Pulchritude Case
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It was a cold morning. The weather today was cloudy with a light drizzle, but it was not a problem for Kevin. He remains eager to meet Val at his residence. Now, the former prosecutor lives with his mother in a town that borders other provinces. It's a long enough trip to get there. Kevin was driving his car at a moderate pace, he didn't want to take any chances. While driving his hand grabbed a sandwich from inside the lunchbox—breakfast made by Deline this morning.

Last night he stayed at the girl's house. As promised, Kevin will continue to accompany him until the case is resolved. And now he's traveling to Val's house, as a form of hard work to uncover the case. Previously he had a small argument with Deline, the girl forced to come along because maybe Kevin will be very long. His return is uncertain, what if he just came home tomorrow? Oh, no, and then tonight if that woman comes to her again what? That's creepy. Deline just needs a friend in a house that big.

Amid the fun of eating breakfast, Kevin did not have time to slow down the pace of his car. The four-wheeled transportation device drove free and finally shook because it passed through the police sleeping as thick as a tree trunk. Followed by a loud impact from the back seat. He turned his head—he heard something twitching from there. Kevin stopped the vehicle, and checked for any irregularities. He saw a big object covered in tarpaulinsI remember he never put anything in his car seat, then what is it? He opened it roughly and surprised .. a young girl looked at him with a big smile.

"Deline .. gosh!"

Kevin put on a gloomy look, occasionally glancing at the girl who looked down beside him. Oh, he's really troublesome. Deline secretly went with him by hiding in the car seat, it was illegal. He's a stowaway. As long as the intelligence trip was not intending to bring him pleasantries, maybe he was angry? No, how can Kevin be angry with his future wife, eh? Joking. Yeah, he's not angry just coo. The reason is to prohibit Deline from joining because it is possible that this search will be dangerous. He didn't want the girl for anything.

"I'm sorry." He looked at Kevin. "I'm scared at home, and I don't know when,"

"I'm sorry." A word from the man managed to clench Deline's lips tightly.

"Silent?"

"No-no," Deline grimly. Seeing the girl's expression, Kevin laughed. "Yes, sincere. Don't talk much,"

The look on Deline's face returned. I don't know, he felt safe with that guy. Last night alone, that creepy woman didn't show up. Maybe he was scared of Kevin? Not afraid, but fascinated by his good looks (hahaha). Ah~ now it's time to relax while enjoying the view. The city they will come to is a beautiful region, cool atmosphere and surrounded by mountains. There were not many large buildings towering like in his residence.

Far from being close to both of them. Kim Yardan was contemplating in front of the child's grave. In his head thought of many things that should be resolved as soon as possible. This problem will continue to spread widely and harm many people. The widower was worried about the safety of his lover. He had no intention of being as rude as yesterday towards Deline, but how else, his emotions and patience were already unstoppable. Yardan hoped that the girl would understand and not do anything reckless. His warning was not playful, he knew very well who the person behind all this was.

Yardan rubbed his daughter's tombstone, not forgetting to put a bouquet of flowers on top of the tomb. He said goodbye to Jasmine, because he had to work soon. The rain was getting more and more wetting his body. Slowly, Yardan began to move away from the final resting of the child, and her feet stopped staring at the tomb of someone she knew. Danesh Dilbara. The ground was still wet and the flowers on it had not withered completely. He smiled faintly—given the dispute that had occurred between them.

FLASHBACK🍂

"Dog, fucking needle." Yardan grumbled. He got a needle while sewing his shirt.

The front door was suddenly knocked violently by someone. He moved out of his place and opened the rectangular wood. Yardan was stunned to find Danesh suddenly present in front of her. The manager put on a reddened face with the chest seen up and down. Oh, obviously something bad will definitely be accepted Yardan. And right, without further ado he threw a hard fist at the widower's face.

"As per my speech. I'll crumble-" one more punch.

"This damn face of yours, Kim Yardan." he continued.

Yardan walked back while apologizing.

Danesh. He will beat the man until his heart is satisfied. After he finished mediating with the widower, he felt unacceptable. Establish and withdraw the lawsuit at will. Who does Deline think? Oh, enough already don't play around with Danesh anymore. If indeed the child died of his own carelessness, then why from the beginning did he not explain? Ignoring his sister, answering yes and right to the question that the police asked. If you trust Deline, Yardan should say no and be wrong. Not even ignoring him like he was the perpetrator of Jasmine's murder.

Now is the time to teach the widower a lesson, so that his brain can think more broadly before accusing someone. It's clear the evidence he showed Danesh wasn't Deline's. In the recording does not show the figure of the younger brother, the boy's death was due to the work of supernatural beings. Yes, the secret in the phone is only the two of them know. Yardan personally showed it to Danesh, then apologized profusely. However, the manager could not just forgive him. Yardan's attitude has disappointed her heart by accusing her brother outright, without listening to the slightest explanation from him.

"I've apologized, is that any less for you?" bela Yardan to yourself.

"Less!" Danesh walked forward and cornered him. "This punch is not just about your reckless attitude with my sister, but also as a warning to keep you away from her."

Yardan chuckles. It's ridiculous for him. If the haughty man in front of her understood that it was not her who approached Deline, but the girl who started.

"I can get away from her, but your sister is not." said Yardan. "Judge him, not me."

"Enough! Don't act as if he's the most guilty of your closeness. Hey, dickhead. Do you think I don't know who you are, huh?"

Danesh continued his remarks by revealing everything he knew about the man. She knows the case where Yardan once impregnated her lover, how she used to and lastly Danesh insulted her caste and wealth problems. Suddenly the widower shut his mouth—he was speechless after the man compared himself to their wealth. It was as if his hope of being with Deline was dashed for a moment. He felt inferiority—aware of his condition and circumstances. Right, what Danesh said.

It hurts a lot, but that's the truth. Yardan also did not expect that she would get carried away and love Deline. Day by day his affection for the girl was growing. For the second time, he fell in love again. Yardan admits she doesn't want to lose Deline. He promised to keep her until the end of life. However, after Danesh said like that—it poisoned his mind to stay away from him.

A smile fell on Yardan's lips after remembering that. Someone who forbade him to get close to Deline had left. No, Yardan did not intend to laugh at him, but she felt as if God had indeed predestined her to be with the girl. Such is the case if the Almighty has made his decision, though hindered by whatever seeks to separate them. It was all for nothing.

"Danesh, you're gone now. I don't know what to do after all this. Sorry if I insist on approaching your sister." Yardan rubbed his tombstone.

"Yes, I was a jerk in the past, but all that has changed. I'm not like I used to be. I understand you mean to insult me like that, you don't want him to be close to a jerk who's going to ruin his future."

Yardan. "You just calm down. And look from there that I'm not messing with my words." He's moving away. The widower had made a promise in front of Danesh's tomb. Which indicates that he is serious about his intentions.

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Lady Diva hit her son's arm. He had been screaming since then, but the man had no intention of waking up from his dream. Val groans loudly—he is disturbed because the mother messed up her sleep. He sat down and closed his eyes. The drowsiness that attacked him was unbearable until midday like this. That's how Val has been since he quit his job. He spent all his time sleeping all day. Don't want to be disturbed by anyone. Being a burden on parents in their 30s. Heh, you weirdo.

"Desta, wake. There's a guest looking for you."

Val snorts long. "Mother don't call me by that name—I hate Desta. Just change my last name, oh, this sucks."

"Wake up, and wash your face. Look up there's a couple waiting for you,"

"Who?" ask her with a lazy tone.

"Mom doesn't know. You see for yourself, "Mrs Diva hit him again. "hunts."

"Yes-yes!"

Val was amazed by his mother's words. He thought hard, who's looking for him. Are they friends? It was impossible, he did not even remember if he had any friends. The man walked towards the front of the house, when the door opened how surprised he was when he saw who the person in front of him was. Hey, it's a surprise. What did this fucking cop come to see him for? And how did Kevin know that he lived here? Val didn't tell him to come in.

"Who?"

"You forgot?"

"Sorry, I'm blind. I don't know your face and shape."

Kevin hissing. Without wasting any more time, the commissioner immediately asked for an explanation from Val. Of course the former prosecutor was surprised when Kevin questioned him. He refused the man's request. Val no longer wants to relate or discuss the issue of Carrolyna and all its frills. It's enough to get here. He had already lost a friend, and that he would never forget. Even now as Dariel's shadow swirls around in his head, Val feels frustrated and wants to run amok on whoever took his friend's life.

"Go away. I don't want to deal with it anymore." Get rid of him. Val closes the door, but Deline holds it.

"I'm sorry if I interfered, but this master is not the benefit we want but rather about sympathy for the families of the victims."

Val's silent. Deline took his hand. "I know you've lost someone in your life. Same with me, so we're asking for help."

The man brushed off Deline's hand that was holding her fingers. He remained adamant to be indifferent and indifferent, even though the girl had begged for help from him. Deline's words did touch her feelings, but Val still stood up to her stance to not interfere anymore on the problems they experienced. He also doesn't remember the case. The results of her alignment may have been dusty and damaged.

"He's not blind" Kevin said. Now they're in the car.

"Huh?"

"If he was blind, it would be impossible when he first saw a flash in his eyes to show surprise."

Thas right. Val pretends he's still in no condition to see. He had corneal surgery done so he could see again. People like Val can't live without flaws. He'll find a way out to look perfect again. His nature has not changed until now. Stay like the old Val. He walked into the room, again wanting to shut himself up. Now all he thought about was the girl's words.

"Desta, I'm sorry if I eavesdrop." Diva stopped her steps.

"It's okay if you want to go back to uncovering the case. I know, actually you yourself are tormented by punishing yourself like this. They also feel what you're going through" he continued.

Val's not budging.

"Your destiny is to uncover evil, not run from responsibility. I'm not pushy, just reminding you." straightforwardly.

Mother's right. He can't keep going like this. Being a prosecutor who uncovers crimes is her dream from childhood. However, what about Dariel's message not to continue this investigation? Val wants to obey him, but the path of fate asks him to return to explore the problem. Does he have to get rid of the ego first and cooperate with the damn cop? Ah, actually he likes to work alone, but maybe with their collaboration the case can be revealed. Val shouted loudly while punching the wall. He was worried about whether he wanted to come back or not.