
Lisa never thought, one week Mr. Gunawan can not he call, his phone is always dead.
"Where else will the old man, beware if he does not keep his promise, the cover will definitely be opened"
"Ding.dong!" the courier gives a box, which Lisa does not know who the sender is, Lisa carefully opens the box, it turns out the contents are Joni's underwear, when she last slept with him.
"Damn it, who sent this package, lest he know I killed him"
Lisa starts to get nervous, she decides to move out of that apartment, so that her place of residence, is unknown to anyone.
Joni's man, meanwhile, keeps up with Lisa wherever she goes, and she always gets the same package.
"Hello, wherever the hell you are, baby, I call you can't keep going"
"Female basis******, who are you calling dear, beware of you, if you still dare to disturb my husband!"
"Fuck you, why the old man's wife can know, something must be wrong!"
Lisa doesn't know where to go for help, other than selling herself.
"Hello, miss lisa, it's me Marsel"
"Hello, are you free?"
Lisa tells Marsel to come to the apartment, they try to draw up new powers, in order to move on.
Marsel who became Lisa's confidant, and was framed, until she went to prison, was so happy to hear the news, that Joni was dead.
"Mom, do I have to spend the family of Didi sir, like I used to?"
"Not now, they're stronger than us, we could have died in prison"
Lisa took a deep breath, there was no hope, she could reclaim her company.
Cigarettes billowed from Lisa's tiny lips, her mind drifting to Didi.
"Cell, is it possible, Mr Didi has returned to Indonesia?"
"I doubt ma'am, if seen, Mr. Didi's educational background, he could work abroad"
Again Lisa took a deep breath, right said Marsel, if Didi had returned to Indonesia, maybe he had met Rianti.
Dimas was surprised, he ran while screaming to meet his grandmother, someone unknown, suddenly approached, when Dimas was playing on the house page.
"What's the matter, son, you're such a scared person?"
"That's, someone's gonna kidnap me!"
Bu Diman hurriedly came out. Looking around the house, he found no one, other than a long-haired person in neat clothes passing in front of his house.
Didi endured sorrow, tears could not be dammed anymore, she took shelter under a big tree, not far from Rianti's house, and cried.
"I'm sorry, why father?" a complex security guard approached Didi, carrying a bottle of mineral water, and was given to Didi.
"Thank you sir, I'm just having a little headache" leaning against the tree, Didi asked for permission to rest there for a while.
It was getting dark, Didi arrived home, two days he was in Jakarta, just to let go, longing for his family.
Tuti, the daughter of Didi employees, as usual deliver food to Didi.
As a confidante, he told his wife to cook food for Didi, every day, because she saw Didi only living alone.
"Mas Didi, mom just cook this mas, then where did Didi mas go, two days did not go home?"
Every time Didi said son or wife, Tuti's face turned sullen, as if he didn't like hearing Didi's words like that.
Didi hurried out of the house, she did not want to be alone with Tuti inside, because of a neighboring rumor, saying, if Tuti likes him.
The rainy season has arrived, cold air envelops the atmosphere of the village, where Didi lives now, thick fog envelops the paved road, which is not far from the residence of Didi, suddenly a loud clashing sound was heard to Didi's house.
"Ah what is it?"Didi looked up from the window of his house, residents around have flocked to the sound.
"Mass accident, one is dead"
Didi was curious, he saw the incident up close, how surprised he was, after seeing two people who were sprawled, with the state of one already lifeless,
"Rianti" Didi quickly picked up his wife, while the driver was dead.
An ambulance immediately took the victim to the nearest hospital, not long after the stap of the branch office, which was in Surabaya, came to see Rianti and the body of the driver, to be immediately taken to Jakarta.
The tragic incident made Rianti lost his memory, he forgot who he was and his family.
One month Rianti was hospitalized in Surabaya, Herlina's mother, once a week to see Rianti.
Actually, Rianti wanted to be transferred to a Jakarta hospital, for the safety of Rianti's life, the doctor did not allow it.
"I'm sorry baby, I can't do anything"
Didi held the hand of Rianti, who was sleeping, happened to be the mother of Himan who was waiting for Rianti was going out, but tampa to the knowledge of Didi, the mother of Himan noticed what Didi did.
"Di!" deman's mother approached Didi, she heard the voice of her son, though she heard faintly, with a single moment Didi turned to her mother, and the cry could not be held anymore .
"Where are you son?" Didi told her everything she had experienced, telling her mother to keep her current whereabouts a secret, all for the safety of the family.
Didi only saw from a distance, when Rianti wanted to be taken home to Jakarta, his body condition had begun to improve, but Rianti's memory had not yet recovered, while Rianti was staying at Herlina's mother's house.
"Yan help you do this yes" Ms. Herlina, back to teaching Rianti from zero.
Diman's mother deliberately bought a cellphone, which she hid in the bedroom drawer, sometimes when she missed Didi, she could call him.
"You haven't slept, son?"
"Not yet ma'am, how are you, and the children?"
Feelings of sadness and pain in the heart, always felt, when he called his only child, so that the cry can not be held again.
"Grandma open the door, grandma why?" Dina knocks on the door of Diman's mother's room, who hastily hides her handphone.
The door of the room was opened, Diman's mother hugged Dina, feeling sad.
"Tonight, I slept with my grandmother"
Hearing Herlina's mother's company waver a little, after Rianti had an accident, Lisa's evil intentions re-emerge.
"Marsel try to kidnap Rianti, and you dump him anywhere, I want my company back, Ms. Herlina there's nothing if there's no Rianti!"
As the second wife of a fairly successful discotheque businessman in Jakarta, Lisa returned with her luxurious life as before.
The men who used to work for him, he called back, life in the world full of kegelepan that he wrestled, from as pimps and selling drugs in his discotic place of business.
"Mom if the beard can be thrown away, why don't we just make the waiter here"
"I don't want to take any chances, he could run away, and report to us"
Slowly but surely, Marsel did as his Lisa~bos ordered.