
Fatan and Mitha decided to shop at a super market near their apartment because at home they did not have food supplies.
Fatan while carrying Kenan accompanied Mitha shopping and choosing their goods. The three of them were like a small family shopping. A few pairs of eyes stared enviously at the couple. Because during shopping, Fatan's hand could not be separated holding Mitha's hand. Fatan was not ashamed to show his possessive attitude to his wife. He wanted to show the world that Mitha was his and vice versa.
Dreet......
Fatan's phone rings. Apparently there was a message that entered, but Fatan did not know from whom because it was not written the name of the sender. Out of curiosity Fatan opened and opened his phone.
"I'm watching you. Your wife is very beautiful and your son, she is very cute and adorable just like her mother. Be careful to take care of them.!!!! "
The jaws of Fatan hardened as soon as they finished reading the SMS. His hands clenched holding in fury.
Fuck it. Who would send such a silly message, thought Fatan. His eyes stared at the message. There was a threat behind the message. Threats to his wife and children.
Fatan looked around the place. See if there's anyone suspicious he should suspect. He was sure, that person was around this place. The proof is that he can see his wife and children. The eyes of the wild Fatan were watching the place. But there are no suspicious signs from the sender of the SMS.
The view of Fatan turned upward. Maybe the person watching him is upstairs. If he was at the top, it would be difficult for Fatan to know because it was blocked by people who passed by the supermarket.
" Sister, I'm done. Whether big brother still needs anything else "mitha's voice breaks his concentration. He turned his eyes to the wife. At her sight the trolley basket in Mitha's hand was already full.
" Oh, no. Have Kenan's things you bought all, baby..?"
" It's all, brother. Let's go home.. I'm so tired... "
He immediately approached the wife and took over the trolley from Mitha's hand and walked to the cashier.
"You sure you're all, baby?" fatan said while issuing a debit card to pay for their groceries.
Mitha nodded. "Oh, yes. Momentarily, I forgot something." Mitha hurriedly turned around and stepped hastily to pick up something.
He wanted to take a baby holder but because it was a bit high, so he was a bit difficult to reach it.
An outstretched hand reached out to the baby holders and gave it to the Mother of Kenan's.
Mitha was stunned for a moment. A man the age of Fatan her husband, was standing while smiling kindly at her.
" I'm sorry, I took it for you. You seem to have trouble reaching for it. I just happened to see it and took the initiative to take it. Sorry once again if I'm presumptuous." said the bloke with a very sorry face.
Mitha did not get the heart to be angry. In fact, he should be grateful because thanks to the guy he does not need to hard Dad to reach the baby holder.
"It's okay - what. I should be the one to thank you. Thank you, well for being kind enough to help me" Mitha said as she threw her sweet smile at the man.
Mitha left with a babby holder in hand. He immediately went to Fatan who had been waiting for him since. From a distance, Fatan noticed Mitha who looked like she was talking to someone. But he could not see the wife's interlocutor because it was blocked by a display rack. He only saw Mitha talking then turned around to leave.
"Speak to who just now?" fatan asked Mitha in front of him. There was a suspicious tone in Fatan's question. It's nothing - what. Since receiving the threatening SMS earlier, Fatan's mind could no longer calm down.
Now he must watch over anyone who is close to the wife and herself. Because he doesn't want anything to happen to his wife and son.
" Nobody. Just the guy who happened to help me take this baby holder" Mitha replied.
He then handed the baby holder to the cashier and immediately took Kenan from Fatan's sling.
Fatan did not want to further dispute the matter. He did not want Mitha to become suspicious. Finally after paying for groceries at the cashier, Fatan immediately put the goods - groceries into the trunk of his car. While Mitha was already sitting sweetly waiting in the car with Kenan.
Elsewhere, a man appears to be alone in the corner of a toilet. Ever since entering the toilet, he has been grinning with mystery. "Fatan, your wife is so beautiful and adorable." she muttered almost inaudibly.
His mind travels everywhere. He imagined, Mitha was the one below him.
Shit, I got an erection just by looking at and imagining a man's wife. One sly smile was engraved from the corner of his lips. "I won't let you go, Princess Paramitha... "
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Fatan had been quiet and focused on driving until they arrived at the apartment. His brain was still filled by SMS sent by an unknown number. Who is that guy...? What does the person mean by sending an SMS that pitched the threat to him. And who had spoken to his wife. Does that person have anything to do with the SMS he or she received?
Fatan's brain kept thinking about it. His mind was still filled with big question marks about who had sent the message.
He did not tell Mitha about the SMS because he did not want to make the wife become frightened and anxious.
" Hello, Reno. We meet at headquarters. There's something important I want to talk about."
" Okay, brother. Is Aldo also invited?"
" Yes, take the boys with you, instead of his work mengcengin scalpel mulu."
" Okay, I'll call the boy. See you at headquarters."
Fatan turned off his phone along with Mitha who appeared from inside the room. Mitha was astonished to see Fatan was ready - ready to leave.
" Where are you going, brother? " ask Mitha.
"I'm going out for a second. Meet Aldo and Reno. Regular, get-togethers - get-togethers. We haven't been together for a long time. You don't mind, do you? "
" no. Go. but don't come home late at night. Tomorrow, sister is back to work" Mitha reminded Fatan.
Fatan smiled to get the attention of his wife. Duh, pleasure. If this is the case, it feels like Fatan wants to be at home. It would be more fun if he was with his wife.
But he remembered the SMS issue earlier. He was forced to ask his friends for help to track who the sender of the SMS was. Reno and Aldo, they can be trusted and dependable.
" Yes, honey. I won't be long, anyway. At least nine o'clock has returned. You're at home take good care of yourself.. Lock the doors and windows when I'm gone. I'll call you when I get there. And I will also call you when I get home" Fatan told his wife.
Understandably, this was the first time he had left Mitha alone. Especially now that Mitha was alone. Mama has returned to my mother's house.
Despite being surprised by the overprotective work of the husband, Mitha nodded as well. His heart asked why Fatan was worried about something. Did something happen that he didn't know? Thought Mitha guessing - nebak.
Fatan finally went to Headquarters. He once again advised Mitha not to carelessly open the door. Especially for people he doesn't know.
After Fatan died, Mitha closed the door tight - meeting. He also locked the window according to Fatan's message.
While sleeping, Mitha prank open her phone. He skates on his social media. He hasn't played on social media for a long time.
Ting.
Mitha did not comment on the message. He just opened his porch. There were a lot of notifications on his social media.
One of them is a friend request from someone. Iseng Mitha opened the profile photo of the person who had sent the friendship.
Mitha's eyes widened in shock and disbelief as well. She......!!!
Author: Hayo....!! Who asked for friendship with Mitha????
How Fatan tried to find out who had sent the SMS.
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