365 Days Towards Halal

131# Target has been defused

The notification reads on the mob boss's phone. He rushes to reach for his phone and sees a notification from a bank where he conducts transactions from his dirty business. Slowly, the smile on his face expanded. Some amount of money he had requested from Lala, had already gone into that account.

"Good," he muttered as he put his phone back on the table. With one flick of a finger he called his men to approach him.

"Prepare the car to get to the airport immediately" his order, accompanied by a nod from his men.

Not long after, he got up from his seat.

"Let me know that squad one has returned from duty" he said.

"Good Boss." Sahut his men. After that, he rushed to get out of his headquarters by riding a car to get to the airport.

Just as his car was about to leave his base, he was attacked by several people in anti-terror clothes, complete with full weapons.

Mafia boss also looks panicked, he did not expect if his headquarters are hidden enough to be known by police officers.

A warning shot was fired, asking the boss of the mafia to turn himself in. However, he stayed inside his car equipped with bulletproof glass.

The boss of the mafia took out his firearm and prepared for a shootout with police officers who had surrounded him.

Another shot was fired into the air. A warning came back to get out of his car. The driver rushed through the police who were besieging them on the orders of the Boss of the mafia. However, just as they were about to break through, a truck with an iron muzzle blocked them. The gripping atmosphere continues, the action of shootouts can not be avoided.

Until finally, the boss of the mafia was forced to kneel at the feet of the officers who had been trained perfectly to deal with problems like this. So, the mafia plotters were arrested and led to the police station.

....

"Have you?" Ask Raka over the phone with someone who is contacting her.

"Already, the next plan you just do it," said someone from the end there.

Raka smiled and went back to the front to meet Lala, who had been waiting for her.

When Raka appeared, Lala put back the powder box she was using. Then, he smiled as he watched Raka return from his room. He shifted his seat so that Raka could sit beside him.

"Old, honey?" Tika asked as she rubbed the back of Raka who was sitting next to her.

"Sorry, I take a shower first" Raka said with a flat facial expression.

Lala smiled and spread her head on Raka's shoulder.

"Raka, I'm sorry about Queen's passing, too,"

The deggggg!

"Where did Lala know Queen died?" Batin Raka's. From there he was also more convinced that Lala was the brain of all this.

"Queen?" Raka asked with a confused expression.

"Yes, he passed away one week ago" Lala said, holding her head up and looking closely at Raka.

"Ah. i-i-iya," Sahut Raka nodded hesitantly.

Slowly Lala put on her sad face, and hugged Raka again.

"Raka, I'm ready to replace Queen. Just let go of him. Let's go back to what it used to be. I promise I won't let you down again."

Raka was silent in silence, her heart completely furious with Lala.

Raka's housekeeper came in with two cups of coffee that she served on the table, right in front of Raka and Lala. Raka glanced at her housekeeper. Then, smile and say thank you.

The glass was neatly arranged, owned by Raka his assistant put it in front of Raka and so did Lala's coffee glass.

"Please drink, ladies and gentlemen," the assistant said before resigning and returning to the kitchen.

Lala and Raka just nodded and both grabbed their coffee cups.

"How's Raka?" Lala asked with a visibly excited face. Like he did not care about the sorrow that was being felt by Raka who claimed to have lost both her parents and Queen.

"What?" Tanya Raka hurriedly sipped her coffee.

"We're back together" Lala said.

"Is that what you want?" Ask Raka.

"Yes, I've been wanting to come back with you for a long time. Repairing our relationship. I want to marry you Raka, because I know, you still love me."

Raka sighed and smiled a little.

"Please drink the coffee" Raka said, trying to divert their conversation.

Lala smiled and nodded and tasted the coffee that Raka's housekeeper deliberately made for her.

"Why does this coffee taste so bitter?" Ask Lala.

"Times?" Ask Raka with a confused face.

Lala nodded and put the coffee cup back on the coaster in front of her.

"Do you want some sugar?" Ask Raka again.

"Byeah" Sahut Lala.

Raka also called her domestic assistant and asked for a jar of sugar to carry in the family room.

Soon, Raka's housekeeper arrives with a jar of sugar in her hand and puts it in front of Lala.

Lala quickly added a spoonful of sugar to her coffee. Then, he stirred it with a small spoon located next to his glass. And he went back to drinking coffee.

Raka smiled and asked her assistant to bring the jar back to the kitchen.

"How's Raka?" Ask Lala again. It was as if he was offering a big project to Raka. Until inevitably Raka must think hard when deciding to sign a contract without having to think about the risks he will face.

"Raka.." Urge Lala again.

"Yes...?"

"Where?"

Raka smiled and looked at Lala closely.

"Lala, did you kill both my parents and Queen?" Tanya Raka while displaying her cold face.

Lala flinched and swallowed her saliva. He looked at Raka in disbelief.

"Ra-Ra-Raka, why are you accusing me?" He said while massaging his temple which began to feel dizzy.

"Jawab Lala, did you cause all this!" Urge Raka.

"N-no,"

"Don't trick me Lala. I'm not a fool like what you've got in mind,"

Lala's head started to feel heavier. He let out a long sigh, his eyes began to twitch.

"Raka, what did you put in my drink?" Lala asked stammeredly.

"I didn't put anything." Sahut Raka while moving from her seat and staring at Lala who looks increasingly dizzy.

"No-no way," he said weakly.

"I assure you, you wake up in a cold cell, Lala," Raka said with a satisfied smile.

"Raka..." Lala was unconscious on the sofa.

After making sure Lala had not moved, Raka immediately contacted Andra's father.

"Om, the target's been tamed, right,"

"Good Raka" said Andra's father from across the street.