Dira'S Spy (Mata Dira)
Chapter 1 DSP (Dira's Spy)
"Am serious, right?"
"Very very serious. How do you accept this job?"
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Brightly leavened look a hijab-colored navy blue girl in tune with an oversize shirt and black pants, black, he was walking while bowed lethargic on the side of the road somewhere his destination.He was Adira Azkadina a 16-year-old girl who is usually called Dira.
"Haa now where should I find a job again? I could have been fired even though it was only a day of work," he said softly while occasionally kicking a small stone in his pass.
"When I work well yesterday, I just did not deliberately hit with customers doang. That's also him who is wrong," he nodded his head confidently while recalling the incident he experienced yesterday.
Where Dira had a jotos with a male customer at his workplace. How not the man wants to hold Dira's ass, of course he does not accept but his boss even more trust with the man than he is.
Dira sighed resignedly and raised his head, "O Allah strengthen the servant in the face of the test You gave, I know You gave the servant this test because the servant was able to pass it."
Dira calmed his smile and then continued his journey to find a new job.
But just a few steps he walked, suddenly his head was covered with a black cloth by someone and he was put in a black Avanza car.
"WOI WHAT NI WOI FREELANCING I WOI!" dira shouted thrashing, but he could not go anywhere anymore because he was sitting in the middle of the car and was squeezed by two people who were holding it.
"SILENCE!" sergeant one of the people who hold Dira, but instead of silence he even more thrashed trying to release himself.
"WHAT THE FUCK I'M TELLING YOU TO SHUT UP. ZELANIN NO! I HAD BREAKFAST PATAI THIS MORNING, MY BREATH SMELLED PETAI WOI! I WANT TO PASS OUT THE NUM!" said Dira at length which made the two people beside him look at each other in wonder.
Dira continued to thrash and try to release himself but it was only in vain, his movements were held back by the two people. Plus his closed eyes made it hard to fight back.
"O ALLAH FREELANCING WOI!" peekik Dira began to fatigue.
A while later Dira no longer struggling, yes he fainted.
"Huh fainted?" ask the person sitting to the left of Dira.
"Yes fainted with him" he continued after confirming the circumstances of the girl he had abducted.
"He fainted because he smelled his own breath?" ask the person sitting to the right of Dira reassuringly.
For a moment they looked at each other.
"Like yes," they said in unison.
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Dira opened his eyes slowly and blinked several times trying to normalize his vision. And the first one he saw was a middle-aged man, sitting casually on the sofa facing towards him with two men dressed in all black standing to his left and right.
And Dira is now also sitting on the sofa with his hands and feet tied. The man smiled kindly at Dira who was still trying to wake up.
"Hello son," said the man still with a smile that made him look very handsome in his old age.
"Who are you? Why am I tied up like this?" dira asked after his consciousness had returned to normal while trying to untie his hands and feet.
"WHAT CALM. FREELANCING WOI!" peekik Dira thrashing. If he kept shouting like that, soon his throat would hurt.
"We don't mean to be evil" the man explained.
"No evil means how, I was kidnapped like this," said Dira did not accept.
"That's why you calm down and listen to my explanation" said the man and fortunately Dira began to calm down.
The man changed his sitting position intending to continue his words, "Ekhem so gini," he paused for a while, "I need you to do one important job."
Hearing the explanation of the person in front of him Dira frowned in confusion. Seeing the girl in front of him bewildered the man continued his explanation.
"Gini gini, what's your name?" ask the man.
Not immediately replied Dira was silent for a while while she was still confused by the situation she was in. Why was he kidnapped like this. O Allah help Dira O Allah.
"I won't do anything to you, whose name are you?" said the man reassured.
"Adira Azkadina, call me Dira," replied Dira after a moment of silence.
"Include my name Arzan Arbecio" said the man who made Dira think because he thought he did not ask that.
"Well, how old are you? which high school?" ask Arzan again.
"Kek want to apply for a job I was asked this question," Dira's mind.
"My age is 16 and I don't go to school" replied Dira.
Arzan frowned, "Why don't you go to school?"
"No money om, that's why I'm off now! I want to find work and collect money to be able to continue school," said Dira at length.
Hearing Dira's explanation at once Arzan immediately smiled widely which made Dira shudder in horror.
"You're looking for a job? It just so happens that I want to give you a job" said Arzan who made Dira frown.
"What job? Halal huh? If it is not halal I do not want to om," asked Dira streak, fearing this is a dark work that is forbidden. Of course Dira doesn't want to.
"It's very, very halal already guaranteed his kehalal," replied Arzan while leaning his body on the back of the sofa.
"Is there a halal stamp? Three-footed stamp or rhino om? Do you know yourself?" asked Dira again which made the smile on Arzan's face disappear immediately, it turns out that the girl in front of him is quite strange and annoying.
"The point of this work is halal for you to do, you only need to attend the same High School with my daughter" explained Arzan who made Dira surprised.
"Huh? I went to school?"tanya Dira made sure.
"Yes and all the costs I will bear," for the umpteenth time Dira again surprised.
"Om serious, right? Can I go to school again?" tanya Dira sparkles if this is true she will be very happy to continue her school.
"Very very serious. How do you accept this job?" ask Arzan.