Morning Star
A Secret 2
It's been 3 weeks and since the incident, Angga is very difficult to meet Kejora, he tried to meet her at home but not found her existence, he said, he searched the club and asked Eric the worker there who also knew Kejora but Eric gave no definitive answer.
Then came the idea of him meeting the owner of an antique shop who is a woman who has been considered a mother by Kejora. He immediately drove his car to the antique store. He could only see the closed writing on the front door of the shop, he thinned his lips and looked around, scratching his non-itchy head he tried to think.
“Ahhh..!!! It sucks the feeling of missing!” He walked back to his parked car.
“Can he be with Mr Baskara?” Angga clasped tightly onto the steering wheel of the car and hit it “ahh!!! Shit!!” His words dropped his head on the hand that was gripping the steering wheel earlier.
"Why did I become like this anyway? makes it hard to concentrate." His complaints slowly rubbed his chest. Sighing annoyed he started the car engine and passed away from the place.
***
“Welcome to our store.” Said someone greeting the visitors of the department store, “I don't like ya!” Said the woman in annoyance and kept pinching her boyfriend's arm.
“Mila.aw! Pain...” Complaining a man tried to hold the fingers of the woman who kept attacking him with a pinch.
“I'm leaving soon, dearest cake!” the manyun “that's my dear sign Sat, you think I want us to die young!” Angry Mad, Satya just grinned like a horse and turned his eyes to the food row near him “awas if speeding and overtaking a car like that again.” Mila's grousers crossed both hands in the chest.
“We are not game characters who if dead, can live again.” Mila was still nagging at the man who was consented to choosing food,
“hehe, discharged only then can you hug me tightly.” Temptation Satya made Mila even more upset and hit her, "i'm talking seriously!" Resenting.
“Aduh..aduhh.ampuunn.” Satya tries to block Mila's hand until Mila stops by herself, Mila walks towards the cashier followed by Satya behind her.
They were both shocked when they saw who was standing behind the cashier table. “Kejora?” Mila said, the owner of the name only smiled faintly when he saw two visitors who turned out to be Mila and Satya.
He had known before that he had even been shocked when he saw the two of them coming, he wanted to hide, but he was alone guarding the shop. There's no way he ran away, he could have been scolded by his boss.
“You work here?” Kejora just smiled at Mila while nodding, his hand reaching for their groceries while processing the payment amount.
“Wah, you know? Mas Angga looking for you everywhere” Obviously Satya handed me some money sheets.
Kejora just shut up and gave me change. “Don't tell him yes, if I'm here.” “why?” ask them both in unison, Kejora bit her lip “I want to calm my mind.”
Mila staring confused “you have any problem?” Kejora shook my “.. I just want to calm my heart and mind, that's it.”.
Satya nodded in understanding that if Kejora was not wanting to give the real reason, he also remembered Angga's injured hand, there was a possibility that it was continuous.
Although in reality, Kejora was still shocked when he learned that Angga was the son of a very respected person, the son of a Governor of Central Java Province. He felt he had to stay away from Angga even chose to stop helping Angga because he remembered the warning from Madam Den a few days ago.
He chose to ask permission to Madam Den to calm his mind, in addition to wanting to stay away from Angga, also so that the feelings he had and Angga had can be diverted, therefore he asked for permission to Madam Den to improve the condition of his heart and mind.
Lucky Madam Den granted the request of Kejora, including Kejora rarely ask for a holiday like this, also the case with Mr. Baskara last week into consideration Madam Den to grant the request of the very rare Kejora, which is very rare, the last permit he wanted to take a vacation he asked for when he was 20 years old and with the same problem that Mr. Baskara.
Madam Den was so angry when Mr. Baskara was still acting the same, always violent and could not control his selfishness, already 3 times the warning given Madam Den for 5 years Kejora with Pak Bas and this time there is no other opportunity for him from Madam Den.
Madam Den is a cruel woman but, she does not like when her foster children are treated unkindly, the concept of Madam Den parenting young women is not just to entertain in bed, but he takes care of a beautiful woman to use her beauty to facilitate her mission when she wants to conquer someone to join or follow her orders. Therefore he does not want when his foster children are injured because that right can reduce the quality and quality standards of the woman.
He does not want the actions of a client to cross the line even to the point of disturbing his psychological health, despite the fact that Kejora has experienced a burden of life that disturbs his psychological health even since he was sold there by his own uncle who until now has not heard the news where Uncle Kejora is located.
For 2 weeks Kejora spent working in department stores far from the city and even entered other districts.
“Ke..” Kejora woke up from his daydream and looked at Mila who called him “If you want friends to chat, this is my number.” She handed me a small business card with her name and number, Kejora accepted and thanked her.
"Don't hesitate to tell a story, you're my friend from now on." Kejora feels touched when there are other women who want to be friends with him, as long as he lives only Eric a friend who he knows sincerely accepts him for who he is. "Thank you Mila." The owner of the name smiled showing his rabbit teeth which became his trademark when smiling.
He smiled sweetly as Satya and Mila said goodbye, he looked at the two people leaving and was seen arguing whether fussing, Kejora chuckled at the behavior of the two of them. True as Angga said, they were always like a child who gave a positive aura. Recalling Angga, Kejora let out a long sigh and returned to busying himself with his work.
“You still use your business card as an assistant lecturer?” Mila glanced at Satya a little annoyed, “I'm still angry with you, so don't invite me to discuss the strange, I don't want to hear it.”
Satya just sighed “still angry?” Toelnya but ignored Mila who still put on a sullen face, Satya thrust her index finger on Mila's cheek “udah dong, beautiful lost loh.”
“Apasih” Mila brushed off Satya's hand and went up first on the bike, followed by Satya who then sat in front of Mila.
“Culf dong”
“ogah!”
“later I speed again lo.”
“aku down nih.” Threaten Mila put on an upset face.
Satya again sighed "very hard." Inner Satya then turned on her motor, before advancing her motor she pulled Mila's right hand to hold onto her.
“I don't want you to fall, I still want to marry you later.” Her words made Mila smile and blush in embarrassment. “I guess you're smiling, right?” Mila raised her face back and then hit Satya with another hand that Satya did not hold, "your recipe!" His regret after that grabbed his own hand which was held by Satya and hugged Satya from behind. Satya widened her smile, she was very happy when Mila hugged her. "That's dong, numbering.." Said Satya pulling the gas motor.
***
Meeting room in a residence far from the city center.4 adult men with 1 woman were discussing, occasionally a man with a large body high angry towards the man who looks younger in front of him.
“You coward! *****! Why are you recruiting people ***** seems like Miss Sandra?” Angry Mr. Baskara while standing and rebuking the man in front of him who was just silent. “Please relax Bas.” Madam Den raised her index asking Mr. Baskara to calm down.
“You don't worry here, I gathered you all here to process our next plan.”
“But madam, I'm afraid the head of POLRI knows what I did.” Refer the man with a doubtful and worried face.
“sst..” He was silent when he saw Madam Den's index finger towards him “Father Secretary of our Country will help, how Mr Kurniawan?” Madam Den tilted her face observing the figure of the middle-aged man who was just looking at her filled with hatred.
“Originally you immediately give the antidote of the popiv effect to my son.” Madan Den nodded in agreement, “don't worry, popiv won't be until shutting down.” The secretary of state just silently gritted his teeth
“You always say like that, you don't see the more the day the situation gets worse, even his health monitor shows the phase as if he is in a coma, if something fatal happens, if something happens, I'm not letting you live quietly! I betrayed my country because of this!” Madam Den smiled cynically and looked back at the man who had been scolded by Mr. Baskara.
“You see? The secretaries of the State are on our side. You're only in charge of closing down patrol areas in the harbor area, and manipulating the report data in case something happens outside our plans. Lest any police find popiv ingredients in the fish's stomach. Mr. Kurniawan will facilitate our access because as Secretary of State will certainly be easy to get access to various government bodies, right?" Mr. Kurniawan snorted and threw his face away from Madam Den's gaze.
"Pak Kurniawan has helped in the import section, he will also help if there are reports that leaked to the central office, you do not need to worry if KAPOLRI knows." Clearly reassuring the man who seemed worried and hesitant.
"You want to be rich? to pay off your debt? kapolda likes to gamble." Imbuh Pak Bas snorted cynically.
"The next plan is very easy, our import access will be assisted by Mr. Kurniawan, he will help get the release certificate from the Central Java fish quarantine hall, he said, it will make it easier for us to enter the fish into Indonesia, mr. Baskara's men would pick up and transport the container and take what was in the fish's stomach before escorting the fish to their next destination." The four men listened carefully to Madam Den's plan.
"That's it, it won't be suspected. Popiv raw materials are also not much just as big as the box.” Clearly Madam Den pointed at the crate containing the bottle of red wine in the corner of the room.
“How is Mr Agung? You can set that?” The man sighed then nodded. Mr. Bas laughed cynically, “I don't think a police officer like you has tempe.” Scornfulness.
“You know? If you succeed, you will become rich, debt free and you will no longer care how to live the life of this world.” Mr. Bas was devastated after saying so.
"Well, I'll help the police department, just trust me with all that, which I fear is only KAPOLRI and the President." Obviously Mr. Agung then made Madam Den nod with a thin smile on her lips.
“Now listen to my core plan.” Seeing the people he was targeting already under his command, he smiled with satisfaction and explained his mission. The Secretary of State who even loved his work and was loyal to the President was subdued, because there was no other choice for Mr. Kurniawan to get an antidote for his son.
It is also easy for Madam Den to invite a Central Java Police Chief, because the newly appointed man is very crazy treasure, he said, from the beginning it was addicted to luxury goods and the public considered it natural because as far as they know Mr. Agung Gumilang is a child conglomerate with abundant inheritance, when in fact he has debts everywhere, he was crazy about casino gambling which made him depressed.
He no longer knew how to cover the debt, there was no way he would dare to corruption, because it was very difficult because he had just been inaugurated. When all things were on the verge of confusion until he was almost desperate and willing to kill himself, Madam Den came to bring a way out and immediately agreed to it without a second thought.
What is quite difficult for Madan Den is to conquer the owner of PT Wijaya Farma even until now Pak Wisnu Cahyadi is still stubbornly accepting the task of Madam Den, therefore Madam Den made a meeting and explained everything so that they focused 100% on the mission.
“I will explain fundamentally, after the first sample of popiv issued our first target is school students, if it has been successful we will distribute other popiv acts as a neutralizer of the previous popiv effect, oh yes..I tell you, the effect of the popiv for this sample does not look severe, in contrast to what I previously circulated and received by Mr. Kurniawan's son. The popiv samples that schoolchildren receive will lower their immune power." Madam Den stopped explaining when someone in front of her clucked loudly.
"You're crazy." Surprised Mr. Vishnu who had been silent. "You're after schoolchildren? where's your human spirit?" Madam Den smiled, "humanity is only for those who want to humanize a human being, you think we're here for humanitarian affairs?" Mr. Vishnu did not answer just staring coldly at the woman in front of him.
" The first sample of this Popiv that has the effect of lowering a person's immune system, then this condition will become an epidemic because the deteriorating stamina condition will make the user's body susceptible to disease. When it started to mess up, came innovation owned by Mr. Vishnu from his company, issued a drug that can cure and ward off disease and it is opiumZ or popiv which is also consumed by Mr. Kurniawan's children." Clearly making Mr. Vishnu and Mr. Kurniawan shake their heads because they do not expect to be incorporated in a dangerous plan that triggers damage to the younger generation of their country.
"What happens later, users will look to gradually recover even healthy ones will look stamina and different in general. The surge of energy he got from my homemade potion that I combined with opium, would give him that effect. I've designed it to even look like fruit extraction."
"And furthermore, the effects of opium will change the condition of the body and the user's brain response, they will think this is the act of the second wave epidemic. Just tell them if the virus evolves and is resistant to the previous drug, and that becomes your second task Mr. Vishnu.” Madam Den appointed Mr. Vishnu.
“Antidote will be launched as a troubleshooter.” He said while propping his chin with both hands related to fingers.
“All problems will be settled, we benefit from the sale and all are safe because the problem will be finished. We'll just play with time.”
"You're sure your antidote is capable of tackling that problem?" Ask Mr. Vishnu doubt the antidote ability of Madam Den
"Don't doubt my greatness in designing medicine." Sahut Madam Den full of confidence.
"Mom." Pak Kurniawan's lips and sound clearly in the ears of Madam Den, but ignored by him.
Pak Bas applauded rousing “Great! It's great! I'm so amazed by you Miss Sandra!” His words were still applauding, Madan Den just smiled knotfully.
“Tomorrow the ship arrived, I want you to work well. Because it will affect our next work.” They simultaneously nodded except for the secretary of state who only sighed heavily and Mr. Vishnu who just silently stared intently at Madam Den.
Mr. Kurniawan gripped tightly on the shoulder of the chair, so heavy he imagined his country would face a terrible epidemic, seeing his son had already hurt his heart. It is unimaginable if the residents of this country that he loves experience the same things as his son. “Yes God.. I have to how.” her inner.
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Note :
Everything in this story is purely written by the author, related to the name of drugs and new types of drugs are all just imaginations from the author.