Morning Star
The First Bet and Kiss

Dimas shed his body in his college garden chair while staring at his mobile phone, he read some articles about business and fashion that are current for now.

"Well, this brand is good, I can accept their proposal if they plan to work together." His gum rolled up his phone screen. Then he felt a shadow nearby, he looked up and saw someone looking very fresh.

“Heemmm...very different when I met the drug miss.” Ejek Dimas saw Angga who looked so fresh and cheerful,

“Satya where?” He asked when he only saw Dimas alone on the bench of the Angga faculty garden.

“Wahh..wahh..I came all the way from the business faculty here to meet you and the one you asked Satya?”

Angga just gave a strange look at him, "you're so weird, why ask you where if you're in plain sight." Dimas raised his eyeballs and clucked, “entah this kid where? She left early in the morning and hasn't replied to my chat.” Dimas operated his phone to check whether Satya had read the message or not.

“He didn't faint, did he?” tanya Dimas suddenly then looked at Angga, “he was so hard working to finish the game, counted another month he will leave, deadline so tight I was worried his brain was too tired.” Continued Dimas began to pitched worried, Angga just stand cross-section and think.

“Emm.. Try asking Mila, you have the number right?” Dimas only shook his head “where I dare to have his female number Satya, although I jokingly tease Mila, Satya can see me as if I am a perverted man who is ready to snatch Mila at any time.” Angga laughs notak hear it “ya out of sight so.” He still laughs.

“I'm kidding, crazy.. How can I have a prospective in-law owner of a boarding school, I can diruqiah every day.” Angga again terbaak hear the words Dimas, “udah deh only Satya fit.” Dimas raised his hand as if giving up.

“Judah we just wait, if not also come we go first let him follow.” Dimas nodded in agreement.

1 Hour later.

“Kampreet's son! Where the hell is he?” Upset Dimas because his phone was not picked up by Satya, then a while Satya called him and Dimas deftly grabbed the phone that had been thrown rudely to a table near them.

“Heh kampreet udik!” Hardiknya with a loud voice made Angga who leaned his head on the table shocked because Dimas hit him.

“Hah?! Are you there already? Wow really, look out until there I kick your ass!” Dimas hung up the phone, “he was already at your father's house, Mr. Krishna picked him up on the campus, he could not reply to messages and picked up the phone because his phone missed in Mr. Krishna's car and just realized earlier.*** right! In vain I worry.”  

*** 

Satya is focusing on some people who work under the command of Mr. Wira, Pak Wira aide named Krishna has found some evidence of the spread of popiv targeting school children. That is what makes Mr. Wira accelerate his movement so that their plan is not widened.

Madam Den plots disguised as vaccine officers and giving vitamins from school to school, vitamin A capsules given have been exchanged for popiv samples as planned.

“Why can the medical team not find opium in their blood?!” Surprised Mr. Wira looks dizzy and angry.

“According to the information I got, the raw material belonging to Madam Den is a substance that is able to hide the content, so that the content of morphine is camouflaged with minerals in the blood, so that the content of morphine is, I don't know what it is that this woman is obviously very great in the pharmaceutical field.” Obviously Mr. Krishna.

“You know from him?” Mr. Krisna nodded, "they are also researching this matter, because the same case happened in the Philippines a few years ago."

“Om, I got some information when the health service car went into some schools. This.” Obviously Satya gave space to Mr Wira to see his computer screen, Mr Wira observed the date and time of the incident, where it was 3 weeks ago, “can you find where they came from?” Satya type and change to the next screen tab “from a factory warehouse that has been unused for a long time.” Satya said reading the coordinate information from his monitor.

“I'm sure it's Baskara.” Mr. Wira was mumbling about who was behind all this. “Krisna, get some of your men to scout the warehouse and dig up the information carefully.”

Mr. Krisna obeyed the order and took his phone “tell him if there is any connection with Wijaya Farma.” His orders again and answered a nod by Mr. Krishna.

"Whoah..." Angga and Dimas entered the room and were dumbstruck when the room was filled with several screens and computers and some unknown people.

The room is set up like a detective investigation room like in action movies. “Your father is a contractor, governor or private defective?” Guman Dimas was still stunned to observe the surroundings.

“I'm the only one whose son doesn't know who he really is.” said Angga.

“You were so long!” Angry Mr. Wira, Dimas only pointed at Satya, “should Om give word if he had kidnapped the child first, so we do not have to wait. Jogja - Semarang, far Om.” said Dimas reasoned.

“Angga, find out through prostitution that about suspicious activity from Madam Den, they have far enough launched the action, I do not know for sure, which is clear if this is allowed to happen damage to the younger generation.” Obviously Mr. Wira firmly,

“Don't call him a prostitute Dad, he's my friend.” Mr. Wira was stunned to hear the words of the Hero, he looked in wonder, then ignored what he had just thought and chose to follow the words of Angga.

“Dimas, I want you to visit some clubs that are the initial possibility of being the target of the next spread, their target is young age, if the school and campus have been entered, and the, then a nightclub where the troubled rich kid can be a fat fish for them.” Dimas smiled broadly when he heard his mission was something he really liked, going to the club and getting paid by Mr. Wira.

“Oke Om, ready to do!” Dimas could not help his expression, he shook his hands towards Angga showing his enthusiastic face, Angga brushed off Dimas' hand violently. "Diem!" Gritty.

“We will discuss our plans further. While Satya will be a team of hackers and researchers through the online network.” Satya nodded, so far Pak Wira had already known Satya's talent from Angga's explanation, because it was not free Pak Wira agreed when Angga wanted to help finance Satya's program to Japan.

“But Well, don't make him too tired, later he can faint, he is also focusing on his program just counting fingers.”

“I know that, therefore he is with other members who are also experts in the field, you are okay right?” sahut Pak Wira turned towards Satya.

“Disregard that Om, they're too much, I'm not that weak huh!” Angga just laughed while Dimas just sneered his words. "tik silimih iti. ciihhh.." Dimas's words moved his mouth

***

“You see? Our plan runs smoothly, we just wait for the right moment to provide a helper for them.” They celebrate their successful plans.

“You are very brilliant Ms. Sandra.” Madam Den raised her glass towards the person who praised her, “ini will not go well, if you do not participate the Supreme Police.” Praise Madam Den, not realized by Madam Den there is someone who is so unhappy and just follow the flow of their plans.

“Are you really sure this plan is going well?” Madam Den stared confusedly at him, “why do you always look doubtful Mr Vishnu, if you always doubt it will affect the way you run the mission?”

“What if someone interrupts in the middle of the plan? Because there will certainly be fleas that make the plan does not run smoothly.” Firmly Pak Vishnu tried to dig deeper into the plan belonging to Madam Den, he still tried his best to follow the plan of Madam Den, because after all, Mr. Vishnu is very difficult to fight his determination which is so high in the dignity of good. But, if this harmed the younger generation of his country, then he was willing to tear down his good dignity for it.

"Just relax, I definitely have a backup plan.” Obviously Madam Den, a wry smile from the face of Mr. Wisnu, “What? make my company as a tumbala?”

“What do you mean!” Angry Pak Baskara observed if Mr. Vishnu began to bring presumptions that are not worth discussing.

“I don't know? Before this you've been exposed to a case in your home country, and I'm surprised to find out you can still sit safely and comfortably here because there is a collision that replaces you and entangled the punishment.” Snorting Mr. Vishnu, Madam Den still casually enjoying his drink, he put his wine glass casually and sat cross-legged staring at Mr. Vishnu,

“I doubt which bird gave the news, sir? Thou know? Many soldiers died just because they received the wrong message from the bird that sent the news, the origin of the message is unclear. And very dangerous if you only hear without studying, be wise to receive information.”

“I don't want it when the plan doesn't go smoothly, you use me as your collision, because my company will issue the drug.” Mr. Vishnu is still trying to find the weaknesses of Madam Den's plan, so he knows the possibility of what steps he will take next.

“Iya! Did you forget yesterday we discussed if Antidote will restore the situation as before, we just dredge their money and relax.” Obviously Mr. Baskara chimed in and approved Madam Den with a snap of a finger.

“Just trust with Mr. Sandra Sir, this will definitely run perfectly if we cooperate.” Imbug Pak Agung Kapolda Central Java.

“Cih!” Dengus Pak Vishnu dropped his body which was standing earlier.

“Oh yes Bu Sandra, should we not need to provide antidote for Mr Kurniawan's child?” Madam Den shook her head in disagreement with Mr. Agung's proposal.

“The child will not die that fast, Antidote we give when the plan to three succeed.”

“So the antidote will be given along with the others? Is it not late?” surprised Mr. Great, “he would definitely betray if I give it now, the soul of nationalism is very high.” Sela Madam Den still does not approve the proposal of Mr. Agung.

They agree with Madam Den. “We also need to be vigilant with Keke's friend.” Madam Den stopped drinking her wine hearing the name Kejora come out of Baskara's mouth.

“However he is a Wiratmaja boy, he always foils my plans when it comes to illegal business.” Obviously Mr. Baskara, “and also him.” Appoint Mr. Baskara to Mr. Wisnu “he is his close friend, his son was a couple of lovers.”

"What does that have to do with it?" Said Mr. Vishnu frowning.

Madam Den flicked her finger as if she had just gotten a good idea.

“Interesting!” Madam Den smiled happily.

“What's your plan?” Telisik Pak Baskara saw Madam Den smiled cunningly, “Angga and Keke” he continued, "Keke has a good talent in tricking my target with her beauty, will I use it to dig up information Wira through Angga."

“Why not kid him, don't Keke!” Exclaimed Mr. Baskara did not accept when his favorite girl with others, and saw Mr. Bas interrupted his plan, making Madam Den upset.

“What's your problem Baskara! I see the young man has feelings for Keke, I see he's always looking for Keke when he's not around.” Pak Bas growling “Aihh.. Ms. Sandra, just use your other foster child, the surrogate girl who was okay yesterday. You just give Keke back to me, I'd rather her than the girl who was yesterday.”

"You've been enjoying the dragon and you said you didn't like it?" Grunts Madam Den smiled cynically.

"Cihh. finish the discussion Bas! Why does your brain contain just that.” Wonder Mr. Agung because the chat leads to another topic.

“Shut up! This is none of your business!” Hardik Pak Baskara made Pak Agung silent for a moment.

“Looks, you love to test my patience huh?” Madam Den raised her right hand and the person behind her came over, some time when the person returned carrying a small box wrapped in eggplant-colored suede fabric, she opened and took out a small knife.

Mr. Bas was silently fixated on seeing that, he gulped as Madam Den stared at him intently. He has long worked with Madam Den in any business, even including Madam Den helped Pak Bas a lot to settle his debts that accumulate due to losing the project.

If he did not accept Madam Den's offer then maybe he is currently in jail in a state of bankruptcy. Although at that time he insisted on working with Madam Den because he did not like to be under the command of someone let alone a woman, in fact only because of the strength of a beautiful virgin girl, he succeeded under the command of Madam Den.

Some time the two men stood behind Mr. Bas and clasped his body. The first man pulled his right hand back and pressed Mr. Bas's head against the table making what was on the table fall apart.

Mr. Bas groaned trying to resist the force that was so strong to hold his head, his legs could not move because the other person was holding his calf.

“You see, if you test my patience, this is what you will get. If I had said no! Don't even try to turn it into yes!” Madam Den approached, Mr. Bas held his left hand which was forced by Madam Den's man, he held back with all his might so that his hand was not on the table, he said, what is the power of Madam Den stronger than expected, although her body is large but does not make it able to fight the two men firmly.

Mr. Bas groaned in pain when the knife in the hand of Madam Den now stuck in the back of his left hand, Mr. Great and Mr. Vishnu just stared in horror at the scene in front of them, fresh blood flowed and dripped at the end of the table.

The two strapping men retreated to release Mr. Bas who was still groaning holding his knife-stamped hand, he hissed in pain and stared at Madam Den. “once again you cross your line, he said, this knife I'm targeting your head.” He said coldly while wiping the knife in his hand with a cloth. “Crazy woman! Damnit!” batin Pak Bas's.

***

Kejora sat upstairs in the club staring at the bright stars above him, he realized when his phone in his hand rang, he saw the text message he got.

Know it? Even though the sky is bright tonight,

you are my brightest star in my eyes.

^^

Kejora just smiled small, he was a little surprised when suddenly the phone in his hand rang, “Halo..” He picked it up immediately.

“I'm on the roof Mam, what's up?”

“Alright, I'll be there.” Kejora sighed, indeed he is currently no job as an escorter because Mr. Bas has got a new person and Kejora likes it, but that does not mean there is no possibility he does not have other duties or jobs from Madam Den.

Kejora enters the room when it is welcome to enter. “You're coming, sit.” Cruel sitting in front of Madam Den, “you are close to Angga to what extent?”

Kejora was stunned for a moment then tried to hide his shock, “emmm.. just a friend, after the auction he was a fun boy to chat.”

Madam Den nodded, “approach her.” Kejora shocked.

“I want you to approach him and find out about his father.”

“But-”

“Why?” Kejora doesn't continue saying “You want to be back with Baskara?” Instantly Kejora shook his head.

Madam Den smiled cynically, “akupun must have chosen a handsome young man rather than an old man like Baskara, it is clear you must have imbued him when the passion of the young man's stamina when he was above you, the bed game is certainly more enjoyable than the old man?"

The lowly Kejora between the embarrassment was also confused. “Do a variety of ways, I want you to find out whether the Governor's plan is against the problem of cases that afflict school children in his area.”

Kejora could not refuse but be heavy to accept, there was no way he refused because he did not want to return to Mr. Baskara, but if he accepted it was the same he was becoming a double-edged sword, if not careful. He would hurt the people he loved and even hurt himself.

“I don't care if you like it or have sex with it without my permission, do as you please. Origin..,” Madam Den presses her sentence, “give me information.” The Kejora nodded slowly.

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