365 Days Towards Halal

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"How's it?" Lala asked over a phone call with the mob boss that she paid dearly to wipe out the lives of Queen and Lady Amara.

"Hmmmm, don't worry. We're doing our job."

"Tasks? You are not professionals! Remember, it's been a week that the second target hasn't been heard!" Jerky Lala.

The boss of the mafia also did not know what to say to Lala. Since yesterday, his members have not been able to inform him. The last time he communicated with his members, when his members managed to meet the target and follow the target to carry out their duties.

However, it has been more than 24 hours, the news has not been received. Actually, he was very afraid if the target failed. Because the target is a wealthy businessman, has a relationship that does not play games.

Until this moment, he tried to keep a positive mind. When his men are still following or monitoring their targets.

But, still, they were professional mafia. During this time their targets always managed to be eliminated without any mistakes. The boss of the mafia began to suspect, he still tried to contact his men via telephone.

"Ha-hello," said his men who picked up the phone from him.

"So long ago, Miss Lala, I've been connected to my men."

"Okay, I wait," Lala said.

The boss of the mafia also used two cell phones, one connected to Lala and the other, connected with his men who disappeared from circulation for 24 hours.

"Where are you!" Snapped the boss of the mafia.

"Sorry Boss. We almost failed and were caught. So, we secured ourselves first.

"Where are you now?" Ask the boss of the mafia again.

"We're at Bandung Boss."

"Can you guys be in Bandung?"

"Yes Boss, we have to find a replacement car to replace the suspect car."

"How's target?" Ask the boss of the mafia again.

"Target is dead Boss," said his men.

"Good! , do you have a picture of him?"

"No-no Boss. Suddenly a lot of people and we had to run away."

"Stupid!" Hardik Boss the mafia.

"Sorry Boss,"

"Yes already, it's okay. We'll check into the victim's house,"

"Yes Boss" said his men.

The mob boss ended the phone call. Then, he again spoke to Lala through his other phone.

"Mom, the target is dead. Mission complete. We are waiting for the completion of the operation twice twenty-four hours" said the mob boss.

"Eh, you think I'm stupid! Where's evidence?" Ask Lala.

"We didn't have time to take photos of the victim. Because many people interfere with execution time. So, for that, I can confirm myself at the victim's house. We'll also provide proof as soon as possible."

"You guys! Lsnahin! Half-work!"

"Mom, the conditions at TKP are not just idle. Please understand!"

Lala fell silent as she was yelled at by that mob boss.

"I don't want to know, anyway my men have confirmed when the target has been removed. You have to pay in full. If not, know the consequences yourself!"

"Well," Lala turned off the phone and leaned her back against the back of her chair. He took a deep breath and started smiling.

"Nothing else can stand in the way of our relationship Raka." Mumbled.

...

The mafia member who was caught seemed to tremble as his head was held up by a gun belonging to an officer. The officer deliberately set the mob boss up to let his guard down. And of course trap the person who is suspected to be behind the unfortunate events of Tika and Raka's parents.

So, the mafia member was forced to lie, for the safety of his life. Already wet, he has been caught and if he escapes, he will die at the hands of the boss of the mafia, for failing in his mission. There is no choice but to cooperate with the authorities. For the safety of himself and his family who might not be willing to lose him. At least, he would still be alive, even if he had to be locked behind bars.

The officer calls Andra's father, prepares to smear the mastermind and the mob boss, and disband the ruthless organization.

...

Lala stopped her car in front of Raka's house. He rushed down and spoke to the security guard who was guarding the house.

"Sir, is the Raka there?" Ask her with a face that looks excited.

"There's Mom, inside. With whose mother?" Ask the security guard.

"Lala, that,"

"Okay Ma'am, we will confirm to Mr. Raka. Please wait a moment," said the security guard, and he rushed into his post and contacted Raka who was inside the house. While Lala, with a radiant face, went back into his car.

Shortly thereafter, the gate of the house was opened. Lala was invited to enter the courtyard of the luxury house.

"In a moment, this house will be mine. Because, Raka is going to marry me. We will live happily together forever with cute, beautiful and handsome children" he muttered, smiling.

Lala parked her car on the left side of the luxury house, then she went down and rushed into the house.

The condition of the house is so quiet. Only a few workers who were tidying up the garden that looked very beautiful. Lala straightened her chin and walked confidently.

Seen inside the living room, Raka sat speechless with the picture frame in her hands. A picture of him and his parents.

"Hi dear," Sapa Lala approached Raka.

Raka raised her face and looked at Lala closely. In his heart, he was eager to curse at the woman. He was fed up with Lala constantly chasing him. And, he also felt like killing Lala, if indeed the incident in the experience of Tika and her parents was indeed Lala was the brain behind it all.

"Hi" Sapa Raka rubbed her tears.

"Why are you sad?" Lala asked who was directly sitting next to Raka.

"My parents are La,"

"Why them?" Lala asked with outstanding acting looking worried.

"They are dead" Raka said with the end of a choked voice.

"Died? Innalilahi wainnailaihi roji..!" Said Lala while putting on a face of surprise, at the same time concerned.

"Thank you La,"

"They why? How can?" Ask Lala again.

"They were killed by a stranger, La,"

"Where? Why is it deserted here? When did it happen?" Lala asked, as if she was very curious as to what had happened.

"Mother's and Dad's bodies have been returned to Singapore. I didn't come because I couldn't see them buried," Raka pretended to be sobbing and massaging her temple.

"Oh my goodness, Raka, may they be at ease by His side." Lala said as she rubbed Raka's shoulder and hugged the man tightly.

"Thank you La" Sahut Raka continued to stare at the photos of her parents.

Raka is asked to pretend to lose her parents by Andra's father and the officers. It was all to carry out their actions that are working to dismantle the crimes involving the big mafia in this country.

"What do you want to drink?" Ask Raka.

"Anything" said Lala, smiling sweetly at Raka. It is not implied in the slightest if Lala also mourns the loss of both Raka's parents. From there, Raka has made sure that Lala is the culprit of everything. It's just, it can't be rash. He had to be patient until Andra's father said "This is the right time" to dismantle the fake charade.

"Yes, I'll get you first, I'll go to the room for a minute" said Raka.

Lala nodded and smiled. When Raka had just stepped up, Lala called out to her.

"Buck,"

Raka looked over and looked at the former lover's face.

"Yes?"

"I really feel like I lost your parents. You're patient, yes" Lala said with a sympathetic face.

"Thank you" Sahut Raka and he walked out of the room again.

After Raka died, Lala began to smile with satisfaction. He began to believe that the task of the mafia was really finished. Because, he confirmed himself with Raka, the prihal of Madam Amara. In fact, it is not only Amara's mistress who is lost from the face of this earth. However, Raka's father also became their victim. Which means, Lala is like winning the Big Win in gambling betting. The death of Raka's parents, the same as Raka became the owner of all assets owned by his family. Because Raka is the only child her parents have.

Lala rushed to order her assistant to transfer billions of rupiah to be diverted to the account of the boss of the mafia who became her accomplice.