MY HUSBAND STROKED BUT DID NOT DIE
Chapter 58 SUSPECTS THE BIMA

I approached Yola who was hugging Arka mas while crying bitterly. I hugged them too.

Satisfied to let go of our grief, Yola and I let go of a hug. Yola wiped away her own tears, and also wiped away my tears.

"Why didn't you tell me that, Ar? You let your lives suffer like this?" yola said as she cried again.

I shed another tear, wiped my tears, and rose from the floor where we sat. Then I stepped towards the living room.

I gave Yola a code to follow me. I don't want Arka to hear our conversation, and follow sad.

I told you about what happened to us. Starting from me who ran out of money and sold the car. Until my money and valuables including all our lost hape were taken by the thief.

I told her all in stammering and tears that kept flowing down my cheeks.

I also told him how we had to eat some potluck from money selling cabinets for a few days.

Yola hugged me tight. She was crying again. Very concerned to see our condition.

"Your mother-in-law knows your condition?" ask Yola.

I'm shaking. Then I also told him that I with mediocre money had been to my mother-in-law's house, but did not meet.

Then the mother who seemed to come here and left a paper bag of my favorite bread on the porch of the house. And since then, I've never been here again.

Also about bi Yati who was asked to accompany the mother during bi Sumi permission. And also about Bima who is allowed to go home but continues to disappear like swallowed by the earth.

Yola took my story seriously. His forehead was wrinkled like thinking of something.

"Where do you know Bima?" ask Yola.

"From a Nurse in the Hospital. He recommended Bima" I replied.

"Keep you just believing it?" ask Yola again.

I'm nodding. But I don't understand what Yola's question really means.

Yola breathed her.

"Since she left, Bima never came back here again?" ask Yola again. I nodded again.

"And Bima knows where you keep your money and valuables?" Yola still continued to pry me with questions about Bima.

"Okay, where's the room?" ask Yola. I showed you the room that Bima was wearing.

Yola stood up and walked into the room. Yola turned on the room lights, and dismantled everything in the room.

I who followed Yola just silently watched what she was doing.

"Ar, why are you being so innocent? Too easy to trust someone you just met?"

I was confused by Yola's question.

"Try you remember again, what items are in this room, other than the property of the Bima?"

I try to remember everything. Then I dismantled Arka's mas workbench. Arka's laptop doesn't exist.

I remember, Arka mas has a collection of branded watches that are not cheap, nor are there.

I was silent to see the contents of the drawer where the items were stored were empty.

My head's pulsing. Is it possible that Bima took everything?

I sat on the bed, with my head throbbing.

"Do you know where Bima lives?" ask Yola again.

I regret my stupidity. I never even knew where Bima lived.

Bima used to give her ID to me. I'm the one who's too easy to believe, just read it at a glance. Without asking for a copy of it or photographing it.

Even my mother-in-law never once suspected Bima. For two months of work, he was very polite. Except when he was always teasing me, and I was dissolved in his fondling.

I'm so ashamed of myself. I was so easily tempted by a con man like Bima.

"He's very kind, polite. The person is patient, painstaking and deft. He's very professional. That's why my mom and I trust her so much" I said with teary eyes.

"Yes, he'll make you believe him first. He studied all the contents of this house slowly. Maybe even your mother-in-law's house" said Yola.

Oh, my gosh. I patted my forehead.

"Then what was he doing at my mother's house?" my many. Yola shrugged her shoulders.

"Just ask your mother-in-law" Yola replied.

If Bima really did all this, then what should I do?

Report it to the police? But I just don't have any evidence. My real identity I don't know either. Because I over-embarrassed him.

Bima should often stay in my room. The reason is because Arka BAB, so he must clean it.

I let it go because it was Bima's job. I prefer to wait while watching television.

I remember bi Yati. He doesn't seem to like Bima very much. And stupidly I, never find out why bi Yati does not like it.

Oh yes, bi Yati also never allowed Bima to enter Yola's house. The key to Yola's house is always kept by bi Yati himself.

For example Bima I told to clean Yola's house, bi Yati only allowed to clean the outside only. Like taking care of Yola plants in the yard.

Bi Yati must have said, the inside is clean. Because it is two or three times a day bi Yati clean it.

Even when bi Yati told me the bathroom faucet in Yola's house was jammed, bi Yati preferred to have the complex security guard fix it.

"Now, what can we do?" I asked Yola.

Yola hush. He seemed to think hard. He even walked in front of me.

"We ask the security guard if on the night of the incident Bima came here" replied Yola.

Yes, also, if foreigners who come night-night, will usually be asked their identity by them.

Especially if robbed, which carries a lot of stuff. It will be suspected.

My lost things, if put in a bag, won't make them suspicious.

I then reopened the small closet where Bima's clothes. I remember, after Bima left, I had time to open the closet.

Bima's clothes are only a few that stay. But now more.

"Would that night have come. And then I saw me sleeping on the couch, and then he took my money and stuff? And he took her with his duffel bag and he put all his backpacks in this closet first?" Yola snapped her finger.

"Just right! He sees the opportunities wide open. You do not close the door of the house. He can enter this complex, even to your house without suspicion. Then he finished everything quickly. Because he has memorized the places he is after" said Yola at length.

I nodded weakly. If only Bima had done all this.tega once he had me.