The Undone Story
Behind the Death of Imagery

...CHAPTER 62...

...Behind the Death of Image...

Dika smiled obliquely. "Did you not see this incident as a lesson to you at all?! You don't fool Vira, marrying her would endanger our daughter instead. Let me and Mama take care of Aqilla.." she said.

"Give Aqilla to me." she asked again, forcing.

Dika stepped forward quickly approaching Vira who was standing in front of her room. Vira shook her head and rewinded her steps, still rejecting her ex-husband's request.

"No Mas, Aqilla can't get away from me!" sentak Vira while holding Aqilla's body tightly, which Vira quickly entered the room closed the door tightly.

"Viraaa!" call Dika.

"Didn't you listen to what he just said huh?! Aqilla only belongs to her mother and can never be far from her mother. You better just go and don't bother us anymore!" throw Vicky while pushing his shoulder rough to get out of the house.

"Yeah I'm going, you don't have to push me like this!" timpals upset. Justify again her clothes that have been disheveled.

"Okay, I'll go, but if this happens again. Then I will never forgive you and I will take Aqilla away by force! So you don't get big head first, because Vira prefers you to take my place!" threatening Dika stared intently at Vicky's bead in front of him. Vicky just pulled one corner of his lips up. Nonchalantly.

"You don't have to worry, Vira and Aqilla will be fine living with me" she said.

"Huh, don't be so sure about you!" he growled, sneered from afar, and then turned away but before boarding his car he looked back at Vicky and Irfan who were still standing watching him at the door, alternately with sharp glare. That day it was possible that Dika lost to them, losing to defend Aqilla's custody. But in his heart Dika will never give up just like that. There was a time when Aqilla would belong to him completely.

Look at it later, I'll definitely bring Aqilla... I would never be willing, if that man were to be a father, my biological son continued! it's in the heart.

Dika also waltzed away carrying his car quickly, with a feeling of great annoyance.

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In the room Vira continued to look at the face of her daughter who was greedily sucking her breast milk.

"Mother thought, Mother will no longer meet you, son.." he explained. "Make a promise to you, never to leave you again for a second. Forgive Mother yes dear." he said again while rubbing and showering the head of Aqilla with a kiss dear.

Vira again dripped her tears still regretting, there was residual shock in her heart. Unimagined how if he really lost his daughter, could it be that his heart would break into pieces and languish the entire time of his life.

The door opened slowly, and Vicky came with food and drink to Vira, and she kept it on the nightstand carefully, after closing the door tightly.

His lips smiled broadly as he rubbed the top of his wife's head. "Let's let me give you a bribe, I'm sure you haven't eaten since you think of Aqilla all the time, right?!" she was sitting next to Vira on the bed. Take a plate of rice complete with side dishes.

Vira nodded in obedience. He began to open his mouth when Vicky directed a spoonful of rice in front of him, painstakingly feeding Vira who was breastfeeding Aqilla to the end. Vicky's attention to her, made her cry. Vicky who realized that quickly wiped his tears with one hand.

"Don't cry anymore, I promise this will never happen again. Tomorrow we go straight to my mansion. I want you and Aqilla to stay there with me, I make sure you two stay safe there" she said.

Vicky better get them both fast. Because it was the only safe place to hide his wife and Aqilla from Dika. None of his family knew where his Mansion was, except for Adam and his men.

"Yes Mas.." nodded softly while hiccupping.

After Vira finished the food that Vicky had bribed earlier. At the same time, Aqilla slept in her lap. Vira immediately put him to bed in the baby box. Then she and Vicky got ready for bed after cleaning themselves up in the bathroom and changing their clothes in sleeping pajamas.

On top of the contest, Vicky hugged his wife tightly while stroking her hair. Gently peeked at his wife's forehead.

"Mas, are you sure. If your mama doesn't come back to ruin our relationship?" ask Vira who is still worried about Sophia. Vicky nodded quickly.

"She's been imprisoned, so there's no way she's coming back" Vicky smiled.

Vira looked up, still not believing. "So that's right, did you put him in jail?"

"He deserves that punishment, baby, for what he did... Already, now you better sleep and do not think about anything else. Tomorrow morning you and Bi Ina must prepare to pack all your clothes. .." said Vicky. "After I came home with my business. I'll pick you up again." he continued.

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The next morning, two policemen came to Bagas and wanted to arrest him without notice. An ART ran to Bagas in the dining room, as his heart was agitated at the thought of Sophia who had not returned from last night.

"Sorry sir in front there is a police officer, he said he wants to meet with you" he said.

"Po, police?!" stuttered. Dahi Bagas suddenly asked. Then slowly stood up and looked at the two policemen who were already behind the ART.

"What's this?" ask her with a little panic.

"Please come with us Mr. Bagas. For interrogation related to the case of the abduction of the baby Mistress Vira and about the death of the late Madame Citra 17 years ago." he said that then a police officer approached Bagas about to handcuff his hands.

Bagas was stunned, then he stepped back, his throat seemed to be suffocating right then and there. He never imagined it would be back in question. The unnatural death of Citra finally revealed after a long time they closed the case as an accident due to the negligence of the driver himself.

"What does this mean? I don't understand, hasn't my wife's death been so long. Why ask again. It's clear that he died in an accident" he denied.

"Yes, the accident that you arranged and planned as beautifully as possible, with your mistress!" loud Vicky, who suddenly appeared behind the two policemen.

"Vi-Vicky!" Bagas bead is round wide, now nervousness is seen once in the look of his face. "W-What do you mean, son? You want to accuse Papa of killing your mother?" ask him to wave, then Bagas laughed discordantly and gamang. "Haha... Don't make a joke with your Papa, Vicky." he tried to behave accordingly. "Where could Papa have done that to your late mother,"

"Do I look like I'm joking?! huh uh?!" his satire smiled obliquely. "You two go out." - suddenly, Adam appeared with a middle-aged man who was now sitting in a wheelchair. Adam pushed his wheelchair slowly until they lined up next to Vicky.

"You, you_ Word!" suddenly faltered. Shocked, because it has been a long time ago Bagas stopped the Word working.

"For Mr. Bagas, what do you say...?" said the middle-aged man, commenting on the thin smile on his thick lips that was pale because he was still in pain. He is none other than his father Adam and a friend of his late grandfather Vicky. Firman is the only person who knows the ins and outs of the Vicky family and also knows how it was originally before Citra's death occurred.

17 Years ago. Firman accidentally caught the image that Sophia kicked out. Then after that, he secretly also saw Bagas' manoeuvre coming out of the Citra car. I don't know what he did. But the police also still keep evidence of a sharp object that was found there Word when after the accident. It was suspected that the object damaged the car brakes Citra which resulted in the brakes blong and so uncontrollable.

After Citra left with a sad and sad feeling to her. Firman hurried to ask Bagas and Sophia in the workspace of his former employer. There was their laughter behind the door, for their plan would soon be successful. Up to two hours after that, Firman got word from the police at the Hospital about Citra's death across the phone.

"A-what Madam died_" Firman boughtak almost he hangs. Want to tell the sad news to Bagas, but there was no sadness and loss on Bagas' face. In fact he only remembered the smile of a grin that was clearly imprinted on Sophia's red lips. At that time, the Word became more suspicious and continued to investigate everything alone. Until he found a fake document for the transfer of all company assets in the name of Citra to Bagas.

Word took it and gave it to Vicky after Vicky was 17. Because when Citra died, Vicky who was still in the eighth grade of Junior High had experienced depression for several months after losing his mother. So that they can't talk.

Now the document has been in Vicky's hands after being given the Word first. That was after Vicky recovered from his depression.

"A-a.. Vi, that's-that's not true." quipped Bagas that time he can't dwell anymore. His heart seemed to stop racing there, his sweat increasingly pouring down his forehead. "Everything just misunderstood." apparently again.

"You want to avoid it again, after seeing all this evidence? You are indeed a Demon Bagas!! You and that snake lady deserve to be put to death!!" he snapped while throwing a map containing paper documents was rough in front of Bagas. Bagas is getting surprised.

"Capture him and lock him up in jail, until the judge decides everything in court later!" he told the two policemen.

"Ready Sir!" simultaneously them.

"Vi-Vicky!! My son" Bagas yelled thrashing. Begged her son to give her a chance to hear her talk.

"Stop calling me your son! I've never had a Papa like you!" he said it was firm and cold.

"Vicky... Maafkaan Papa Nakk!!" chanted Bagas again until his voice slowly shrank and disappeared because it had been carried away by a police car out of the magnificent house.

Vicky, Adam and Word stared at each other softly. Finally they managed to uncover all the crimes Bagas and Sophia had committed without his knowledge.

Seriate...

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