(REALLY) THE CONVERTED SOUL MATE?
JYT CHAPTER 69 - Toward a Defined Plan
I swear I love you...
I'm really crazy without you
I swear to die for you,
there's nothing else
My race dies without you
stop breathing because of you
I swear I love...
The strains of songs belonging to the band Seventeen that echoed in Kuncoro's MP3 made his heart think of Berliana.
Should I be honest with Anna about my work that carries a lot of risk? Will he accept the fact that my life and death belong to the state, not to his whole property even if we get married? Will Anna accept the truth?
Kuncoro. He forgot that he was currently performing his duties as a secret intelligence officer.
"Bang ojol!"
Shocked Kuncoro suddenly a middle-aged man approached with his hands carrying a large suitcase.
"Oh yes, sir!"
"No order yet, right?" the question is a bit suspicious because it acts like a clothesline that is frowning looking right and left.
"Not Sir! It was in this area, but suddenly the signal was lost. Hehe..."
"My earrings are to the south, will you?"
"South area?"
"Yes. The South Rajawali xxx. Want huh? Fifty thousand!"
"Hm.., morein sir little hehe, sorry I have not received the order today. If you want to add more, I'm very grateful."
"Hm! I would love more if this delivery works! Really, I promise!"
Kuncoro started to turn on the eavesdropping button to the headquarters. Now their travel and chat will be monitored by BIN who is investigating this mega big case.
"May, sir! But I fill up the gas first yeah at the nearest gas station."
"Yes." Yeah."
Kuncoro suspected the large suitcase the fathers were carrying. It was likely that the contents were forbidden items that they were looking for as evidence.
The bike ride goes off without a hitch.
Kuncoro got a code from the intelligence for a long time waiting at the point he mentioned. The nearest gas station.
Of course to wait for the reverse apparatus to approach and catch the hand of a high-level narc+ba courier complete with evidence.
As expected, Kuncoro managed to get a 'mujair' tonight.
The middle-aged father was arrested by police who intercepted them in the middle of the road without a fight.
An hour later, the wooden rental that became the backing of the sabu-sabu factory that had been investigated by North Jakarta police intelligence was raided by local police.
Kuncoro's three-day, three-night reconnaissance came to fruition.
The rank of the satiltelkam unit or the intelligence and security unit where it joined will get an increase.
Kuncoro can now breathe a sigh of relief.
A remarkable achievement that He gave to the country. Unpacking the business of the sabu-shabu factory under the guise of wood rentals.
Tonight, his heart is relieved. For a while he was free from duty and could be together again with Berliana. The girl he's gonna betrothed later this month.
.............
Trings
Berliana who had fallen on her soft and warm bed was aghast to hear her phone get a message entry notice.
...Anna, are you asleep?...
Berliana's eyes immediately gasped and instantly widened. Back bright even the drowsiness that had attacked disappeared instantly.
Coco Bang!
Where's brother? Just on after yesterday all day without any news?
^^^Sorry, sorry Anna
Berliana immediately got up and walked out of the room. Worried he woke Maura from her sleep who had just fallen asleep.
Brother... You're okay, right?
^^^Yes. Can I call?^^^
Berliana almost cheered cheerfully.
Ja. Answer Berliana immediately.
For a few days his mind was in a state of chaos. Kuncoro is not like other men who actively mchat ask whatever his activities.
Treeet...
"Hallo, Bang Coco?"
...[.Hello Anna, how are you?]...
For some reason, hearing Kuncoro's voice was like the voice of a radio announcer who calmed his heart.
"Good, Bang! How's your own brother?"
...[.Okay, Anna! Sorry, yesterday I couldn't have dinner at Virly's house]...
"Ga papa's. I went there with Mr. Gunawan and Maura. We are getting more familiar now. Alhamdulillahot... Things are better, Bang!"
...[.Mercifully... I'm glad to hear it!]...
Though Berliana deliberately upload the status in his WhatsApp application just for the sake of Kuncoro stop by to see. Apparently, it doesn't look like the person who sees.
Or he uses a special code on his WhatsApp so do not want to see the status of people?... could be!
...[.Anna... hello? Ann?]...
"Hallo, yeah Bang? Anna is still here! Hehe..."
...[.Anna is sleepy? It's half-twelfth, brother forgot. Excuse me... Oiya tomorrow afternoon I'll wait for Anna in front of the office! Let's have lunch together]...
"Really?"
...[.Yeah, Anna!]...
"Well, if you're lying! Anna give me punishment!"
...[.Hehehe...., what punishment? If it's good, then punish! Especially if you have to keep the same Anna!]...
"Ish, what a bitch. Yesterday was taught dinner with Anna even nolak. He said he was busy!"
...[.That's real. There is urgent work. For God's sake, Ann! Brother wants to marry you based on honesty. This brother's work is uncertain. Sometimes it can be free at will, but not infrequently required to be ready for weeks too if again there is a target!]...
"What target?"
...[.Target loves you. Hehe.]...
"Jiaah, malem-malem!"
...[.Wrong, terrible. Haha.]...
"Hehehe..."
...[.Anna must be sleepy, right? Yes, sleep now! Tomorrow morning work. Prepare a lot of spirit for tomorrow!]...
"Yes. But how's his sleep? Still the same call brother!"
...[.Wait a few more weeks, will you? We will sleep together after Ijab kabul!]...
Kuncoro's words made Berliana's heart beat uncharacteristically.
The shadow of their approaching marriage catapulted Berliana's imagination to the high heavens.
...[.Anna?]...
"Hm?
...[.Assalamualaikum, good night, Bang Coco's future wife!]...
Hua... Abaaa...
Melting Berliana's heart.
Kuncoro's soft voice uttered a closing greeting as soon as it sounded melodious seducing.
"Waalaikum hail, Brother! Have a good night too. Dream good, do not forget prayer. May tomorrow we always have mercy from Allah Ta'ala."
What a sweet prayer.
Kuncoro immediately rolled around on his big bed.
Tonight, he returns to Papa Angkasawan's house. Together with his first family who always sincerely welcome the return of Kuncoro to their big house.
Papa Angkasawan and Mama Talitha are not blessed with children until now. That's why their love and affection for Kuncoro never broke up even bigger and bigger.
Angkasawan also wanted Kuncoro's wedding to be held on a large scale.
He wants to invite the ranks of important people in the current government cabinet. Even if necessary, the Number One in this country also wants him to invite.
But Gunawan is not too enthusiastic to follow the wishes of the Angkasawan.
"Don't Mas! It is better to have a proper marriage. In addition to waste, better party funds allocated to buy a house for Kuncoro and Berliana later. After all, this wedding was held quickly without any preparation at the request of the bride!"
"Why is that? After all, Coco is my only son, Gun! I deserve to give him happiness. This is the last moment I gave him the obligation as a parent. Marry her son worthy of the crowd."
Gunawan is very grateful. His son gained much blessing despite his own worrying and sad life story.
Gunawan asked the astronaut to wait for the results of his discussion with the Berliana family which was planned to be held next Sunday after Gunawan had dinner at the house of Virly, his brother Berliana.
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