Morning Star
A Secret

"Lake in!" Angga stared intently at the big old man.

“Tonight she's mine.” Said the man who was Mr. Baskara, Angga gave a look of hateful eyes to make Mr. Bas smile cunningly, he grabbed the hand next to Kejora and asked him to come in. Angga did not take off his grip, still staring intently at Pak Baskara “Keke? You don't want to go in?” Mr. Bas said slowly but firmly.

Kejora forced Angga to take off his grasp, Angga sighed heavily. Mr. Bas smiled triumphantly as Kejora burst into the next door and got into the car.

Mr. Bas stood facing Angga who was silently staring at him sharply “I did not expect the child from Wiratmaja to play with women like him?" Said Mr. Bas putting on a face as if unexpected.

"I'm telling you she opens a woman like that." Sahut Angga without turning away his hateful sharp gaze. Mr. Bas laughed.

"You know, I'm gonna enjoy this beautiful night with her, and you know, her sexy body? wuuu is very addictive to me.!” Angga clenched his hands hearing the words of the old man in front of him, there was a great fire burning in his chest, the desire to kill people in front of him was clearly emanated in his eyes.

Angga gritted his teeth and sighed trying to hold himself back, not the time to judge this person, there would be a time when this old jerk was crushed in his hands.

“Consider your filthy life, keep looking ahead, there I will destroy you.” He said firmly and stepped past the man.

Angga at a glance glanced at the Kejora sitting in the passenger seat who was also staring at him at that time, there was a look of sadness in the eyes of Angga and Kejora understood that, he could only be bowed when Angga was already invisible from his sight.

“You look close to him?” Ask Mr. Bas when entering, “You don't have to stop to take me Sir, outside of working hours I have a life of my own and it's none of your business.” Mr. Bas snorted dejectedly “dia your boyfriend?"

"Who he is has nothing to do with you sir." Mr. Bas laughed, "you want me to destroy it? Or do you not know who he is?”

Kejora knew that Pak Bas had been a friend of Angga's father but never knew who Angga's father was. “I'm not sure his father will like it when he finds out his son is close to a woman like you.” Sir Bas's lips fix the buttons on his long shirt, Kejora just threw his eyes out the window.

“Sway him.”

“It's none of your business Mr.” Mr. Bas grabbed Kejora's chin and forced him to look at her, Kejora grimaced as Mr. Bas's powerful finger gripped him firmly.

“Sway him!” His command and release his grip, Kejora just silence not respond even a word.

***

Angga beat the tree trunk in front of him, venting the anger that he had previously endured. “I'll crush you!” His words took the last blow, there were traces of blood on the surface of the tree, Angga's knuckles were injured and saw blood flowing slowly. He set his breath trying to calm the rumbling anger within his chest.

"You'll see Mr. Baskara, someone like you deserves a fair reward!" Angga stared ahead with eyes full of anger. "And I'll make sure it's not just the prison where you end up."

***

Kejora was forcibly pulled in by Mr. Bas, he tried to let go of the strong grip in his hand, “Hey, let him go! What's the matter?” Madam Den asked when she saw Kejora being dragged forcibly by Pak Bas.

“Have I told you she's mine, why did you let her be with someone else?” Angered Pak Bas made Madam Den look at Kejora with the intention of explaining what Mr. Baskara meant.

“I only go with Angga, even outside of working hours.” Obviously Kejora is still trying to take off the tight grip of Mr. Bas.

Madam Den walked over, slowly clutches in Kejora's hands were released, Madam Den gave a cold look, she saw a red mark in Kejora's hand, she looked,

“Angga had hired him at a high price, I explained at the beginning, right? If outside of work hours he has a personal life?”

“Hey! you don't know who Angga is?” Ask Mr. Baskara to Madam Den, “he son of the Governor of Central Java, Wiratmaja Pratama!”

Kejora was surprised to hear it “you don't know either right?” Mr. Bas laughed sarcastically when he understood the look on Kejora's face.

“We also need to be careful, it is also impossible for the Governor's child to approach ******** like him! Yes he is only a foster child, still this behavior will give a bad image for him, is it not strange? It's so funny.” Cibir Mr Baskara, “then why if he is the son of the Governor? Even the secretary of state can be under my feet, don't use unreasonable excuses for your lust Bas.” Staring coldly at the old man who was now just grunting in annoyance.

“Keke, come with me.” Madam Den's orders while holding the hands of Kejora left Pak Bas who gave a cynical look. "I just can't take him with another man besides me!" Exclaimed Mr. Bas, Madam Den turned his body. "Don't cross your line Bas." His words were cold and then continued his steps with Kejora leaving Pak Bas who was staring at their departure in annoyance.

Kejora just sat down, while Madam Den is preparing some compress equipment. “I want to know what your relationship is?” tanya Madam Den gives compresses in the hands of Kejora, “there is nothing special Mam, we only often go on the road if there is a stage or cultural art exhibition, you know I like it.”

Madam Den stared at Kejora then took back the compress in the girl's hand to dip it back into the ice basin, “often?” “emmm.. not also” “you like him?” Kejora was silent for a long time made Madam Den take her eyes off the hands of Kejora and look at her “ I don't know Mam.”

Madam Den smiles knot “this is the first time I've seen you like this.” The cruelty bit the tip of his lips.

“Whatever he is I don't care, but that's obvious.” Madam Den stared hard at Kejora “Don't mess with me if you don't want something to happen that you don't want.” His words were slow but there was a terrifying aura to Kejora. Madam Den does look kind and friendly to those who only see it from the outside, but behind that figure she is the most vile woman ever known by Kejora.

"I've taken care of you, let you live. So don't do things that are out of bounds." The Kejora only gulps.

“And about Baskara, I started to dislike his girly, I used to use you to set him up, and now he's under my control, but he started trying to set me up.” Madam Den seemed annoyed to be seen from her slightly changed tone.

“Are you going to replace me as an escorter?” Madam Den thinks for a moment “we'll see later, I don't want you to end up bad like Sofia.” Kejora gasped and remembered that his friend Sofia who was also a person seemed to have disappeared for 5 months.

“There ap-” “forget that, don't find out more about it.” Madam Den went "Rest." Then he left the Kejora.

“So about that I'm sorry, I was wrong to put my ego first rather than your rules.” Obviously Mr. Bas when he saw Madam Den entering the room where they usually meet to discuss business, Madam Den only glanced at the man who was now kneeling in front of his desk.

“I told you, don't commit physical abuse on him, you can fuck him with your wild sex fantasies but don't let you break my rules! Don't disturb him outside of his working hours.” Mr. Bas snorted softly “will I change your escorter.”

Mr. Bas was surprised and looked at Madam Den who was sitting in her seat crossed legs while looking at her coldly “more beautiful and interesting, Keke began to be uncomfortable with you and I do not want it to disturb her soul. I treat my foster children not like money-making sex dolls, I also treat them like humans who need another life, and you've crossed that line.”

“What? He's been serving me for 5 years, I don't want anything else.” Madam Den stood up and approached Pak Bas who was still sitting on his knees “You started organizing me?”

“I don't like this! I just want Keke.” Madam Den smiled cynically, “what do I care about that? I only care about my foster children. If you go I can still look for another, but Keke she's got another femme fatale charm hers is strong once.” Mr. Bas clenched both of his hands but then closed his eyes sighing deeply.

“I told you I'd change, Keke is already uncomfortable with you, don't bother him I give you a smoother, virgin!” Madam Den raised her tone, hearing the word virgin, Mr. Bas's facial expression changed.

“Why didn't you tell me from earlier?” She smiled widely making Madam Den just smile cynically. “Missing” her inner seeing the old man in front of her.

***

Angga walked on foot with heavy footsteps entering his house, there was Dimas and Satya who were sitting together at the dining table. “Have eaten Mas?” satya asked when he saw Angga passing by, Satya looked at Dimas when Angga did not press him

“What's with him?” Dimas just shrugged his shoulders but the tail of his eyes saw where the direction of Angga who had entered the room.

“I think something happened between them.” “Kejora?” Tanya Satya made sure, “maybe” Dimas answered simply by enjoying his last feed, “you who washed ya.”

“laahhh, cheating! Did I buy it, cook me holy too?” Satya protests with Dimas's actions.

Dimas smiling seductively “I have a business for a while, besides you have not finished eating, see your portion of food, your dirty plate the most.” That teasing smile turned into a annoying face for Satya, Dimas as if shaking in disbelief at the amount of food Satya ate.

"Sometimes I get confused, where all your food is running." Dimas crossed his arms while staring at Satya from top to bottom where Satya was still sitting enjoying his food. "You're still skinny, you're a worm!"

"Mending you go, Mas!" Dimas laughed, “Bye~” Dimas passed, grabbed the motor key and left, "I brought stefi yes!" Excited Dimas, “Fill the gasoline do not forget! Just watch until it gets me on strike on the road tomorrow!” Shouted Satya because Dimas was carrying a Satya motorbike.

Moments after Dimas left, Angga came out of the room and saw Satya who was busy with his laptop, serious face so drawn on his face, “again what Sat?” Satya did not realize that Angga was sitting next to her.

“Hei.” Angga patted Satya on the shoulder making her look flattered and stroked her chest. “Jeez Mas! Ngagetin people live only!” Angga laughed because he did not know if Satya was wearing a headset in his ear.

“What's first?” the question is again to see Satya's laptop screen full of character images and programming code that is not understood by civil engineering students like him.

“I'm finishing my game that I'm going to send to that game company.” “Lah? Is it not accepted?”

“Oh, it's just an alpha prototype, it's a beta version.” Angga nodded slightly understanding.

“When did you go?” Angga again observed the game made by Satya.

“3 months away, I still need training before actually jumping in with their project.”

"I haven't tried your game yet, what's the concept?" Satya opens his alpha program and starts running the game. "This game will run on the system of gaming devices such as PS, Nintendo or other gaming tools, which distinguishes there will be other supporting devices that must be used, such as VR (Virtual Reality) glasses, which will be used, and the device resembles a glove that will read the motion system of the hand and the anklet to read the footwork." Angga opened his mouth stunned by the alpha program demo of the game made by Satya.

"Player will enter the game world, in which there is an ecosystem or a virtual world of the game where users will become game characters and adventure there with other gamers. Not only 1 type of game there, I just made 4 arenas. War, Arcade, Puzzle and Sport." Angga mangosteen, and pat Satya on the shoulder while amazed.

“You know? I am proud to hear it, Satya smiled widely then saw Angga knuckles wrapped in bandages, he rounded his eyes immediately “hands Mas Angga why?” Angga pulled his hand from Satya's shoulder and rubbed it “eng,

“Mas... I know you lied.”

Angga sighed and glared avoiding Satya's eyes. “I really like that girl Sat, I am also confused how to be professional when it comes to dealing with heart.”

“What's wrong?”

“She is still under contract with that woman named Madam Den and has to work serving their clients with her body. I'm tormented every imagine it, especially after knowing if Mr. Baskar is the client.” Satya is shocked to hear that, "Baskara's father's brother Barra?" Angga nodded, then the atmosphere became silent.

“Mas, sorry I can't help much because I also have to focus on this.” Angga shook his head “Hey.Your brain should not be too tired, this is my mission and my father, he also has a special investigation team that also takes care of this.” Angga snorted annoyedly, “I have to destroy them, especially the old man.” His words were so ambitious as he rubbed the bandage in his hand.

“But don't be rash, because it can harm you too Mbak Kejora.” Angga leaned back and looked at the ceiling.

“Your hand is treated? The severe? Need me to call Mas Danu?” Angga snorted with a chuckle as Satya offered to call her doctor friend.

“I'm not that weak yeah!” His words made Satya just laugh. “By the way your friend Mas Danu has a twin huh? I've seen someone similar to him but his hairstyle is different.” Said Angga moving his hands on his head.

“Gondrong?” Angga nodded “iya he was also my friend, even I know Mas Danu from his brother. His name is Mas Bhanu he is a game developer also like me, later also to Japan I am with him because we are a team.”

“aahh.” Angga gaping while nodding “why twins should have a name that is also similar ya.” “ah.. I also wonder” said Satya.

"Pbuh, I'm grateful that you financed the program to my Face, I promise that if the game project is a success, I'll pay the debt." Angga shook his head, "don't take it in debt, you helped me a lot too."

"But..." Angga raised his right hand showing his palm towards Satya, making the younger man speechless.

"Just get back to me with something else."

"What?" Confused Satya.

Angga waved his lips, thinking, he was silent for a long time as if he was thinking far ahead.

"If I ever need something and I trust you with it, I want you to take it."

Satya frowned, "you don't plan on handing over your company that Om Wira passed on to me right?" Angga laughed, "you think I'm crazy? it's not like that, oh, just in case." Said Angga, Satya just silently stared back at the screen of his laptop.

"God willing, if I live a long life, whatever it is if I can, I will agree to it." Angga chuckled, "your syndrome isn't it just making your long-term memory weak? does it also shorten the chances of you living?" Satya shrugged her shoulders. "Who knows who man."

"By the way our conversation is serious." Angga's words made Satya laugh, "yes yes! I'm getting goosebumps." Satya's laughter rubbed both of her arms.

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