A Friend from Malaysia

Anger Lucas

"Sir, let me help wash the dishes," said the Princess while seizing the dishwasher sponge from one of the maids.

The princess had just finished dinner with Zubaidah, the in-law of her cousin

"Ahhh, Princess doesn't suck. The princess went back to the front room. Friends only Mrs Zubaedah watch television (television). Pinggan ni sikit je, do not need help," reject the aunt while continuing her work.

"It is precisely because of a little, Uncle. Let me wash it, hmm?"

The princess continued to insist on washing the dishes so inevitably ART's aunt was forced to grant her request.

"Saye will be reprimanded by Mrs Zubaedah if she finds out that the princess washes dishes like this" he lamented.

"Ahhh time anyway? It seems that aunt Zubaidah is not that. Aunt Zubaedah is a good person. Time is just because the Princess helps wash the dishes, aunt so reprimanded? Don't believe me" said Princess Ngeyel.

"But Princess here is a guest. Not good guests are allowed to work rough like this in the kitchen," complained ART's aunt again.

"Diiih, who says the princess here is only a guest. Zubaedah's aunt said consider it his own home. At the Princess' house in Palembang, Putri also ngerjain home duties, including nyapu, laundry and dishwashing as well. Because here the Princess is considered family and told to consider her own home, it's okay if the Princess is washing dishes, right?" The princess is still clueless.

"If that kind of aunt becomes confused to make ape this if all the work is captured by the Princess," complained the ART.

The princess chuckled, "It's only Uncle who comes back to the front first. The princess will soon be finished" he promised.

"Tool to?"

"Makcik. Don't worry," replied the Princess with a sincere smile.

Then the aunt of ART also finally obeyed the words of the Princess.

"If that's how you're trying to get ahead first. Aunt Noy friend Puan Zubaidah and Ammar watch only. Puan must be lonely because Ilham and Yola mase ni are not here," said the Master of ART.

One of the generosity that the Nirwan family had was this. The housekeepers treated her like their own family. Not infrequently they and the ART were eating at the same dining table, or watching television in the family room together, together, even though sometimes they ART often feel shy and choose to keep their boundaries between ART and employers. Even in Ilham, Hafiz and Yola, they only called names like the grandchildren of the Nirwan family, were their own nephews. There is no such thing as Mr. Ilham, Mr. Hafiz, or Young Master. Just names. And indeed Ilham, Hafiz, Yola would rather be called and treated as such.

"Hmm, okay Uncle. If this is done, I will follow," said the Princess.

The ART aunt left and the Princess resumed her dishwasher.

The princess is the youngest child in her family and the only woman. Same with Yola, she was spoiled for her parents. But that doesn't mean she doesn't understand housework. The mother always educates her daughter to be a woman who is painstaking in taking care of household affairs. Including kitchen stuff like this. Her mother always said she only had one daughter who would later be edited by another family to be a daughter-in-law.

She did not want her daughter to be underestimated by her husband's family later because she did not understand the problem of homework. Therefore educating the Princess to be a true housewife is always a priority for the Mother. Especially when Putri will leave for Kuala Lumpur to accompany Yola to give birth, the woman was unceasingly remind Putri not to laze at someone else's house. Moreover, it was at the house of his father-in-law Yola who incidentally the Mama also knew it was not impossible that his daughter would also be a daughter-in-law in the family, the Nirwan family. Didn't he say Hafiz wanted to marry the Princess?

Ratih's request, which he said was asked by his son-in-law Ilham, so that the Princess was allowed to accompany Yola to give birth, Mama Putri did not not not understand, if that was only their reason to bring the Princess and Hafiz closer. He's very well understood. Therefore, before leaving, Princess Diwanti-wanti not to sit on her hands in the house of her father-in-law Yola. In addition to Yola not being embarrassed, also not to leave a bad impression for the Nirwan family.

Only how many more dirty dishes remained, when the Princess felt a big hand touch her hair and collect it in the grasp. The half-dead cool princess.

"Hey, just calm down. It's brother. Brother wants to tie the Princess' hair to look beautiful," whispered Hafiz behind him, making the fine hairs on the nape of the Princess bristling.

Hafiz is indeed the most expert in making the Princess into a heart sport.

"But I again ...."

"Shut up a moment ...."

Hafiz collected the Princess's hair in one hand and rolled it high to form a midget, then she tied the hair in several turns. Princess until pecking with hands filled with soap foam.

They did not know at that time there was Mama Zubaidah who noticed the two. Zubaidah is not disturbing. His intention was to make milk for Ammar to be undone for a while. Let it be, neither of them did anything over the line there. And Zubaidah is grateful that his son Hafiz was able to move on from Yola. With whoever it is from the woman it is a fine woman, she will support Hafiz's choice. Moreover, he knew that the Princess was Yola's cousin, of course, the relationship between Hafiz and Princess would definitely be supported.

"But done. It's pretty!" puji Hafiz's.

The princess only blushed in embarrassment, then continued her task of washing dishes.

"Who's hair?" ask the Princess for no other material to ask.

"Buy" answered Hafiz briefly. Now he was leaning next to the stove while still watching the Princess who was washing dishes.

"Where?"

"Kat mall."

"Ohh all day you walk to the mall ... Who is it?"

Well, please princess why are you not important? Entar Hafiz think you are possessive how? put the Princess in your heart.

"Yuri."

"Ohh ..."

The stunned princess. The water of his face changed. While Hafiz did deliberately want to see the jealous Princess.

"Eape? You jealous?"

"No."

The princess finished washing the dishes and put the last spoon and glass on the water slicing place near the sink. After wiping her hands with a small towel hanging on one side of the wall, the Princess intended to leave Hafiz.

Hafiz had already told about his previous relationship with Yuri to the Princess, but knowing the man today was a walk in the mall with the girl who was his friend Yola was unrelenting kept him heartbroken as well.2

"Princess ..." call Hafiz.

Hafiz immediately chased after the girl who had now become a moor of his heart. The princess seemed to sulk, making Hafiz amused as well as happy to see her.

"Listen to my brother first," Hafiz grabbed the shoulder of the Princess who was walking towards her room.

"What the hell?" princess with judes.

"Where are you going?" ask Hafiz.

"Sleep. Sleepy!" No less jutek now Princess continues to walk again.

"It's still eight (eight) hours" Hafiz said, showing his watch.

"Certainly? Does it not sleep at eight?" reply Princess sebal.

"Cute brother. Kite conversed in front only," said Hafiz as he pulled the Princess towards the terrace.

They had passed through the living room where Zubaidah was watching.

"Hafiz, is that really Yuri ke?" ask Zubaidah who was watching a news show and accidentally saw the news about Yuri's arrest and the search of his house.

Hafiz paused for a moment and became interested in seeing the news that also involved him.

"Hmm, right. It was him" replied Hafiz.

"Hmm .." muttered Hafiz assuring.

He and Ilham did agree not to tell the possibility of Atok's murder to Mamah Zubaidah before it was clear all the evidence of who was the real culprit. This is because they do not want their parents to think too much.

"Then, why don't you tell Mamah this? Does inspiration know about this?" tanya Zubaidah still could not believe it.

Hafiz nodded.

"Yes. Hafiz and brother did not want to make Mamah and Papah think too much, so let us take care of all this. Mama and papah calm the mind alone," said Hafiz gave understanding.

"So how can you calm down to see the two of you going through this alone? I even brought that woman here. How can you calm down? How about that time he hurt family kite again?"

Mamah Zubaidah recalled the time they took Yuri to the Nirwan family home to burn chickens. If they knew Yuri at that time as the murderer Tengku Yahya, how dare to bring the killer into the house. What if it was Yuri

want to harm another family member? What if he harms Yola and even Ammar? What a Inspiration, Hafiz, even Yola is so careless!

"Sorry, Mom. At that time Hafiz was kate that Hafiz only acted to make him believe that Hafiz loved him. Mase we burn the chicken, the next day Hafiz daht story about him is the adopted son of Lucas, the person who had taken shares of Atok kat N-one. Hafiz approached him to be able to snare Lucas so as not to master N-one. Hafiz brought him dizzy to the mall just to snare him," Hafiz explained.

Now his eyes glanced at the Princess whose hand was still held.

"Oh, how can you?" ask Zubaidah. "Tell to Mamah!"

Then Hafiz also told in detail everything from the beginning he and Yola befriended Yuri since she was still in Elementary School in Indonesia until she met again in Malaysia. Until he was introduced to Lucas as his adopted son and somehow they controlled the stock assets belonging to Atok Yahya. Hafiz tells all about the woman who has grown saturated with Lucas and decides to betray him and ends up falling into the snare of Hafiz who uses him to bring Lucas down. Not everything is missing from Hafiz's story. The princess listened carefully. Hafiz's story did not escape his attention.

"So, Lucas is the same person as Mr. Y?" ask Zubaidah. Of the many stories of Hafiz, the story of Mr. Y is the one that catches his attention.

Hafiz hesitated. In his heart was a bit regretful, why did he have to tell me about that one. Mama Zubaidah is very easily affected when it comes to Andini and Mr. He shouldn't have mentioned that one. Ah, crap!

"So where is he mase?" ask Mamah Zubaidah.

"Who?" tanya Hafiz flat.

"That's what you called earlier. Mr. Y. What was her name you said? Lucas?"

Hafiz nodded slowly.

"He is now in Cambodia, Phnom Penh. Ken?" ask Hafiz suspiciously.

Zubaidah immediately shook his head as he caught Hafiz's suspicions on him.

"No why. Mamah just asked," Zubaidah replied nervously.

"Ohh ..." murmured Hafiz.

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Phnom Penh Cambodia

Lucas was at a hotel restaurant, waiting for someone very important to meet. He was waiting for one of the DDF (Department of Drug and Food) officials. Officials who always received bribes from him over the past few years to smooth out Lucas got a DDF permit (a kind of BPOM) for each product of his factory output without more detailed and thorough examination.

And here he is. After waiting for almost 1 hour more, the person still did not come. Several times Lucas tried to contact him, but the results remained nil. It seems like the guy avoided it. It infuriated Lucas and cursed inwardly.

Just wait until I don't get away with this, you'll make sure I go to jail. The bribery case also has a hefty penalty. I won't let you go alone. If I go to jail then you have to come too, Lucas said in his heart.

Lucas was about to leave when a phone call from his men in Kuala Lumpur rang. Lucas grunting. He could sense that it was news that might not be pleasant for him to hear.

"Yes? Say it!" he said half-stomping.

"Sir, there's bad news here!" said the man reported. Yuri ... Yuri ..he was caught here by the police, the Malaysian police," he said.

"Caught how? You're not watching him?" lucas asked, getting angry.

"We're watching him, sir. For the past few days since I left, everything has been fine in N-one and at home. So we think everything is fine so ... we ... we ..."

"What are you?!" snarl Lucas on the phone.

"We all went to .... Batu Caves," replied the man timidly.

"Haaa? Wh-what? Stone Caves?" The emotions of Lucas have arrived at the crown.

His men who were calling were already terrified as if from across the phone, Lucas could eat him alive. It was wrong for them to go on vacation without permission from their boss. But they are also human, needing refreshing. They thought there was no time for Lucas to steal. Just one day released from the task of stalking Yuri who had begun to be unbelievable Lucas. But who would have thought this little mistake would be fatal for everyone.

"Punish us, sir! We ... we are khilaf. We will not tolerate it" said the man pleading.

"Are you kids? You guys take time for recreation, where's your brain? Basic g*block!!" maki Lucas's.

His head is so dizzy now. Everything turned around to attack him at the same time.

"In addition to Yuri, did they get the stuff at home?" lucas asked while massaging his throbbing pain.

"Hmm, everything .. includes drugs, tobacco as well. Yuri's arrest is also reported on every TV station here. You may be able to see it through the internet or sosmed," reported the men again.

"Where are you now?"

"Home on. The police are no longer here. They're ripping everything apart."

"Check the front room, look in my closet for a map containing letters or a list of stock purchases. Check if it's still there or not!" tell Lucas impatiently.

The guilty men immediately take orders from Lucas, before Lucas scolds them more blindly. But for almost half an hour they searched, and they could not find the letter.

"Sorry, Sir! The letter doesn't exist."

Lucas exhaled many times. Damnit damnit! They finally got it again.

"You sure? There really isn't? In Yuri's room?"

"Nothing, sir! We checked everything."

Lucas gritted his teeth.

Inspiration and Hafiz, bren*sek! I won't be that easy to defeat. I still have one more weapon that can't make you guys wart this time.

An evil smile fell on his lips.

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