Patience of the Son-in-law
Chapter 50 - Three Photographs

Intrigued by high enough curiosity Faizan finally ventured to open the envelope without the sender's name. Slowly he opened the seal still in a standing position. After he unsealed the envelope and took out its contents, he was so stunned.

Shock, shock, trembling and pain were heart-wrenching. That was the picture of the taste that raged in Faizan's heart when he first saw the contents inside the envelope.

So as to make his body that has a fairly high posture is now sitting in his great chair with many questions that perch in his mind.

There are three photographs that tell of the wife entering a house that looks foreign to Faizan, Aisha enters the house with a man and the two are in intimate arms when photographed from the back slightly sideways from their bodies.

So it was clear to Faizan that the woman in the photo was Aisha, his wife. He did not know the man in the photo.

Then the next photo, Aisha who was in a condition without clothes hugged the man who was disguised in the face on a large bed and the last photo of the wife came out of the house. In the photo also stated the date and time of shooting clearly.

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"What do these photos mean? Nah! Where could Aisha be cheating behind my back? Who is this jerk who dared to touch my wife! Tired of living, he was, huh!" faizan growled while almost squeezing the photo into a tangle even wanted to tear it but he managed to hold it and dim his emotions for a moment.

Faizan tried to take a deep breath and exhaled to dampen the emotional turmoil in his heart because he saw photos of his wife with other men. One side, of course, as a husband, is burning with jealousy and deep anger at the man in the photo. On the other hand, he was disappointed in his wife.

Whether disappointed as to what, Faizan is also difficult to describe. Perhaps disappointed when the wife is dishonest to him, disappointed that Aisha does not share her grief or may be disappointed in other points of view. Faizan's heart was so twisted, dilemma, sore and angry.

If this photo is indeed genuine, in Faizan's mind there are only two possibilities that occur. First, the wife was kidnapped and raped. The second was that his wife was cheating.

But the second option, he really can not believe it because he believes Aishanya is not the type of woman who easily betrayed the sacred promise of their marriage.

Although their marriage began with a trust from her sister and there was no love from Aisha's heart for her, she was sure that Aisha would not turn to another man. This belief was reinforced because only he was the owner of Aishanya's honor.

If Aisha is a bad woman, she will easily give the honor to another man. But the fact is that as long as Handika is still alive until death, the honor is still maintained until finally he was the second husband of Aisha who became the owner of the honor.

The dilemma of the middle heart struck a Faizan Atmajaya. All the possibilities in his mind were still vague alias gray to him.

After he had successfully neutralized his breath and mind. He contacted Agung to come to his room and his secretary and his trusted person also swiftly entered the CEO's room on the orders of his superiors.

"Find out the full picture of where this photo was taken, the owner of the house to how my wife was in the house on that date. Find the full information immediately and anyone who deals with all of this. If indeed my wife was kidnapped or because of anything else," Faizan said to Agung in a firm tone while handing over photo number three when Aisha came out of the foreign house.

Faizan deliberately thrust on Agung one such photo only. Because he did not want two photos of Aisha with other men seen by anyone. He tried to preserve Aisha's honor because she was still his wife no matter what happened today.

"Ready sir," replied Agung firmly and left the CEO's room.

Shortly after Agung exited the CEO's room, Faizan's phone rang with an anonymous caller id. The number that looked foreign to Faizan was certainly because it was not in his contact.

Faizan was also quite strange to see the foreign number because his phone contains his personal number that not everyone knows. Unless the only number on the phone is different, he is specialising in business matters that are widely known by business colleagues and some important officials in Atmajaya Corp.

Finally several times the ringing rang, Faizan decided to pick up the phone.

"Hello," said Faizan flatly.

"Hello is also the venerable Mr. Faizan Atmajaya, the husband of the beautiful Lady Aisha Jewel of Orange whose body is very seductive to the soul and desire of any man," said the man with a grin across the street.

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