Tap Your Heart's
Section 42

A male chef from one of Karel's famous restaurants has come up. Now Clein was looking at as well as learning to cook from her. From a distance while finishing some important documents on the living room sofa, Karel could hear how various swear words sounded clearly in his ears.

"Aghhh aw shit!" Bump Clein when his hand is sliced by a knife while cutting an onion. Fresh blood flowed from his index finger.

"Be careful, miss. Well, your fingers hurt like this if you're not careful." Denan said, the chef approached Clein and saw a cut on Clein's finger.

Karel's gaze was sidetracked when he saw Denan bringing Clein closer to the sink and washing his wounds.

"Here the blood won't stop either, and this wound looks quite deep."

Denan immediately sucks Clein's wound without asking for the girl's approval. Clein was surprised by Karel as well. Though there was her husband, but Denan was so brave in doing so.

Karel kept the documents and rushed over to Denan and Clein. Either way, Karel felt quite disturbed when he saw Denan's treatment of his wife.

"Ehem!" Karel Dehem. Denan and Clein both turned to the man who was already behind them. Immediately Denan removed Clein's index finger from his mouth and distanced his body.

"I'm sorry sir because I'm presumptuous. I'm just helping to block the development of infection in Miss Clein's wound, no other intent." Lirih Denan's. Fearful that Karel was jealous.

Karel did not answer Denan's words. Karel's hand was directly holding Clein's hand. Karel washed the rest of Denan's saliva that was attached to the girl's index finger. Rough enough Karel rubbing it made Clein grimace a little.

"Next time ask for my consent first. I'm here and I can treat my wife's wounds." Said Karel coldly. Denan further lowered his head, even though he was just following his instincts.

Karel pulled Clein's arm to go with him.

"Sit here!" Karel's orders when he was on the living room sofa. Clein nodded then sat there.

Karel walked up to pick up the P3K box. After getting the box, he went back to Clein.

"You must be a delicacy won't get the attention of that man?!" Karel. He took a bandage and bandaged the wound on Clein's index finger with a bandage.

"Start accusing me? I don't ask him to do it himself."

"You're not asking, but you're comfortable right?" Accuse Karel again. There is a dislike of the way he speaks.

Clein frowned and stared fixedly at Karel's face.

"You're jealous of him? Are you starting to love me, Karel?" Goda Clein's. Karel raised his right eyebrow.

"Sa-I love you? That's not possible." Karel dismissed Clein's accusations.

"Then?"

"I'm just pretending to be a good husband. I am in this mansion. When he tried to treat your wound and I just kept quiet, did he not feel suspicious later?" Carrel.

"Another compliment you want?" Fizz Clein.

"Dad, what do you think? Do you wish that my heart was broken? Why do you think I love you? or do I think you yourself are starting to love me?" It was Temptation that Karel began to take over.

"If I really loved you, what would you do?" Clein tried to wish for all his goals to be smooth. Karel was silent for a moment.

"I'll divorce you!" Karel replied after pretending to think for a few seconds.

Clein's eyes instantly sparkled. Yes, that's his wish.

"Then I love you! Please divorce me now!" Clein.

Karel's laughter almost broke, but it was just a lie. How easily the girl believed.

"You think it's that easy to fall in love? I was just kidding, Clein. I will not divorce you. And if you love me, I'll ask a child on you." Lying Karel.

Clein rounded his eyes.

"Then I'm not going to love you." Clein turned her face away. It's good to ask children to be touched also do not want to let alone have to do the process of making children, not that easy.

"Well, you're lying!" Karel pretended to be upset.

Clein just kept quiet, she thought Karel's words were true it turned out that the man was just trying to fool her.

"Okay, I've treated your index finger. Please continue to learn to cook again. I also have to go now." Karel's voice moved from his seat.

"Where are you going?" Ask Clein.

"Agencies K.A Entertainment?" Repeat Clein. He knows the agency. The agency is very famous for having actors and actresses who always star in soap operas with high ratings.

"Dad that's my agency."

Clein nodded his head. There are many jobs that Karel does. He was pretty smart in choosing a business.

"How many jobs do you actually have?"

"There's plenty. What suits my fashion, yes I will do." Answer Karel that simple.

Clein nodded back.

"Is there any other question you would like to ask?"

Clein shook her head. In a sigh of relief Karel got up from his seat. He stood right in front of Clein.

"Learn good cooking, follow what the chef says and reduce the rant. Maybe I'll be home late. You can sleep first don't have to wait for me." Karel rubbed the top of Clein's head and left.

Clein was petrified in his place. He held his head which was rubbed by Karel.

"Well, why him? Who's gonna wait for him to come home, just dream!" Mumbled Clein who was slightly disgusted. Bad thoughts re-emerge in Clein's brain. Karel seems to be acting to launch his new plan. Take it easy, this time Clein will not be provoked.

******

In front of the Black Tyrannical headquarters, the four people were waiting for the interruptions from Shane who was about to lead the attack. They had been neatly wearing casual clothes as well as hats. Each of them had a gun.

"In clubbing we'll split up. Run the mission according to the division of each task. If James is off guard on one occasion, shoot him. Don't waste the opportunity. You gotit?" Shane.

"Ready, okay!" Answer them simultaneously.

"Go now!" Shane's Word.

Everyone nodded. They were riding in a car driven by Kenzo.

"May work! Stay careful!" Revan yelled at his friends. Although he did not follow the attack, Revan did not feel offended as Arhan felt. Instead, Revan prefers to pray for his friends so that their plan does not fail.

The car sped away, the clock was showing at 22:15 Wib. The memory they try to imagine for the plan to go well is to imagine Deva's death. They must have a vengeful soul so as not to feel pity when the plan is executed later.

The car stopped in front of a building that was heavily guarded by burly men.

"This is really the place? It's not wrong, is it?" Ask Son.

"No. I've checked myself, this clubbing place that James frequented. One of the new spies we've given orders says a similar place." Answer Oki.

"Who's going down?" Ask Kenzo.

"Kenzo's better off with Oki. We're gonna go to the end of there. Fifteen minutes later, Son and Jeff are coming together." Shane.

Kenzo and Oki nodded. They got out of the car and rushed into the clubbing.

The sound of music accompanied by the pounding of body movements sounded deafening. The flickering light of the lamp slightly disturbs the sense of sight. Kenzo and Oki try to see clearly. They're looking for James' whereabouts.

"James where is ya? I don't see him. You see that?" Ask Kenzo.

Oki.

"That way, he's sitting at a deeper table like that. He's always talking to the girls he's hired." Reply Oki slightly raised the tone of his speech because the music dj really echoed.

"Yaudah you go deeper, Ki. I want to join other dancers so that our disguises are not glaring." Kenzo.

Oki nodded and rushed to go deeper. From one table a man accompanied by several men and women saw something strange.

"That's not Oki, Clein's friend?" Karel Mumbled. The man was sitting and chatting with a few glasses of wine on his desk.

Karel simply shook his head quickly and shrugged his shoulders indifferently. If it's true, he doesn't care. Clubbing is a public place and Oki is a normal human being. It was only natural that he came to such a place.

"Who did you see?" Tanya Elandra, one of the artist managers shaded by Karel's agency.

"Nothing." Karel then drank a glass of wine.