My cousin Maduku
Chapter 62

"Siska!." once the voice called out.

The woman he called his name froze on the spot.

"How are you doing? How's the father?." The 50-year-old man approached Siska who was unable to swallow his own saliva.

Some IndoApril visitors turned their heads towards them. The men looked at Siska with various responses. Not a few who mock, demean and judge with their own thoughts. How they did not look down on Siska, there was a man who asked the girl a question. Vividly in the brains of the visitors IndoApril judge that Siska is a mistress of Grandpa-grandfather.

The man named Max who is a Sanusi confidant continues to look at Siska with a difficult gaze.

The striking clothes made them the center of attention, plus two bodyguards beside the man.

"We're talking outside, Siska!" Siska who had not had time to take ice cream was pulled by men in suits was out of IndoApril.

The fierce gazes of the two bodyguards made Siska's guts shriek, inevitably Siska followed Max behind with her head lowered.

Their exit from the door of IndoApril gets a gaze from around the people with various speculations.

"How is Siska?." asked Max back as he turned around and stared intently at Siska who kept his head down.

"Ba-good Sir. Father how are you?." Steadily Siska answered and greeted the man before her. Fear began to gnaw all over her body, she was not ready to face the man before her. Moreover, his mother has not found a replacement baby from her deceased baby.

"I'm good as you can see. Now answer my question! Where's the kid?" the gaze of Sanusi's confidant men locked onto Siska.

The woman swallowed her saliva back. The next second his brain found an answer.

"His children were stolen by sir." Siska put on a sad face. "I kept quiet because I didn't know what to answer when you asked me that. I've predicted you'll definitely ask that." With a sad face Siska looked at Max.

That's the only answer that's on top of Siska because she knows being honest with Mr. Sanusi's assistant is impossible. The anger is obvious when it comes to saying frankly to the man in front of him.

"What's? the boy's missing, Ssika?." Max looks shocked. Assistant old man Tajir twisting it looks incredulous with what he heard.

The shoulders of the men wearing the watches moved at the price of millions. Murat was disappointed and angry clearly on the face of the decades-old man. How not? son of his one-on-one hope as heir to the kingdom of business Mr. Sanusi does not exist.

"Don't lie to you! quickly tell me where the child is?." shouted Max making Siska trouble swallowing her own saliva.

Siska just bowed in fear. Moreover, the two bodyguards beside Max stared intently at him.

"Then give me back the hundreds of millions we sent you, Siska!" Max stared intently at Siska.

As in the icy water flush one large drum, Siska's body froze in place. How not, the hundreds of millions he had spent had to be returned.

'How am I supposed to change that kind of money? where's that much money? Damnit damnit! How could I meet this old man. One problem is not finished, why is there another problem? God why do you give me this much testing in my life?.' Siska complained in her heart.

Siska said it was a test when God gave it to those who obeyed him. While the Siska problem? all of this was his own doing. Because of his greed he reaped from what he did.

"If you tell Mr. Sanusi what it is, I'm sure he'll die soon. You want that to happen? Didn't your financial resources come from him?." Siska's bluffing a little Max.

Siska stared at the two fierce bodyguards who were about to approach her.

"Okay, I'm with you."

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The next day at Riska's residence. The mother and son were busy cooking in the kitchen. Activities they often do while still living together first. Riska is very happy to help her mother cook in the kitchen, something that makes them always compact.

Riska forgot about the problem that happened yesterday. After making Siska lost by her, she wants to have fun today with her friends at the event and the Riska school force reunion.

"You became famous this morning, son?" asked Ratih who was turning the bakwan inside the frying pan, asking his son without looking at him.

"So dong, Mah." In the midst of her busy cooking, Riska replied.

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Riska fiddled herself for a moment in front of the glass.

"It's beautiful." He smiled praising himself.

This morning, Riska looks stunning with the condangan dress robe coated with brocade. The woman who had a height of one hundred and sixty looked graceful with a thin makeup polish on her face.

With a happy heart, Riska came out of her room.

"God's beauty is the mother's son." Ratih who met Riska in the living room did not look at her son. Changes in the face of Riska are increasingly visible after treatment. Parting with Danang made her have more time and money to take care of herself which she had neglected.

"Riska's leaving, Mah." Riska stared fixedly at her mother's face with a smile. Then, the back of his mother's hand that he had grabbed was kissed with reverence.

"Assalamualaikum," Riska waved at her mother as she walked out of the house.

"Vaalaikumsalam. Careful." Ratih let go of his son.

Riska immediately entered her four-wheeled vehicle. It did not take long for him to start leaving his mother's house to the location. Rizki's house is quite far from Riska's residence. One hour of mileage by four-wheeled vehicle. In the past, Rizki was a student who lived in boarding houses because his house was too far from school.

Rizki, Riska's friend during the white gray past has returned to her parents' house. Why did Ayu come, though far away? Because in his high school alumni group they agreed to attend on Rizki's happy day. They make the condangan event as well as the reunion of their forces.

In the middle of the trip suddenly Riska's car broke down. In fact, the distance to Rizki's house is still far away.

"Oh Allah.. This is why?." Riska panicked in the car after repeatedly trying to start the engine of the vehicle, but never turned on. Riska immediately loosened her gaze to all corners of the area.

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