I'm going out for a minute!" quickly answer.

"Sorry Miss, but Miss is not allowed to go anywhere." Reply to the guard.

Aleta pulled out her cell phone and showed the two bodyguards the contents of her chat. The two guards turned to each other with uncertain faces.

"You don't believe it? what to rebuke Damar, then you believe him!" kilah Aleta scares.

"I'm sorry, but the boss didn't give us any information." His mouth is full of confidence.

"Well, if you don't believe. I'll call him right now!" he hesitated a little.

Aleta pretended to press the original number for her to call but the tone of the call kept ringing, no answer at all. Aleta swallowed the hard-earned salivary, she bit her lower lip out of nervousness.

"It looks like Miss lied to us" he said half insinuating.

"I'm not lying, Damar did ask me to come to his office. You can take me there now!" he insisted that he could go to see his father, by any means.

"Alright, then we'll contact Mr. Dammar." Arrange the bodyguard while removing the phone from the pants pocket.

Aleta widened her eyes when the bodyguard called Damar's number. He is nervous and afraid of being caught lying. His heart beat rapidly as the bodyguards managed to contact Damar.

"Last your history, Aleta!" His mind swears to itself.

"*Hello Boss, we'd like to ask! is it true Miss was asked to the office now*?"

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"*Hello, Bos*!"

"*Bos*!!"

The call ended just like that when they did not get any answers from Damar, because it turned out that one of his guards forgot to fill the pulse so they could not continue the call. While the other bodyguard forgot to charge the battery of his phone.

Hearing the carelessness of both of Damar's bodyguards made Aleta breathe a sigh of relief, it turns out Damar hired a bodyguard who was less responsive and too late.

"Here you go, you better get me to his office!" he asked immediately before the bodyguard had another way to contact Damar.

The two look at each other, interpreting if Aleta's words make them believe and agree. They finally deliver Aleta to Damar's office.

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Tok!!

Tok!!

Erick walks into Damar's office, he says that Mr. Edward arrived at the shisha lounge 5 minutes ago.

"All right, we're leaving now!" he said he hurried to step while wearing his suit.

Both of them stepped down from the room using the elevator to the ground floor, after arriving they continued their steps towards the main door. Without them knowing it turns out Aleta is hiding behind a standing banner in the lobby.

Aleta saw Damar and Erick after exiting the elevator door, fortunately the 2 bodyguards did not follow her inside, so she could quickly hide without Damar and Erick knowing.

"Huff!! it's almost." He breathed a sigh of relief.

Now Aleta was looking for a way to escape easily without being seen by the two guards. Aleta looked for a way out to the emergency exit and so easily she was able to get away with riding a taxi that was parked neatly on the side of the road.

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"Yes, sit down Damar" said Mr. Edward after receiving an apology from both of them.

"I brought you a souvenir, Mr. Edward," Damar gave a paper bag containing a royal box for him.

"Well, thank you!" the thrill of sumringah after getting a bottle of wine limited edition with a pretty fantastic price.

"Together, consider that as my apology to you, Mr. Edward's." The reply smiled with relief, not in vain he asked Erick to take the time to buy at one of the official outlets of his subscription.

Damar and Mr. Edward also ordered a lunch menu, they ate the food greedily and deliciously while talking about cooperation contracts between companies. Mr. Edward is very happy to be working with a persistent young man like Damar, he is also sure that the cooperation project will run smoothly and successfully like his shadow image.

After finishing lunch, they continued to order a dessert in the form of custard or a kind of pudding. Although Damar was no longer able to put the food in his mouth, he had to obey the client for the sake of cooperation.

"Sorry Boss, you get a call from Miss Yuri!" erick whispered in Damar's ear while cutting off the two's conversation.

"Just ignore it." His short speech did not want to take a headache.

"Okay boss," Erick nodded obediently.

Damar resumes the conversation with Mr. Edward until the client is ready to sign a contract of cooperation and then Damar and Mr. Edward was both saying goodbye.

"It is nice to work with you, Mr. Damar," he praised as he extended his hand.

Damar smiled, "Together Mr. Edward," Damar replied as he shook his hand.

"Then, I'll see you tomorrow." He was just about to get in the car.

Damar nodded, "Alright, be careful on the road." Damar's Message.

Tn Cars. Edward darted away leaving Damar and Erick who were still sitting in front of the lounge door.

"Sorry Boss, I can't seem to drive to the office, because I have to go to the police station!" erick approached Damar.

Gets, "There's been a development with that guy?" ask Damar curiously.

"Not sure, it's just that the police asked me to come there." The answer.

"Well, you go there and report the development of the man" Damar said before getting into the car.

"Okay boss, I'm leaving." He bowed and walked away.

As soon as Erick left, Damar drove his car out of the yard. He darted back to the office, having to finish his pending task.

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Aleta arrives at the clinic, she approaches the receptionist to ask her father's treatment room. After getting the information Aleta immediately stepped into the room where her father was in care.

He slid the door open and approached his father's bed near the window. Aleta slowly opened the curtain of bulkheads hanging above. His eyes were fixed on the figure of a middle-aged man who was sleeping soundly on the clinic bed.

Aleta walked up to her father, grabbed by the hand of the Father who began to slacken in line with his age. Aleta's tears collapsed as she watched her current state lie weak.

"What happened Dad? why did you get this way?"

Said Aleta beside the Father while kissing the back of her hand followed by her crying. Never imagined by him how the pain of the father with a state of being unable to see but want to keep trying to live independently without the help of anyone, he said, even Aleta herself could not do anything because of the demands as Damar's wife, while she was eager to live with her father.

"Aleta!" call the Emir after opening his eyes.

"Dad, I'm sober! I'll call the doctor for a minute." His words were about to step up but were prevented by the Emir.

"No need, son, I'm getting better." Reject immediately.

"But yeah," Aleta said paused upon hearing the Emir's words.

"Son, can you grant your father's request?" the Emir asked so he cut Aleta's words.

Aleta was silent and did not dare to make any decision, he was sure if it had anything to do with Damar and sure enough, the Emir asked Aleta to avenge him to Damar, he said, he asks Aleta to kill Damar.

Aleta also had refused to do such a heinous thing, however he did not justify the actions of the father who avenged by killing Damar.

But the Emir insisted on believing Aleta to make him hate Damar by providing him with photographic evidence, letters and videos.

"You can see it for yourself and believe in your heart that Damar is a bad man, he deliberately plays before you, so you can believe him. All the evidence is in that box, you can see it for yourself and I hope with that evidence, you can be sure that Damar is the culprit behind all this." He insists on believing in Aleta.

Aleta could only remain silent as she received the box, her feelings starting to go awry. Can't imagine the reality of his father's words. What if his father is right? it was hard for him to accept the reality of all of that. Although I really hope that Damar is not the perpetrator like the accusation of the father.

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