
This time all the men can breathe a sigh of relief, because it escaped Zivan's punishment for the behavior of his boss' wife who could always escape scrutiny.
"Zivan's boss wife is really good at tricking, look at us who are on guard this much, but the madam can still leave so easily." Say one of the few who was talking about Ara that made them shake their heads.
The punishment given by Zivan before did not make Ara deterred, Zivan punished Ara in other ways and hoped Ara deterred and did not repeat the mistake again.
Zivan was forced to tie his wife's left hand in handcuffs and tie her to the edge of the bed, hoping that, Ara could go nowhere.
"Take me off, don't treat your wife like a slave, I won't repeat it. I promise." whine Ara.
"No, you must be punished first, let you be deterred."
"How will I breastfeed Vania if my hands are in handcuffs. Let me go, don't you hear, our daughter is crying she needs breast milk." Ara continued to persuade Zivan in various ways that he could. But unfortunately everything was not working, there he was even left behind.
An hour, two hours, up to a few hours Zivan did not show up to end his sentence. Ara's wrist had started to red with friction as Ara tried to let go.
Finally at dinner, Zivan reappeared and brought a tray containing dinner.
"Mas..please! please! let go of me."
"Is it a deterrent?" zivan and Ara asked.
Zivan cupped Ara's face and rubbed her cheek with her thumb.
"Do you know why I did this to you? You are very precious to me. I don't want anything to happen to you, you know that my enemies and your enemies are still running around and they're always after us to be targeted. If anything happens to you, me and Vania will be very lost. So before it's too late don't look to die first." explained Zivan and he also released the handcuffs that ensnare him.
Zivan took a plate containing rice and side dishes. He also feeds Ara like a husband who is really dear.
* * * *
Zivan, who had been given sleeping pills by Ara, did not know that his wife had run away again.
A reason to make Ara leave. The grudge of his father's death can no longer be contained. He wants to know the killer and to avenge his actions. Now Ara's only hope is Agaru and he promises to tell her something.
Ara comes in a small food stall, where Ara and Agaru used to meet. There Agarwood had already arrived and had ordered hot coffee.
"I'm sorry, I'm late." Said Ara with breath still sting because she had to run.
Agaru sipped his coffee before speaking.
"Aren't you afraid that Mr. Zivan is angry?" tanya Agararu.
"I don't care if he gets angry or punishes me again. I just want to find out who papa's killer is, so I can avenge him so that papa can live in peace." explained Ara.
"Are you sure you want to kill him?" ask Agarwood again.
"I'm sure whoever he is, I won't let him get away with it."
Hearing Ara's reply with confidence, Agaru handed A photo to Ara.
"Look and look carefully, before you make your decision."
Ara took it and looked at the photo. He scrunched his forehead, not believing what he saw.
To Be Continued