
“Master, there is a shipment for you.” Suprapto's men presented a black box wrapped in clear plastic as a protector.
Suprapto flicked his palm, expelling the burly man with a tattoo on one side of his face. Then after staying in the room, he plugged into the disc-shaped object and waited for the display screen.
The video?
Click! It shifts the cursor on a file that only has one. Pressing it.
The pink wall was plastered as a video background that had been played by the disk. Just a wall, not a single silhouette of someone appeared there. And the duration of time goes on, quiet. Suprapto's patience was almost drained and his fingers were ready to pull out the disk if only the next second the mysterious voice did not come out.
“How does it feel to take the life of your own grandson, old man?” a good start as the opening sentence of the conversation, simply makes Suprapto stunned to listen.
“What did he say?” suprapto
“You are so savage, not only did you take the life of your own grandson, but you also made him write false stories and accuse innocent people of covering up your own crimes.” The owner of the voice.
“As far as you know, your grandson left one piece of evidence that you made him write something that contradicted the real facts, following a voice recording stating that you were the real culprit.”
“Fuck, who is this guy.” Suprapto's mouth was getting upset. His face was red.
After the mysterious sound, Suprapto's voice recording recorded by Roni interjected afterwards. Suprapto's ears caught it clearly if it was him, his eyes widened wildly realizing if a danger alarm was accompanying the one he was hearing at the moment.
“Damn it!!” his screech immediately got up and moved towards the door, looking for his men who were guarding there.
Brak!!! The sound of the door being opened forcibly shocked the guards present in front of him.
“Tu-lord!” say them
“Quickly ask the news of our headquarters to the guards there, fast!!!” order Suprapto with a high voice.
“Si-ready sir,.” They said, and one of Suprapto's men pressed the call and contacted Suprapto's men who were there.
“This sir.” The man handed the phone to his boss, and Suprapto quickly and violently grabbed it.
“Bag---“ greeting Suprapto floating when struck first his men.
“Bos, the headquarters has been surrounded by the police, all the evidence has been confiscated. I managed to escape because many colleagues were caught and also shot in there.” Suprapto's men who were guarding his headquarters reported the news that was able to destroy Suprapto's emotions at that time.
“SIALAN!!!” with emotions soaring, Suprapto slammed his men's cell phones, the faces of Suprapto's men implying they had to keep up a demeanor, no one speaks if they do not want to be dor by their boss.
The news of Suprapto's scandalous involvement in illicit business was debunked by evidence that it was just a business war with his enemies. Now all must be swallowed bitterly by the fact that he is indeed the city of the illicit business. Not to mention the establishment of charitable foundations by him only alibis cover the business of buying and selling organs and trafficking of people taken from the foundation itself.
He made a fake adoption and in that way he took organs and sold them to clients who wanted them, not to mention clients who want to buy young girls who are virgins are available because Suprapto does take children who are still pure and cared for and monitored well as its business capital.
“I suspect if the one involved here must be that guy.” Allegedly Suprapto mused in a corner of his study, he just got a call from his lawyer that the police called him to be questioned. But the habits of the rich are problematic, the reason for illness will be the main basis of the escape from the initial introgation.
“Do we need to give a similar warning, sir?” the Suprapto confidant who always accompanied during his life was giving input.
“Of course, we give a surprise to the person, apparently he was not deterred by the incident the first time like.” Decih Suprapto clenched his hands impatiently, his frequent rise remembering that soon he would repay the actions of those who had dared to touch him.
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Elsewhere, Bisma and Linda were relieved to see news from the media stating that Suprapto's business was revealed. The headquarters had already been searched and the old man could not dodge any more with hard evidence pointing at him.
A satisfied smile printed perfectly on the face of Linda who was cool watching from her ipad, she who was arranging fresh flowers in a glass pot also hummed cheerfully. Eventually part of Suprapto was nudged to the brink of collapse, just one step away from the evidence he had to take down the man he was in-laws.
The crane!!!!
The ringing of his phone screamed loudly, he picked up the thing he had placed on the table. Just a few seconds after the call took place, the phone that had been stuck in his right ear had been sprawled against the hard floor where his feet rested. His eyes widened perfectly, his lips mute and body trembled violently.
“Ti-no, no!! No!!” Jerit Linda heard the news just now. He was confused to do anything, his brain power seemed to just die of its function. Until one of the household assistants approached due to worry, “Mrs what happened?” ask the assistant
“Contact my husband, contact my husband!” shrieking Linda frustrated, that was all she could throw from her lips that was still difficult to string sentences.
Gegas the assistant walked in on entering the house to the phone to contact his employer to go home immediately at the request of the big lady.
It took 25 minutes for Bisma to reach her home, in a hasty step she searched for the whereabouts of Linda who was rumored to be screaming hysterically from her domestic assistant. From the info he obtained, his wife was in the backyard where the bungan garden was located.
“Sayang.” Call Bisma when he reached the place where his wife had managed to sit the body, but with lethargy and looks sad.
“What's up?” The bisma sat flat on grass, one of her knees supported. The back of Linda's hand that looked chaotic in her eyes.
“Hiks. Bhishma...” The sobbing of Linda so bitterly welcomed the presence of Bhishma, the man quickly grabbed his wife's body, calming her down.
“Andriana... Andriana in cu-kidik.” Linda continued crying loudly, even her body was great
“What?” bisma asked pulling her arms and looked at his wife.
“Andriana was kidnapped and they threatened to hurt my sister Bisma, I have to how!” erang Linda is frustrated