The Pawn of Stepmother
Spy Rifyal

Gia enjoyed the night from one place to another. He was very happy to reunite with his school-age friends who were not so familiar but now they suddenly became a gang. Gia did not care how the husband who made out with other women in his house as long as it did not disturb his status as Madam Mahen. Unknowingly from another angle some men seem to perpetuate the incident. Where Gia jogged with some female friends and men. His body did not hesitate to move around like a snake in front of striped-nose men.

This continued until the time when the Inca regained the message from Beril. Well, the man has now returned to Indonesia with his gloomy face. Disappointed, of course, he was so disappointed when the message some time ago was replied by the Inca. The woman completely broke off her relationship with Beril. It was not that he did not want to be together or intend to play the handsome man.

However, with all that the Inca had passed even the woman had promised to forget Beril when she first handed her body to the blind man. The Inca realized he was inappropriate for the established man who had been his boss in the office. The Inca did not want to give Beril hope.

"Our relationship is quite up here, sir. I'm sorry. And don't look for me where. Because I won't be able to find you." That is a reply message from the Inca some time ago that still ring in the mind of Beril to date.

"Is it because I'm the one who rarely gives you news until you cut off our relationship, Inca? I'm sure you're a mature woman and that's not possible just because we're so lacking in time. Even all this I did to prepare for our marriage." Beril seemed to be talking to himself.

Throughout the flight to Indonesia, the man kept thinking about what made the Inca change and cut off their relationship unilaterally. During this time they relate well and of course the style of courtship both are different from people who tend to be romantic. Beril is a stiff and serious man.

Arriving at the airport, instead the man rushed towards the house. Instead, he asked the driver to immediately go to the Ferow residence. Where he will reconfirm the existence of the Inca and ask for an explanation to the lover who just decided it.

Along the road Beril was so agitated. He really hoped that his relationship with the Inca would soon continue to a more serious level.

"I should be able to maintain our relationship, Inca. I really don't want our relationship to end just like that. I love you so much." she said softly.

Somehow this man's response if later knew the state of the Inca which was already two-bodied. Can he still say love to a woman who has the heart to leave him without a trace.

"Dad, that's not her boyfriend's car Inca yah?" The love that was walking pushed the wheelchair of the husband seemed to frown deeply.

Seeing that Ferow also confirmed the words of the wife. Where Beril's luxurious black car has entered the yard of his house that is not so spacious.

When getting off the car Beril immediately pay respects to Ferow who is still sitting in a wheelchair. The old man was no longer able to walk. His body that was back down obviously made Beril very pity.

"Sir, how are you?" tanya Beril is just stale.

"Just like this. Sometimes good sometimes back drop. Maybe too long with the Inca.." said that Ferow chuckled sadly.

Clearly Beril saw a puddle of tears on the old man's eyelids. And now that means the Inca haven't come home yet. Curious, Beril asked.

"Have the Incas not come home since that day, sir?" tanyanya and Ferow just nodded softly. At that moment, her tears fell without her being able to stand it.

"I can't stay silent. Inka, did something happen to you until you left your father all this time? Yes I'm sure something happened to you." murmured Beril who thought the worst was happening to the Inca.

Moreover, at this moment Kasih looked at him with a cynical look, as if this man in front of him was a calamity that was ready at any time to destroy his plan.

"Sir, I brought souvenirs. And I have to get back home soon. Other times I will come again." he and Ferow agreed without being able to hold it.

Love brought her husband back in and took him to bed. While Beril instead of returning home in accordance with what he just said to Ferow. Instead the man stopped by the side of the road and contacted someone.

"Remmediately check and find the whereabouts of this person. It's his cell phone number." Beril told his man.

The call was immediately turned off. Beril hastened to the company to finish his job.

While at home, now the Inca who was in a new room preparing to go to the apartment. This afternoon Gia will be at home all day to rest the body due to fatigue last night.

"Gia, why don't you go to the office?" rifyal asked, realizing that his wife was still not out of bed.

"What the hell, Rif? I'm tired of knowing." he said lazily.

Rifyal who could still smell the alcohol from his wife chose to stop the question. His face suddenly drowned knowing his wife was not leaving today. That meant he could not hold the Inca for a while at home to accompany her.

Immediately he rushed to clean himself with a stick that continued to help him walk until finally appeared suddenly Rifyal's mind.

"I have to move fast. Well, I shouldn't be slow." he hurriedly cleaned up the body in the bathroom and opted out of the room.

One of the servants who came to him, well the waiter who had a fairly old age and Rifyal confidant since childhood.

"Sir, how can I help you?" the waiter quickly asked half a whisper in front of Rifyal.

"Bi Santi, please find me quietly to donate my eyes. The cost tell me. Whatever I ask will I give." The servant obediently nodded and left.

They should not talk too long because no one should be suspicious. Rifyal himself had no idea who the servant he could trust in this house was. He calmly waited for the time he planned to arrive. Rifyal believes that Gia has planned everything as well as possible and he also believes that it is very difficult to get an eye donor because of the intervention of his wife.