"What are you talking about? How do you know about my mother?"
Hazre got angrier. He tried to deny the statement. Azmar approached him again with a mysterious smile.
"Don't you think it's strange? Your mother won't die from suffocation? Even though you know that your mother is healthy. There's nothing sick, right?"
When he thinks back, Hazre also thinks about that. It was not logical with the sudden death of mom. It was clear that Mom was in a healthy condition in the ward during the day. My mind started to get confused.
"Are you trying to provoke me? You are willing to do anything to get what you want. He has nothing to do with this."
"How can you be sure that she has nothing to do with this? If you don't believe it, ask her yourself. Try to see the reaction on his face, if she's nervous. That shows she is..."
"Enough of this. I won't even believe anything you say. Stop everything...before I do worse with Office Star."
With a blushing face, he immediately left the room full of slander. Suhaimi followed Hazre's footsteps from behind.
Azmar just smiled widely. He didn't think he would reach this level to get anything. The hands of this psychopathic man began to arrange his suit while smiling contentedly wearing Hazre. He felt satisfied.
"Why did you tell him about Ms. Veronica? Isn't it dangerous for you too because you are considered to be in cahoots with Ms. Veronica?"
Sharul, who heard their conversation, felt anxious. Azmar just sat calmly in his swivel chair as if nothing had happened. A mysterious smile was still etched on his evil face. His eyes shifted towards Sharul who was standing orderly in front of his desk.
"Don't worry...That's just my second step. I have to..demolish their 'house of happiness' first. Then I started to organize it..my 'fake' strong influence."
What does Azmar mean? What else is he planning? That mysterious smile is still a question in Sharul's mind.
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It was quiet in the car on the way back to the office. Hazre seemed to be thinking long and hard about the mysterious death of his mother. But the quiet atmosphere began to disturb Suhaimi's mind to calm down.
"Sir, are you okay?"
Suhaimi was concerned about him being quiet without a sound. Hazre was startled by his reverie.
"Oh yes. I'm fine.."
Hazre immediately answered. Although his heart was still not at peace, he remembered Azmar's words earlier. Suhaimi's eyes were engrossed in glancing through the mirror in the car.
"Do you believe what he said?"
The heavy complaint was released slowly. Hazre looked out of the window. The tightly closed car window is unlikely to be penetrated by the wind from entering. That's how Hazre's heart is now. In addition, his mind is disturbed by Azmar's inciting words. Although the statement is indeed true.
"I don't know. What should I do?"
Hazre bowed his head. His face looked restless.
"For now, sir, don't think too much about that. Maybe he spoke like that on purpose so that you wouldn't focus on work later."
Suhaimi said reassuringly. Listening to the words of advice from Suhaimi's mouth, Hazre tried to act calm. He immediately threw away all his negative thoughts for the time being in favour of work.
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After being tired from working at the company, Hazre came home exhausted. Finally, the problem of their company's hacked system was solved. Azmar obeyed Hazre's order to stop it after finding out that Hazre was about to file a police report. Even so, Azmar would not remain silent.
Unexpectedly, Veronica came home earlier than usual. She waited for Hazre on the bed while lying down. Hazre was a bit strange with his attitude of coming home early. He was always late and forgot to come home.
"You seem to be later than I am ."
Veronica said immediately, sitting upright on the bed while looking at Hazre, who opened his suit. He didn't look directly at Veronica's smiling face waiting for him.
When Hazre opened his wardrobe, Azmar's words echoed once again in his mind.
"How can you be sure that she has nothing to do with this? If you don't believe it, ask her yourself. Try to see the reaction on his face, if she's nervous. That shows she is..."
He wondered if he would could touch that to Veronica. But, soon he forgot what Azmar said. It was like he was trying to cover both his ears from the incitement of a man who was obsessed with his wife.
Without realizing it, Veronica's soft hands slowly touched the back of Hazre's body. She began to caress him like a cat.
"You must be tired from work."
Hazre's tone was also like seducing Hazre. With his hard heart, he quickly turned to look at Veronica. Veronica's seductive smile was still etched on that mysterious face.
"What are you doing?"
Hazre's face tensed looking at her. There is no way that Hazre will fall for that false temptation again. His heart is almost crushed because his affair is silently stabbing Hazre's soul.
"Why is this? Let's have fun tonight..hmm.."
Veronica gently hugged Hazre's body. She seemed to want to return to Hazre again. But it was all in vain. Hazre immediately let go of the hug gently.
"I don't understand you. You can have fun with me when your body has already been touched.. by that man. Do you think I like it?"
His tone is getting higher. Veronica's smile is now fading. Lazily, she immediately sits on the edge of the bed roughly hugged her own body.
"You seem to..look askance at me. As long as I'm in front of you, look at me like your wife. Before I leave you."
"What? It's nice of you to say that. If you want to know, I'm considered a cheating husband, don't you know? Because I let my wife sleep with another man!"
"If that's the case, divorce me! I'm satisfied! We can go our separate ways. There's no need to waste time here fighting with you."
Veronica's ears were getting hotter listening to Hazre's words until she quickly got up from the edge of the bed. Her face turned red.
"Alright, if that's what you want. I'll get out of here. Don't ever look for me!"
That night there was tension between them. Veronica rudely stepped out of the room. Meanwhile, Hazre just pinched the bridge of his nose. The increasing number of problems today made him even more nervous. Because of the argument, they slept in separate places.