A Mistake
Unraveling Truth

"Dira.." whispered Hans as if he had just woken up from the situation that was holding him. Hans then took his cell phone and tried to contact Dira's cell phone but there was no answer because his phone died.

Hans exited his room and, half running, took the elevator down to the ground floor. Until there Hans had not found the figure of Dira his wife, Hans actually met Aaron who had not returned to his home.

"Good night, sir..."

"Good night, uncle." he replied, spreading his gaze around.

"Mr Hans is looking for someone?"

"Is Mr. Aaron from here?" Aaron nodded. "Did you see a beautiful woman with long black hair with a tall stature?"

"Is she Mrs Andira, your wife sir?"

"Sir knows my wife?"

"Isn't Madame Andira still upstairs, in the master's apartment? It was about seven o'clock at night that I picked up Mrs Andira from the airport and drove the lady here and I haven't seen the lady out..."

"Who told the uncle to pick up my wife and why did the uncle not tell me if the uncle was told to pick up my wife...?" hans asked a little emotion.

"I'm sorry sir, not sengaje but it's Mr. Alex's order, not to inform Mrs Andira's arrival to you, he said... "

"Astaghfirullah." said Hans beristighfar as he leaned against the wall.

"Sorry sir, is the madam gone again? Did you have a fight?" Hans shook his head slowly.

"Yes, sir, he left but we haven't even met my uncle...He was in a hurry to leave because he was disappointed and misunderstood me...Oh Allah, I was wrong and now where is he, where is the night and he has never come here anyway, his cell phone was killed by him... Astaghfirullah haladziim what kind of husband am I..." Hans covered his face with both hands like a frustrated person.

"Please sir, Saye will definitely help you find your mistress.now how about I see the CCTV footage of the apartment first, sir?" Aaron patted Hans' shoulder slowly.

"Why haven't I thought that since..."

The two then went to the apartment security room. After asking for permission, they also saw the CCTV footage. Seemed clearly as soon as Dira came, he stopped at the coffee shop on the seventh floor, like he was listening to someone talk. A few minutes later, with a slight stagger he walked towards Hans' room, put the brown envelope and leave in staggered steps while crying towards the elevator leading to the ground floor.

And how surprised Hans saw the CCTV footage because when he arrived on the ground floor Dira fainted and was seen lifted by a security guard.

"Who is the name of the security? He knows where my wife is now... Is he still around now? Can you please call him right now?"

"Oh security is called Hasan, die has returned master.because it should be Hasan's duty here and the shift has been replaced now..."

"Yes Allah.nomer call..I asked for Hasan's phone number..."

"Sir, it's not better if kite tanye used to be the same receptionist apartment, they must know the incident earlier.." suggested Aaron while trying to calm Hans.

"Ah yes.surely also the suggestion of uncle.ayo we go there..."

Arriving at the reception desk...

"Saye knows what happened, sir, but I don't know your wife's purpose after awakening. We were taking your wife to the hospital but she refused. He just asked for a taxi and left after thanking us." explained the receptionist..."Sorry our master did not know that she was the wife of the master, because when we asked if there were relatives living here, he replied that it turned out that someone he was looking for had moved..."

"Oh Allah... Mr. Cik Harun, we're traveling around town looking for Dira...pak miss want my anter right? Later I will give you a bonus for uncle.." said Hans riled.

"Relax me sir, without any bonus love I want to help you find your mistress..."

Hans and Harun also walked around every corner of Kuala Lumpur, Hans also got off the car asking people while showing photos of Dira but the results were nil. Even until midnight, Dira did not meet either.

Meanwhile, Jessica was in a frenzy, knowing Hans' room was empty and Hans would not pick up the phone.

"Iih... Where the hell is this Hans.on the phone also can not anymore.. has been two hours in wait until I fell asleep not back and forth as well..."

"So how does this..dah midnight again...what is this malem is canceled aja...?" ask Sarah.

"Eh no. This malem is our last malem here." Anya said.

"Yes..but...how is Jess? Are we leaving without Hans?" ask Sarah.

"Emm.yeah we've left already aja deh...keburu early in the morning.." replied Jessica.but suddenly netra Jessica saw a brown envelope lying on the table, makes Jessica want to know.

"Eh wait.. What envelope..." Just as Jessica was about to touch the envelope, a burly hand grabbed her.

"Don't like to touch things that don't belong to you." hardik Hans was so up to his apartment."Oya Jess, give me back the keys to my apartment..."

"What does this mean? Didn't you already love the key is the same I.mana you can suddenly play so ask.." said Jessica objected.

"Why can't you? Isn't that the key to my apartment.want I love what I want to ask, he likes me dong..here return it.." pinta Hans.

"Lu Abis where the hell is Hans? You were on the road earlier, huh? How come you suddenly turned a hundred and eighty degrees the same I.." asked Jessica trying to hold back the anger.

"That's none of your business. Now you better get all out... I want to be alone again..." Hans encourages Jessica to get out of his apartment.

"But not that we agreed tonight to club together, right?" ask Jessica who has not given up on seducing Hans to come with her and her friends.

"I told you I want to be alone.Do you not understand good Indonesian? Go Jess... lest I be filthy and be rude to you." said Hans.

Sarah and Anya also tried to pull Jessica's hand slowly to be invited out of Hans' apartment. And with a face that looked upset, Jessica finally relented and followed her friend's second step.

Hans threw his body onto the sofa, after closing and locking the door of his apartment. Hans opened the brown envelope and then took out one by one the sheets of paper inside. Suddenly the net was fixed on a piece of USG photo.there is clearly the name of his wife Ny. Andira Hans Saputra and also clearly stated the age of the content of Dira 1 month 5 days. Hans touched the photo..."My boy... From the age of Dira's womb, he really is my son...O Allah..What have I done to Dira? For the umpteenth time I always make a mistake.hiks hyks...Dira, I'm sorry..."

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