Bad Boy Agents

Chicken noodle promise

The sunlight entered through the window slit of a classroom that looked silent and silent. Today is the fourth day of the final semester exam. The students revealed their tense faces with furrowed foreheads. No sound was heard other than the detikan clock that began to dominate heard on the side of the room.

The exams at this school run as they should. Teachers were also present to supervise the course of the exam. This international school is now temporarily taken over by the government until the legal problems that occur in this school are resolved.

One by one the answers had been Gayatri content. Of the sixty questions, there are 33 more numbers left that he has to work on. The girl tried to work on it as quickly as possible because she wanted to attend the verdict hearing for Rasya's case.

If you look at the trial schedule, the trial has been running about an hour ago. Hopefully there will still be a chance for Gayatri to attend.

In the sealed room, the middle of the court ruling on the Rasya case. The two defendants accompanied by lawyers each looked serious about the demands made by the public prosecutor. Many points of demand are read out. Sometimes they seem to negotiate. The demands given are indeed very severe in the form of a death sentence.

That sentence was the first. Not to mention the charges for the Gayatri kidnapping case, torture of witnesses and drug trafficking cases that show a long enough link.

Oliver's legal adventure doesn't look like it's going to be over in no time. One by one the case of the mosque demands were settled to completion. Oliver and Arisman's lawyers can only be pensive, he can't provide other defences to their clients. These two defendants are in a cornered condition that somehow has to solve it.

“Please, we are waiting for the reading of the plea offense from the defendant,” said the judge gave an opportunity.

A script has been prepared by Arisman. He looked at the script with worry. One of the pleadings he will convey is about his position as a father and husband in his small family. He took the time to look at his son and wife who were sitting behind and they were just silent. The look of disappointment was clearly visible from the eyes of the two.

Arisman finally shook his head. For him right now he had no meaning in the eyes of those two people. Why did he read out the plea bargain?

The script was finally put on the table. He sat down waiting for the judge's verdict.

“Please proceed Judge,” said Arisman weakly.

“You sure?” ask the judge again.

Arisman nodded confidently. “Ya, I am very sure.” The man said with great determination.

Deby who heard that could only sigh deeply and then throw it away slowly. He clenched his lips tightly to hold back bitterly. No one else could defend her husband. His crimes cannot be forgiven.

Although all he did for the princess, but what does it mean if his beloved daughter is now gone. There has never been a comparable crime, let alone a murder.

God is very fair. When Arisman admitted his mistake, his daughter was gone forever. It was as if his departure awaited the confession of Arisman, the father he loved so much.

Just then, the judge read out his verdict. Oliver and Arisman were both sentenced to life terms. And the trial process for the case of Rasya's death also met its end, but not yet finished for other charges.

The whole courtroom was boisterous with the judge's decision. They are quite satisfied to see the end of this legal process. Shaka got a lot of congratulations and condolences from many parties and he could pitch out of the courtroom with a sense of relief.

A ringing phone rang out clearly as Shaka arrived at the mouth of the door. The man answered immediately. "Ready!" shaka.

“The trial is done?” The question was conveyed by Dwi via telephone.

“Siap, already.” Shaka replied with a feeling of relief.

“Thank God. I'm so relieved to hear it.”

“Ready, thank you Dan.”

“Sama-sama Shaka. I have something to say, Shaka.”

“Ready, I listened.” Shaka was a very obedient soldier.

There was a heavy sigh coming from Dwi's mouth, inevitably she had to convey this. “The federal constitutional court requested that the trafficker be brought to Germany, for further investigation into his international drug syndicate. We've taken care of all the administration and legality. I hope, you can bring her here tomorrow.” That is what Dwi said.

Shaka was silent for a moment. He had already guessed this before. Oliver's crime is an international crime. To uncover the other cases, they must get detailed information from Oliver. And that's where all of Oliver's crimes have to be fully surgically removed.

“Ready, Dan!” That's Shaka's only sahutan. Because he has no other choice.

There was no other meaningful conversation until the call was closed.

“There is a problem, Bang?” ask David who is not far from Shaka.

Shaka immediately turned his head and shook his head at the two comrades. “Prepare, tomorrow we go home.” Shaka's answer sounded firm.

The two people were silent and unmoved. Only Alya then turned to Galih who was talking to some media crew who asked him news. Lately the man has been busy serving his fans. Is there still a chance for them to talk?

A girl ran quickly out of her class. He immediately headed for the parking lot because he planned to go to court soon.

Unfortunately, he had just arrived at the parking area, his steps had to stop when it turned out that Shaka was waiting for him in the parking lot. The usual place he parked his bike.

The man immediately stood up when he saw Gayatri coming. Her smile was broadening and welcoming the girl.

Gayatri's move changed slowly. His gaze could not be separated from the figure of Shaka who looks dashing with his neat shirt. It felt thrilling, like the man had come to say goodbye.

Now Gayatri and Shaka stand facing each other. They stared for a while, and Shaka crouched down in front of Gayatri. He tied the loose Gayatri shoelace to his own foot as he ran.

There was a feeling of sadness that Gayatri felt when she saw the man tuck his shoes tightly so that they would no longer come off.

“The test is done?” the man asked, standing before Gayatri.

Gayatri nodded slowly. “The trial is finished too huh?” The girl asked back.

Shaka nodded back. He took a helmet and put it on Gayatri. “Temenin I ate chicken noodles yes...” his door after putting the helmet on Gayatri's head.

Gayatri nodded in agreement. He took his jacket out of the trunk of the motorcycle and immediately put it on.

“Pake my motor aja,” Shaka pat the bonce in his motor.

Gayatri did not protest much. He follows Shaka to ride on the motorbike driven by Shaka, sits comfortably and holds on to the left and right sides of Shaka's jacket.

“Taste bonceng granny dah,” taunt the man. Once he pulled Gayatri by the hand to hold her tightly.

Gayatri just smiled a little at Shaka's behavior, it was more comfortable to embrace Shaka like this. He can lean on Shaka's back which is this wide and wide.

In one gasp, the motor drove away from the school. Shaka deliberately put it slowly in order to enjoy a longer time with Gayatri. Every second feels so meaningful and a pity to miss. Everything will not be able to be repeated because of that, he wants to enjoy it now.

“We want to eat chicken noodles where?” ask the confused Gayatri. There have been a lot of chicken noodle vendors that they passed, but Shaka still continues to advance his motorcycle.

“Farthest day.” So is the man's word. Through the right rearview mirror, Gayatri saw Shaka's small smiling lips.

“No problem, wherever you want to take me away, this time I will not protest.” Gayatri said with confidence. He is getting more comfortable leaning on Shaka's back.

It was quite a journey they took. Currently they are already at the border of Jakarta Bogor. The change in air temperature is clearly different. Shaka's motorcycle pace gets slower and ends up completely pulled over at a simple chicken noodle shop. They went down and entered the shop.

“Still pack?” ask Shaka later.

“There, but the saw is a little bit more. It's okay?” ask the merchant.

“Nothing Sir,” Shaka said.

“Good, I made it first huh. Please wait inside,”

The middle-aged man invited Shaka and Gayatri inside, rubbed the table and took the bowl of the former buyer.

Shaka and Gayatri were sitting at that spot. The place is in the highlands and can see the tea plantations that stretch below there.

“Lo know where this place is from?” Gayatri was really curious, because she just found out that there is a place as comfortable as this even though it is very simple.

“Gue also just found out. Random just pick the place.” I am that man with a small smile.

“Ngaco lo.” Gayatri became anxious herself with Shaka's behavior.

“Say if the planned one likes to fail, but the impromptu one never fails. Here's the proof, we found the chicken noodle shop in the attractive bonus view. Aye right?” Shaka is good at reasoning.

“Hem, can, can.” The dimpled girl nodded her head while holding back her smile. Making Shaka look at the girl carefully while propping up his chin with his right hand.

“Why?” Gayatri realized that she was being stared at. His face was reddish.

“View beautiful which is actually lo,” said the man seriously.

“Basi,” Gayatri rubbed Shaka's face to stop looking at him, but the man caught Gayatri's hand and held her tightly and kissed her.

“Gue seriously,” firmly Shaka.

“Ck! Lo breakfast what's so weird like this?” Gayatri tries to let go of Shaka's hand, ashamed of fearing others would notice. But the man firmly grasped it.

“Breakfast kangen.” Just so long as the man answers.

Gayatri chuckled at him. “Lo learn flabbings from where the hell? Really bad,” taunted the girl.

“Jeez, it's natural Aya. Not with a tutor. You're not touched?” Shaka looks disappointed.

Gayatri just sniffed her shoulders.

Not long after, a chicken noodle order came, making Gayatri let go of Shaka's hand. The old man put two bowls each in front of the buyer. Fragrant noodles are very tempting, especially there is a chicken claw that is used as a bonus by the seller.

“At dinner first yes.. hopefully lukaaa...” said the man.

“Still sir.” Kompak Gayatri and Shaka.

Laki-laki itu mengangguk sambil tersenyum.

Shaka and Gayatri begin to enjoy chicken noodles in front of him. Add sauce and sambal to make it feel good. His seductive look made their saliva feel already gathered at the corner of his lips.

The atmosphere was silent for a while, they were so enjoying the food. Occasionally Shaka notices Gayatri who looks ravenous, the same as him. Her bulging cheeks made Shaka anxious himself and slightly pinched him.

“Eemmm... what the hell is it?” groaning Gayatri who felt disturbed. Shaka only smiled once then rubbed Gayatri's head fondly.

Portions of chicken noodles each has been exhausted in voraciously. Both of their stomachs felt so full. Added warm fresh tea water, make their bodies immediately sweat. Shaka took a piece of tissue and then wiped it on Gayatri's sweaty forehead.

“Thanks,” said the girl.

Shaka just smiled as he looked at Gayatri's face that looked reddish from feeling spicy. Her slightly flushed lips look so attractive when pursed to exhale her to throw off the spicy taste.

“Where is the test today?” shaka asked suddenly.

“Lancaar. I thought, I'll be done spit so I can attend the hearing. But apparently, it's hard as well. Make mumet. Sorry yes, I could not nemenin lo,” said Gayatri regretfully.

“No problem. I am happy because I know your priorities. Good girl!” said Shaka while rubbing Gayatri's head.

They looked at each other for a few moments, throwing smiles at each other with deeply changing gazes.

“Tomorrow, I'm leaving. Take a special plane.” The sentence was uttered by Shaka with great regret.

“Hem, ok!” sahut Gayatri with her face trying to smile despite tightness in the chest.

“Okey? Just okay, yeah?” Shaka scrunched his forehead to hear Gayatri's reply.

The girl nodded. “Moreover I can say, eemm be careful on the way. Or while there do not forget to eat. Or. Take good care of yourself. Is that enough?” Gayatri asked Shaka.

“Lo don't ask me to make it back?” Shaka is not out of thought with Gayatri's farewell. Does it have to be that light?

“If I asked, would it not be a burden to you? Will you have no trouble?” The girl complains but makes it difficult for Shaka to answer.

Yes, Shaka did not answer. He was pensive for a while while looking at the greenery of the plantation which was illuminated by the afternoon sun.

“If you ask, I will definitely try. Right now, I have no purpose whatsoever and nowhere other than nyelesein mission. But, if you want, I feel that the purpose of my life now is not just about the mission. But I also dream. Lo is in it.” Shaka said it really. His gaze was so fixed on Gayatri, a million hopes were set for the girl to understand her meaning.

Gayatri fell silent to Shaka's words that pierced her heart. The man grabbed Gayatri's hand lying on the table and gently kissed her.

“Gue is serious Aya, you have new dreams and hopes in my life. My biggest reason for staying and coming home safe. Therefore, I will definitely go home. You can wait, right?”

Shaka's question really made Gayatri's heart flutter. He just realized, if Shaka does not mess with his words.

“Gue will be waiting. You must have survived any mission and I can see you all right. That's what I'm asking now,” said Gayatri in the end.

“Promise,” timpal Shaka with full confidence.

Both of them breathed a sigh of relief. Amidst her turbulent feelings, there was a pair of hands that were still clasping each other tightly. They both sip fresh tea water that starts to cool, but still feels warm to the heart of both hearts.

That twilight, they stared at him together before then tomorrow had to split up.