Alexio "Pink Diary"

Chapter 135

2 Days later...

“This morning, the extended family of the late successful businessman Suprapto will hold a funeral in Green Hills. And we from Nusa TV would like to offer our condolences for the passing of Mr. Suprapto who had a single accident a few days ago.”

So a piece of news delivered by a television station homeland about the death of Suprapto.

Bisma's large family home has been filled with many mourners from various circles, both politicians, businessmen, artists and social activists who have links with their families.

Sobs accompanied every mourner who came to visit the Bhishma residence, Linda as the figure of the only daughter-in-law unceasingly poured her tears as if she was sad to lose Suprapto as her only in-law.

Andriana sat in one of the seats near Alexio, while Bhishma was in charge of welcoming visiting guests to offer her condolences for Suprapto's death.

“That's patient yes, Bhishma. Too bad we can't see the body from your papa.” Said one of the business people who cooperated with Suprapto.

“Thank you om. I also regret the fate that took papa why should be so tragic.” Bhishma answered, showing her sad face.

“We also offer condolences to your father, Bhishma. May God receive all his goodness during this time.” said one other businessman who is imbued among them.

“Amin, thank you sir for your attention to the late papa.” Reply Bisma still put up a sad mimic.

Suprapto's body that was buried in a best wooden crate was indeed placed in an expensive class of urn where only confined in the form of burnt alias ash only. So no one saw the condition of the body of the man who was reported to have died in an accident and burned in his car.

Even when the expensive urn was brought to the cemetery area for the jetset even, just hugged Bisma with both hands. Linda accompanied next to him while Alexio stood at the back with Andriana accompanying.

Coverage of the death of the old man was quite attention to many people, even the cemetery was crowded both by people with business interests with him and from the camera as news throughout the country and abroad.

Who does not know Suprapto?

“Thank you to all who lovingly and attentively willing and sincerely visit the funeral of our papa, Suprapto. Although he was only buried in the form of ash, but for us, his body is still eternal.” The speech that came out of Bhishma as his son, according to the judgment of people so far.

“For all the good done by papa, hopefully I can still do. As for the ugliness committed by papa, the authorities I still allow to conduct investigations in accordance with applicable law.” Bisma continued to give a speech and camera blitz accompanied every motion of the beautiful man who was already middle-aged.

Flower strands were sown on the already soaring earthen steps at Suprapto's cemetery, as a cover of today's funeral.

One by one the worshipping crowd disappeared from the crowded crowd, leaving only a handful of people until finally remaining Bisma, Linda, Andriana and Alexio in front of the grave bearing the name Suprapto.

“Can we go home?” Andriana's voice broke the silence that had locked these four away.

“Of course Andriana, my body is so tired that I continue to play this ridiculous charade.” Linda answered.

“Come, I also did not feel at home for long in this obscure grave.” Babisma babble.

“Alexio, do you have anything to say?” Bisma asked Alexio, who since the funeral has always been silent.

“What should I say? The name hidden in this tomb I do not know what his name is.” Alexio slid his shoulder.

Of these four people, no one knows whose body they made as the contents of the grave named Suprapto.

Flashbacks!

“No!!! Let go of me...” Suprapto continued to try to free himself from the restraints of the rope following the grip of the Yakuza men who were very tight.

“Hey be calm, you must watch this until you're done, old man!” Dome said, it's very itchy the mouth of this boy when dealing with Suprapto, it's very fond of sticking up like it.

“What do you want to do, huh!” Suprapto's eyes bought wild when he saw a car pulled over in front of him.

Aishhh.

“Get rid of your hands, disgusting.” Suprapto.

“Quick wet in that car.” Dome orders his men who already hold several bottles of liquor and also the bodies of Suprapto's men in it.

“Do not get it wrong, remember that.” Connect Dome again and be taken by his men.

“Siap boss.” Sahut their.

Dome with Bhishma sees how Suprapto's mock death scene uses that way. And they had to make it look like Suprapto's body was burned in the car so that the charade created could be absolutely perfect in the eyes of the people.

When the car is filled with the body and the smell of alcohol stings in it, using objects that can press the gas pedal, yakuza men turn on the car and aim at a building so that there is a hard impact there.

Also do not forget they deliberately pulled the refueling place so that sparks can be snatched easily.

Duars!!!!

Suprapto saw clearly Dome's work with his team.

“Wah, good, so. Yehaaa!!” Dome prancing on the success of making Suprapto's death work.

“Now your task, make Suprapto with doctor Ladh.” Said Dome looking at Bhishma next to her.

“Alright, it will be my business after this.” Reply Bhishma undertakes this.

“And after that, though the angel of death will take the life of the old man. I won't give you a single permit to take his life.” Said Dome earnestly and arrogantly.

Flashback OFF!!

“Damn you all!! I'm still alive!!!” confined in a stuffy room and alone. Suprapto saw the news that reported his death and was buried by the family.

“I'm alive!!!” shouted again. But no one is telling him.

“Let go of me!!” he strengthened his voice, provoking the attention of anyone to enter or if there was need to help him.

At one place, Alexio and Dome were sitting looking at each other on the floor below them. The roar of the waves and the breeze of the sea also ravaged their hair.

Yeah, they're in the middle of the ocean, on a yacht owned by the Yakuza mafia.

“What should we do to him, I have not wanted to throw him to the shark.” Said Dome inhaling the aroma of his concentrated coffee.

“It's not that easy to just end it. I'll torture him until he wants to die better.” Answer Alexio.

“Betul. What if we did what psycho often does, like cut his fingers, skin them and then give salt and vinegar, keep giving jalapeno to his cock, bulging his head and then filled with water.....” long sentences spoken from Dome's lips enough to make Alexio's eyebrows wrinkled.

“Why? Isn't cool. Come on, I've always wanted to try out the killer series' technique. When else is there an experiment like this.” Seloroh Dome with her sinless face.

“You are terrible.” Alexio commented but was only responded by Dome with a bitter laugh.

“Hey, put it near the old man, listen to what I said earlier. At least can be a deliveryman for his nap.” Dome's orders to his men, he handed over a cellphone that recorded his crazy speech earlier so that Suprapto could know what kind of torture list would be felt later.