The Azahra Heart Investigator

The Azahra Heart Investigator
Wedding Souvenirs


"But Ram, my mother has lost Hana and my sincere mother, but now I don't want to lose you, because of Hana's case, please stop, son, and continue your life," aminah said while holding Rama's shoulder.


Rama was silent, he still could not sincerely release the case of Hana who was full of mystery.


"Please, for the sake of my mother, do you love me?open Hana, and let her calm down there," said Aminah made Rama silent while closing his eyes, he could not bear to fight against the wishes of Aminah's mother.


"Son, God is not sleeping, let God punish the culprit, whomever it is, so please stop?" added Aminah again so that Rama is increasingly convinced not to continue the case.


Rama sighed, "I'll try Ma'am," answered Rama who made a relief in the heart of Aminah, Aminah hugged her son with great joy.


Zahra turned her back, tears fell from her eyes, so much suffering she caused, so many people were hurt by her mistakes, until when she had to endure this guilt.


The night was getting late, Zahra just arrived at her grandmother's house.


He also brought his groceries and medicine for his beloved grandmother.


"Assalamualaikum" said Zahra.


"Waalaikumsalam," answered Aira who immediately approached Zahra and helped precisely seize the groceries brought by Zahra.


"For a long time anyway, Ra," complained Aira.


"Sorry, madam, I have a sudden job" replied Zahra.


"Which granny?" Ask Zahra who hasn't seen her grandmother.


"Grandmother in the room, you go there, all give me the medicine, the baby wants to cook, hungry," said Aira then stepped into the kitchen.


Zahrapun went to her grandmother's room.


Zahra put her head in the lap of the old woman, the most comfortable place for Zahra at this time, but closed her eyes trying to release all the pressure she felt, the soft strokes of Santi's hands made her feel calmer.


"You're having a problem?" Santi asked who was even sensitive without Zahra saying anything.


Zahra opened her eyes, in reality grandmother was very understanding and could always feel the uneasiness in her heart.


"Zahra is tired of being fatigued, it feels like Zahra wants to go far away and leave everything behind" Zahra said with teary eyes.


"Son, life is like this, full of tests and Lika twists, you can't give up easily, because every problem you face will make you a stronger woman again," santi said giving advice to her favorite granddaughter.


"But Grandma, Zahra felt that Zahra was not strong, Zahra was tired, tired, until when Zahra could hold it all, Grandma" added Zahra now with tears that had fallen.


"Grandmother will be able to survive until the end, because Zahra is a strong and great woman, I'm sure you can son, keep fighting for yourself," said Grandma while rubbing again Zahra's hair mane.


"Thank you, my grandmother is always there to support me, I love my grandmother," Zahra woke up and hugged her grandmother tightly.


Santi smiled and replied tightly to Zahra's embrace.


The next day, Rama was ready to go home from the hospital, actually last night he wanted to go straight home but the doctor did not allow it and He also did not want to make Aminah anxious if he continued to force his will.


Rian entered Rama's room with a face full of tension.


"What's wrong?" Rama asked who saw Rian's tense face.


Rian sat facing Rama.


"We have managed to catch the perpetrator who gangbanged you yesterday" said Rian made Rama curious.


"Who are they?, surely the hired man?" Ask Rama.


"My guess is that too, but until now they have not been willing to confess, but Ram, one of them is an aide from Bimo," said Rian who made Rama immediately widen his eyes.


"I met him once during an ambush that we did Bimo kegudang some time ago," said Rian made Rama more confused.


Rama frowned, "But what does Bimo have to do with Hana's case, obviously they want to eliminate the evidence that I have," said Rama.


"You will be surprised to hear this," said Rian who made Rama more curious.


"After I find out, Bimo turns out to be Zahra's stepfather," said Rian made Rama choked.


"What?"


Rama was stunned, he had a bad Masalalu with a man named Bimo.The ambush he did was always deadlocked because Bimo had a lot of Intel in the police so he could always be free from accusations.


And now Hanapun's case will meet the same thing.


"Ram, you are still convinced that Zahra is the culprit, so look for the evidence in a subtle and discreet way, because if you are frankly looking for evidence of it, then,it is not impossible that your life will be in danger, because Bimo will not let his stepson go into prison," said Rian gave the best solution.


"You are really, facing a devious person like Bimo must indeed with mature tactics," replied Rama who already understood the direction of Rian's solution.


"One more thing, we also have to find evidence of Mr. Tio's involvement with Bimo, I swear, I've been very eneg with him, I want to kick him from the chair of the boss who is actually very inappropriate he sat in,"


Rama said, "We're looking slowly, I'll get proof of that, and drag them all to prison" Rama said with a sharp eye.


Zahra is making her favorite drink, hot chocolate, today she has no photoshoots, so can relax at home.


Tiara came out of the room in a well-groomed dress as she was about to leave to teach.


"Ra, I'll go first, okay?" Tiara's voice looks brighter than usual.


Zahra approached her best friend while drinking a soft warm chocolate in her hand.she noticed Tiara's slightly different makeup, and made Tiara clumsy.


"Why are you?" Tiara asked who felt strange with Zahra's attitude.


"Hem, very fragrant, do you want to teach or want a date?" Zahra deliberately teases Tiara.


"Whoever wants a date" Tiara argued with her reddened face, making Zahra even more curious.


"Who?teachers too?" Ask Zahra who has memorized her best friend when interested in a man.


Tiara nodded softly and timidly, making Zahra chuckle.


"Refer to my guess, you won't be able to hide anything from me, Tiara," said Zahra.


"Yes, yes, I left first yes, it's late," said Tiara who hurried away even forgot to say hello.


"Assalamualaikum," cried Zahra who deliberately teased Tiara.


Tiara stopped and turned around, "Waalaikumsalam," Tiara replied.


The two chuckled, then Tiara continued her steps.


Rama was at the house of Aminah, he went to Hana's room and cleared up the pile of Qur'an which would actually be a souvernir for his marriage to Hana.


Rama was silent as he held one of the Qur'an in his hand, the memory of Hana reappeared.


Flashback.


"Why should the Qur'an?" Rama asked while with Hana at the souvenir shop and Hana chose the small Quran to be used as a souvenir of her wedding.


"There are many things we can learn from the Qur'an, and I want more people to learn about Islam and the greatness of Allah, by sharing this Qur'an,I hope that anyone who accepts will be able to learn the useful knowledge of this Qur'an, and make their lives full of the blessings of God" Hana said, engraving a smile on Rama's face.


"Why?" Hana asked who was suspicious with Rama's smile.


"My future wife is indeed smart and Solehah, God really loves me so much that I can get an angel of heaven like you," said Rama who managed to make Hana's face blush embarrassed.


Flashback.


Rama sighed, if he continued to remember Hana, his tears would not be possible he could bear, he also tried to toughen up and return to clean up the Qur'an-Quran.


Aminah approached him, "Do you want to do all these Qur'an Ram?" Ask Aminah.


"I want to love the joy of Ma'am, it can be used with children there, and also become a charity field for Hana," replied Rama.


Aminah smiled, "You're right, this fortune will make Hana calmer there, thank you, yes,"


"Mom, why should I thank you, I am happy to be able to do something useful for Hana even though she is gone, Mama" said Rama with a look on her face that returned sad every time she talked about Hana.


"Yes, I helped you settle down, "said Aminah who did not want Rama to be sad again.


Rama nodded and continued his work.