
“If you don't obey me, I will destroy your family, let alone your daughter. Do you want your hot video to be spread out on the Internet? A PT Wijaya Farma owner having fun with a girl his child's age?” Clearly Madam Den with a serious face made the man in front of her clenched his hands to curse her who was so easily exposed to traps from the crafty man.
“But why should popiv? It's ruining our generation.” Madam Den laughs cynically “cih.. What care? The generation of fools is not worth caring about.” His subject, “they are a field of money, that generation of fools and spoiled it will be very easy to make his rich parents spend his fortune to save his son.” Continue with relaxed.
“Baskara will take care of the entry of opiumZ through the port in Surabaya, you provide your power to process it into popiv in the warehouse owned by Baskara.” Mr. Vishnu can only snort in the face of the fact that he cannot refuse his participation.
“Popiv is very dangerous!” Said and only responded by Madam Den with cuek “ therefore I use those who have entered the addiction phase to buy my expensive medicine.” he explained to make Mr. Wisnu frown, his forehead, “you used me as a shield to spread popiv!” Enragedly suspect the rotten plan Madam Den “because it works well and carefully.” Obviously smiling like a soft-hearted goddess but Mr. Vishnu did not accept it,
“I don't want to! Just spread the video, I don't care.” His words are full of emotion, “alah... if you insist.” Said Madam Den threw a photo and made Mr. Vishnu delicate “don't you touch my daughter!” Mr. Vishnu saw a picture of his daughter sitting together with Madam Den while chatting.
Madam Den just shrugged her shoulders “she who came to me my diclub, asked about vitamins in order to help her forget her family problems. Why yes? Rich kids always have the same problem with their parents.” Madam Den quip, “fortunately I refused, because it seems like she still cares about her stubborn father.”
Mr. Vishnu kicked off the table “you're a cunning woman!” but only laughed at by Madam Den. “Just obey me, so that you and your family are safe.” Said Madam Den in a relaxed tone while playing the tip of her nails, ignoring the expression of Mr. Vishnu who had burned with anger.
“Fuck with you! You too will only end up making me a collision! Don't think I don't know!” Looks so real neck veins on the neck of Mr. Vishnu, so angry he told Madam Den.
“Then?” Madan Den raised next to his eyebrows “how could that change my decision? NO!” Said firmly “do according to my plan or I can easily crush you like this fruit fly.” His words showed a dead fruit fly in a fruit tray in front of them, Mr. Vishnu snorted annoyed, he left the meeting room, closed the door firmly until it let out a loud bang.
“Stay watch him” said Madan Den to his man. "Until he agrees to join, always keep an eye on him and his daughter." Madam Den grabbed a wine glass and poured a little dark red liquid into her glass. "Okay, Madam." Madam Den's errand bowed to obey the orders of her superiors.
In the car, Mr. Vishnu is still affected by his anger. "Crazy woman! Madwoman!" He got upset while loosening a circular tie in his shirt.
“If that's how you play, just look! I'll follow your plan, but don't think I'd be stupid to let myself be a mash, I'm ruined you'd be a fuckin' fuckin' woman.” His words tried to regulate his emotions, his chest still looks up and down because of the annoyance and anger just now.
***
Kejora was enjoying the morning air on the small balcony in front of his room, he saw his cell phone ring a sign that a message had entered
Want to have breakfast together?
A short message from who else if not from Angga, he chuckled a little. Wanting to refuse his invitation but half of him also wanted to meet Angga, he sighed heavily and then typed a short reply using a white bear animation sticker that rounded his hand with an OK inscription on it.
Moments later, he saw a tall figure walking from the end of the alley towards his house, the Kejora house went into the alley and if from his second-floor balcony he could see the end of the alley clearly, because of the position of his house facing north, he could clearly see the sunrise and sunset from the balcony.
He was stunned when he saw the figure of the young man who was somehow so dazzling as he walked, his short straight hair with bangs split apart on the edge moving in the direction of the wind, casual clothes that he wears are only semi-gray shirts and black pants, but still give a good impression because of his high posture and skin color are tanned.
Undeniably, Kejora is fascinated just by looking at the minimalist style of Angga, maybe not because of his style but because of who he is, because even though he is dressed optimally if he is not Angga, maybe at this time, maybe, Kejora will not smile alone while looking at the young man who stepped his feet down the alley of his house.
Kejora still smiled when he saw the man was right below him, he did not realize that from now on the Kejora was watching him. Angga seems to be focusing on his phone screen, maybe trying to call himself, Kejora thought. Sure enough, a few minutes interval cell phone in the hands of Kejora rang.
“Look up.” Angga looked up and smiled showing a row of neat white teeth while waving his hand. “Hai..Come down.” Kejora nods “we go where? Is it just breakfast?" Ask Kejora still by phone even though they currently look at each other. "Dress as comfortably as possible, if you don't mind, I'd like to take you away."
"Where?"
"I'll tell you later."
" Okay, wait a minute.” let's leave the balkin and close the door.
“I want to take you to watch the art scene in the cultural literature building near the city hall.” Obviously Angga while enjoying a simple snack at his subscription yellow rice stall, “but I went home first to change clothes and pick up equipment, after all, the show is still later at 10 am.” Terang Angga's.
“Hmm.. Your home?” Angga nodded, "Isn't I coming to your house?" Angga nodded again, “I live with my two friends, the other one you already know, he is Dimas and the other Satya I have told you about.” Kejora rounded his lips, “it looks like, your friend Dimas was, he didn't like me. I met him at the club when Mr. Bas's son was bothering me. Well I thank you for helping me.” Angga stopped chewing to listen to the Kejora story.
"He helped you?"
"Hemm, because of you he wants to help me. After that he said he knew you liked me but he didn't like that right." Angga shook his head, "Dimas helped you not because of me, he was just embarrassed to admit it, even when he saw his enemy hurt, he would still help him." The Kejora just cleared his throat while nodding his head slowly.
Angga fell silent and stopped his mouthful, he looked at Kejora. “Don't think about what Dimas said, he's just acting like him. But, before this did Barra bother you often?”
Kejora looked at Angga shocked “yah, my father and his father were college friends and business friends before, but there was a quarrel and it made them become rivals until now.” Angga was silent for a moment “don't mention the old man's name if with me, my heart feels bad.” Reveal Angga makes Kejora just silently look at him “but we will always call him because he is related to Mami.”
Angga put down his spoon, gulped down his drink and let out a rough sigh. “You're right, but..just keep it feeling...." Angga tried to express his heart but found it difficult to find the right sentence. "It feels uncomfortable.” Only that managed to come out after Angga fell silent trying to find the right sentence.
Angga gave a sad look towards Kejora. He felt lucky to get love from the figure of Angga, there was sincerity radiated in his eyes, he could accept the state of himself that might be in the eyes of others seen as a lowly woman. But not for Angga, he saw Kejora through another point of view that allowed him to find the beautiful side of Kejora that made him fall in love, but unfortunately the love that Angga felt for the first time must run not according to his expectations.
***
“Today the weather was great ya.” Satya inhaled deeply the morning air, the location of the pond that became a suitable jogging place in the morning, the air is still fresh and people are not so crowded.
The location if the morning becomes a fitting jogging place and also a relaxing place when the afternoon, if you want to walk casually with a pet, and also, or if seen in the corner of the pond there are some visitors with fishing gear makes the place a fishing spot because the pond is indeed there are some fish that are deliberately cultivated by the local government.
“Tumben really you ngajak jogging this early in the morning, half hour 6 loh?” Miran Mila looked at Satya who was still stretching her arms while enjoying the morning air. Satya turned her head slightly to look at Mila who was scissoring towards her, “I want to be healthy with you.” He said then blinked one eye, Mila gave a strange grin to see him because it was very unusual to see.
“Honestly, why are you?” Satya was speechless and Mila just observed the man's silence “I can't sleep.” He said after a long silence and observed the small fish swimming at the edge of the pond.
Mila approached and stood right next to Satya then rubbed and slightly gave a massage on her shoulder, “what is it?” ask Mila gently.
Satya just shrugged and looked at the woman who is now very close in front of him “if I go, do I still have a guarantee of having you until the end?” Satya's question suddenly made Mila stare strangely at him “you said what the hell Sat? Don't forget to.”
Satya smiled knot. “I do not label our relationship, Mas Dimas often scares me if you are likely tired of this relationship, let alone.” Satya stopped explaining, just staring flat at Mila who still showed a strange expression towards Satya.
Satya moves her hand to reach Mila “I got an offer for training in a game company under the auspices of a famous game designer. They looked at the sample game I designed at the time. They were interested in the project, then invited me for cooperation, and that's it..." Satya breathed a long breath.
"In Japan.” Furthermore Satya was clumsy to explain his intention to invite Mila early in the morning to jog at the pond near the campus complex.
Mila just silently heard Satya's explanation, she turned her gaze to the corner of the pond water that seemed to sparkle because it emitted the light of the sun that began to rise. Satya bit her lip seeing Mila just shut up. “When?” Tanya Mila a moment later, “eemm.. I still have a lot to prepare things here and complete the beta program of my game, so it is estimated 3 months more.”
Mila just sighed softly “you can still attend my audience right?” Satya nodded and gave a smile to calm Mila's heart. They do look like they're not dating but, they've been going on a long time with that relationship.
Satya who has a different intelligence from other children can pass the acceleration program when she Junior High School and High School. And enter the same campus, when Ospek and there Satya began to put his eyes on Mila, a girl who has a beautiful smile with a row of cute teeth like a rabbit.
Therefore Satya and Mila are 2 years old and currently Satya has graduated from strata 1 with a time of 5 semesters only. Satya is not from the class of people capable like his two friends, he is only the son of a farmer and must work while studying to finance the school of his two younger siblings and himself.
Because it was only his scholarship and intelligence that made him able to get through all that. He wanted to graduate quickly in order to get to work immediately and help his elderly parents.
“Mas Angga paid for my program and where I live there, I don't know what to repay him for, when I turned him down he always said if it was a reply to the task he had given me all along, though I did it voluntarily because after all they have helped a lot in my life.” Said Satya then breaking the silence that enveloped them, Mila only responded with a small nod.
“You know? Yesterday mas Angga and Mas Dimas fought.” “hemm..not that it is common?” Tanya Mila was surprised, Satya shook her head “Gak Mil, you know? Mas Angga nonjok face Mas Dimas loh!”
Mila shocked to hear it “to such an extent? Because what?” “Kurasa Mas Angga likes the night woman who helps his mission, and Mas Dimas does not like it.”
“Angga likes a woman the night, you mean.” Satya nods “yup, comfort woman, she's your age.” Obviously short, “my age!” Surprised Mila and Satya again nodded “ I do not know the full story, I just obey what Mas Angga asked, but it seems like his mission this time is very dangerous, because...With regard to some high-ranking and big businessmen, prostitution networks even have the possibility of having something to do with illegal drugs.”
Mila is amazed and looks at Satya surprised “you are participating?” Satya shook her head “Mas Angga does not ngijinin. Because it's beyond her power, so there's a chance she can't protect us. So only he moves on location, I only help him if he needs information as usual... I can only obey, as long as it is still in the safe zone for him, if something bad happens I can not help him. You know I'm only strong in the brain, my muscles are weak.” Satya complained while scowling and got a small jolt at the end of her lips.
“Kok disentil anyway? Kissed doong” “sure want?” Challenge Mila but Satya only glared in shock closing her two lips.
“Enggg, later on, you haven't hallal.” Mila chuckles at hearing it. Mila leaned her head against Satya's shoulders.
“Whatever you go, you and I are still on the same earth, looking at the same sky and breathing the same air. But don't be long I don't know until when I can survive.” Mila's voice began to be raucous and slightly startled Satya.
“Hey, you cry?”
“gak yoooooo... I'm not your rich whiny.” Manyun Mila, Satya pinched Mila's cheek. “Return yuk, but eat first yes in vegetable lontong Mbak Yani.” Please rotate both his eyeballs “so free running in the morning, your policy is brain food. So I wonder you jog early in the morning.”
Satya embraces Mila's small body and slightly lifts it. “yuuuuk lah Mila just sighed “new also one round.” His lips while shaking his head, Satya just grinned at him.
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