A Friend from Malaysia

Plankton

The Pearl Hospital, Kuala Lumpur.

A man in his 60s was seen entering the hospital area escorted by several of his men. Besides being with him there was also someone walking parallel to him. It's Martin.

The man despite being 60 years old still looks fresh fit with his body that still looks athletic. His long gray hair combination of silvery black looks neat and tied from behind. Manly's impression did not escape the judgment of people who even first saw it.

"Here's the room?" ask the man to the doctor who drove him.

"Rubber, sir," the doctor replied confirming.

The man immediately gave the code to Martin to carry out his work. Martin who was quick to respond to it also immediately invited the doctor to speak together. Previously they had spoken about this before Luke, his father Martin came from Cambodia.

It does not take complicated negotiations to get the doctor's betrayal of his own profession. Offering a large sum of money to the doctor by eliminating his conscience, Martin and Luke are allowed to enter the ICU room, where Sonia is in intensive care.

While his other bodyguards were waiting outside the ICU, Martin and Luke entered the room. Sonia was lying weakly in bed.

"You sure this is the guy?" ask Lukas.

"Rubber, Dad. He was Sonia who had thought I was Mr. Y," replied Martin confirming.

Lukas mangosteen and pulled the chair that was there for where he sat on the side of the bed where Sonia lay.

"So that love made you lie here, hmm?" Luke invites to speak the patient who is lying weak. "Hahahaha ... That's so stupid!!!"

Martin did not dare to chim in on his father's words. He can only wait for the father to invite himself first to dialogue, then he can talk or just talk to various things with the man.

"So Ilham never saw her during her coma in this hospital?" ask the man to know.

Martin shook his head.

"To know that I never did" he answered.

"What a shame, what a sad girl," Luke muttered with a concerned face to Sonia who was lying like an undead.

Then with his index finger he circled around Sonia's face.

"But you don't have to worry. I can help you. Of course I have to help you. The person who has dedicated me all these years, how could I possibly ignore you? But the risk and the impact of all of this, we each bear, okay?" luke said again as if Sonia could hear his every word.

Then with the code Luke asked Martin to bring out what they had prepared before they left here.

Martin responded immediately to what his father asked for. Then from inside his waist bag, he took out a small tube-shaped bottle containing a yellowish liquid. From inside the bag he also took out a syringe that he would use to inject the drug liquid into Sonia.

Like an experienced medical worker, Lukas rubbed Sonia's skin on the arm near the elbow to find the position where the woman's veins were located. Then after applying when previously moistened alcohol, the man steadily inserted a syringe through the skin of Sonia's arm.

After doing this, Luke told Martin to keep the syringe in his bag.

Planktons. As they call it. What they have just injected into Sonia is a synthetic substance combined with 3 types of chemical drug compounds that when mixed can cause severe nerve damage that is not detected with certainty what causes it. This substance will not be able to decompose in the body of the wearer, unless forcibly removed through surgery. That is even if the presence of the substance is detected in which parts of the body.

They named it plankton, because with the smallest dose, the drug already showed reactive results in the wearer. In addition, the cursed substance that can paralyze the human nerve when it has been injected into the body of a person will be tossed udders like oil in water followed by the flow of blood that flows along the body of the wearer. Therefore, nerve damage that will be experienced by the wearer may be thorough throughout his body.

That is what Luke expected. For the last time, before Sonia dies, she has to make use of this woman. Grudges for the Nirwan and Gunawan families, he will never be able to forget.

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This afternoon Yola decided to join Ammar with the driver of the Nirwan family. Even though Mama Zubaidah forbade it very hard but her mommy Ammar did not heed it. He's bored at home.

The activity that is usually a career woman with a high level of mobility and had to turn the steering wheel into a housewife who should not even just go out to the stalls make her tired. So today he wants to come pick up Ammar and stop by N-one Grocery, bring Ilham lunch that he has cooked himself.

The mother and daughter arrived at the N-one building during their lunch break. All the N-one employees stared at him. Some looked down and greeted him to show their respect for him, while others were busy looking for his face.

Of course, with the stomach that now looks clearly bloated, everyone already knows that the baby he will be born later is the flesh blood of the Nirwan family, the future heir of N-one Grocery, he said, same with Ammar. So it is not a bad thing if they try to find face to the Queen Devil whose name has been spread on the wedding invitation that has spread in the city of Kuala Lumpur.

"Is ... is... is... is.. is there any wind that will this bride come here? Mrs. Nirwan or Mrs Nirwan?" welcome Leon as soon as he sees his superior wife coming with Ammar.

"Yola, thank you" Yola replied feeling uneasy. "Abang, uh is the Chief Director there?"

Leon laughed when he heard Yola calling Ilham with a call from his brother in the office.

"Abang ain't ya?" just take a moment to look!" he said as he walked towards Ilham's office.

Yola and Ammar followed Leon from behind.

"Abang! Euy, Brother! Are you busy?" ledek Leon on Inspiration as soon as he reached the doorstep of the study.

The inspiration that was calling signaled to Leon to be quiet first.

Not long after, Yola, who was also standing at the door waiting for Ilham to finish calling, saw the unpleasant look on her husband's face.

"Why? Is there a problem?" ask Yola.

Ilham breathed a heavy sigh.

"Sonia ... she's conscious, but ...."

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Aduuuh othor ni hanging this story. Wkwkwkw... If like the comment is quite advanced tonight. If it's not tomorrow it's ..j