Someone looked annoyed and angry. When he discovered that there had been a grave and fatal mistake for Harry's performance in this morning. He could not accept it and did not want to accept it. He then shouted furiously at his secretary.

"Fuck!! What really happened? Why is Harry still look fit as a fiddle? And why wasn't he getting hurt at all? Are you mean it when you say that you sent someone to harm him?"

Many fits of anger filled Adhitya's head. He was already hopeful that his plan would work. He turned out to be a failure.

Adhitya has just arrived at his study. And knocked on the table in annoyance.

Ernest, the secretary was made to suffer.

"I have confirmed directly with the truck driver that should have crashed into the car that Mr. Harry was in, Sir. But for several weeks I tried to find his whereabouts. I failed to find it."

Aditya frowned.

"What do you mean? Something went wrong. But you haven't told me yet? Didn't you say that day that our plan worked? But what for this is?"

"That day I heard there was a big explosion at the scene, Sir. A real accident has happened. I couldn't have heard wrong. Moreover, the atmosphere on that night was so quiet. I even had time to hear police cars and ambulances passing the road I passed. I can't be wrong."

Adhitya was to be caught between two wishes for hitting him or laughing at the nonsense.

"If the accident really happened. Have you already confirmed the man in the car is Harry? That man the truck driver hit wasn't someone else?"

Ernest put on a serious face without having the courage to answer. Adhitya let him speculate freely. Until the unpleasant conclusion, Adhitya must calculate.

"I don't like a failure, Ernest. You know that, more than anyone. That's why I ask you to carry out this evil plan with extreme caution. Make the situation seem like an accident due to the negligence of a drunk driver who is incompetent in carrying out his duties."

"Make the truck driver look like he's much drunk and fails to control the speed of his truck. So he put the wrong pedal when he was sleepy. This is the only safest way for us to keep the police from getting suspicious."

"But how could it be that it was as if nothing had happened? Sofia didn't seem to be trying to hide Harry's accident from the public. She wasn't trying to investigate the case in secret. But instead, there wasn't any problem that happened to them.

"Harry just happens to be busy. He was not involved in the accident. He wasn't hurt either. So, who do you really believe was seriously injured when the accident happened? Besides, the news of the truck driver's death and the taxi driver's death?"

"..."

Ernest didn't understand either.

Because he has done anything of the instructions given him. He also dared to hire a man who has a very large debt to willing commit suicide so that his entire debts could be paid off.

Ernest at this time had to admit his negligence.

"I will re-examine this incident, Sir. I will make sure to get more accurate and reliable information."

Adhitya was busy thinking to himself and digesting Sofia's threatening words. He also began to speculate. That Sofia might be suspicious of him. Waiting for the right moment to unravel his bad.

***

Oscar was still pacing in front of the entrance. He's been doing that for 10 minutes. But he had no desire to go inside and greet his impromptu wife. In the midst of his bullying, he recalled Dirga's disappointing words half an hour ago.

"I'm really sorry, Sir. I have urgent family matters. I can't keep you company until late at the office. I also couldn't carry out our original plan of coming home so late until Mrs. Cleo fell asleep. So, you can sneak into Mr. Harry's residence without having to run into her."

The disappointment was still perched on top of Oscar's head.

Even though they were determined to work together to avoid Cleo as much as possible. Oscar from now on had to face this woman alone. A questionable and caring woman. To the point where Oscar couldn't bear to keep lying to her.

Oscar dwelled on two options.

Did he have to go back to his home in B town and then resign from all of Sofia's plans after she had replaced Harry all this day and cleared everyone's suspicions?

Or,

Does he have to stay in and hold his ego down for saving Harry's marriage?

Oscar's deadlock was raised when his conscience told him that he'd better run away from this situation. Cleo's short messages also made Oscar's heart touched and speechless.

[ 'Keep yourself in good shape, honey! Don't be tired of working and go home immediately when your business is done. Tell me what dinner you want to have." ]

Oscar let out a long sigh as he read the thoughtful message. His mother never even asked what food Oscar wanted. Cleo's attention was more than a mother to him.

So, just consider it as big luck for Harry due to having a wife like Cleo.

Oscar glanced at his watch.

It was already 8 o'clock in the evening.

Dinner time has passed. Oscar had purposely not announced his return because he hoped that Cleo would not wait for him.

Oscar's guess just now turned out to be wrong.

Cleo faithfully waited for her husband's return until he fell asleep on the sofa. This loyalty hurt Oscar's heart.

"I told you not to wait for me. But you're still stubborn?"

Oscar, who was used to returning home without anyone around, was getting quite happy when he could see that someone was waiting patiently for him to fall asleep.

He approached Cleo and brushed away the hair covering her face.

"You might be getting sick if you keep sleeping like this."

Oscar muttered freely. Cleo still didn't move and didn't take notice of Oscar's return.

Foods on the table were available completely. The food seemed already cold. Aunt Ane came out of her hiding room and was surprised to see Cleo sleeping on the sofa. Cleo still hasn't touched the food. Oscar finally asked Aunt Ane to heat it up.

Oscar walked back towards Cleo.

Sat beside her and take a closer look at Cleo's face. When Cleo's head accidentally almost fell. Oscar swiftly restrained her. He stretched his arms forward and carefully leaned Cleo's head against the back of the sofa.

Cleo was awake when she realized someone was beside her.

"You just got home?"

Cleo rubbed her eyes and pushed her consciousness into fullness.

Oscar nodded in slow.

"Yeah. And I told you not to wait for me. So, is this also how you've been waiting for me these past few weeks?"

Cleo yawned.

"Sometimes. When I'm bored and missing you. I always try to think that you're just working late at the office and will be home soon. I have to welcome you. But when I opened my eyes, all of I could see was a morning sun and Ane's worried gaze."

***