Bad Boy Agents

Important invitation

The corner of Shaka's lips gave a small smile seeing Gayatri's efforts to hold him back. The girl did not hesitate to hold Shaka's arm tightly. Is it necessary to talk about the new Dion this girl wants to get close to him?

“So how, want to be my handler? If you want, I'll tell you.” Look, the guy's starting to play the trick.

“Ck! Lo yes! Emang lo do not intend to tell me,” Gayatri screeching with a slap. He released Shaka's hand which he held tightly, then crossed his side.

Apparently this girl was upset, her patience was only as thin as a tissue in for seven.

“He said, lo traumatized as he was,” Shaka deliberately lured the girl beside him. Instantly, Gayatri's face turned deathly pale. He did not flinch, still wondering what Dion really said.

It seems that Shaka's guess is correct, whereas the man only guesses based on what Gayatri shows whenever Dion approaches him.

“He who made lo diem and lo voice lost. Aye right?” Again Shaka added his sentence, making Gayatri's eyes blink in shock. The sparkle was gone, changing in fear.

Shaka is deliberately lying, because he wants to make sure what he sees is true. From the change in Gayatri's expression, it is clear that what he said is indeed true.

“One thing I want to ask, why do you always look at Dion's hands? Is it because it's bigger than my hand?” Behind her joke, Shaka had a serious question.

He saw some similarities between Gayatri and Dion. Yes, the equation is a distinctive skull tattoo on Dion's hand, a skull sticker on Gayatri's helmet and this new one is, a skull sticker on a large motorized fender that Gayatri said belonged to her brother.

What is the connection between these three people?

“It is better to go home, I want to rest,” said the girl firmly. His curiosity suddenly disappeared. His attitude changed, he did not look at Shaka in the slightest.

Shaka breathed his breath rough, he understood perfectly well that a Gayatri seemed to need some time to calm himself down.

“My number is active if you want to talk,” said the young man while patting the shoulder of a sagging Gayatri, before finally leaving the girl to calm down.

Gayatri did not chim in, she let Shaka go. Several times he sighed heavily and exhaled violently. His field chest he rubbed to calm the heart jump in his chest cavity.

“You're back lo?” asked Barkah who accidentally passed by at the door of the house. The man was carrying a large crackle filled with groceries. There were many fruits that he bought.

“Iya Beh, saying yes first. Sorry to have taken notes,” Shaka salim briefly on the man.

“Iyaa, ati-ati lo on the road. Laper, you come here. My shop is open from eight in the morning to ten in the mall. That's also if the sotos don't run out. Anyway, if you need anything yes!” He was so considerate of the young man who had helped him.

“Iya Beh, greetings make merry, excuse me,” say Shaka.

“Iyaa tar I'm sampein. Straight back to lo!” house Barkah waved his hand at Shaka.

The girl did not react to anything. Choose to go into his room to calm down.

****

For a gayatri, today Shaka is like fireworks and firecrackers that give him a lot of surprises from the blazing blast of feeling. Not painful but very surprising. Just imagine, the man said that he was talking to a Dion. Dion has traumatized her.

In the corner of his room Gayatri sat down. He cupped his pale face after hearing many words from Shaka. He told the man to leave, but there were still many things he wanted to hear. Shaka's departure was not his full wish, he was simply reneging on the fear that suddenly ambushed him.

“Lo shouldn't be the same as Dion. I don't want you to go like Rasya.” That faint-sounding phrase came out from Gayatri's thin lips.

For a Gayatri, Dion was not an easy person to deal with. Other than that man was rude, he did not hesitate to make someone disappear from this world. He is good at using the hands of others to get rid of people he does not like as he did with Rasya.

“Lo in danger Shaka,” Gayatri as realized, if the position of the kang rusuh that is currently not safe. Isn't Dion able to do anything, moreover he already gave Shaka a warning?

“Akh shit!” grunts Gayatri with annoyance. He was still thinking about what he should do now to help Shaka. He does not want to miss a single important thing that makes him regret later.

In a different place, Shaka just arrived at his house. The perfect man parked his bike in the basement and went down to his secret room. The lights in the dark room were automatically lit. After pressing the passcode and scanning the retina of the eye, the door of the room was opened. He went in to save and check some evidence he got.

The young man pulled up his chair and sat in front of his computer. He entered a secret password and immediately did a search for some of the things he saw. The phone he uses is also connected to a computer to upload the images he can. Yeah, the skull he shot from Gayatri's helmet.

“Image of skull, I have to find out this on the internet. There should be,” Shaka muttered to himself. He started surfing in cyberspace. His gaze was so focused, looking carefully at the 32-inch wide screen. Several pages of skull images in notya, but up to page six, the image that Shaka was looking for was also not visible.

Of the many skull images that appear on the screen, there are only two or three images that look similar. Unfortunately when Shaka clicked on it, it turned out that the link had been removed. There are also those whose access is prohibited.

“Akh shit!” snorting Shaka with annoyance. It was very difficult to find out things related to Gayatri and her surroundings.

He brushed his hair rough, annoyed with all the tangled red threads and so hard to untangle. In between the annoyance, there was an incoming message that Shaka received. A message from an unknown number.

“Bro, this eleven o'clock malem race. It's time we need to get one of the motor recess genk. I'm sure you'll win.” The message that Shaka received.

“How much is my payment?” Shaka replied to her quickly. This is his chance to find out about the skull logo. When the children of the motorcycle genk invite it, it can be ascertained that this race is safe.

“30 million. Lo will also replace the position of vice chairman of genk if you win.” As soon as the offer that Shaka received.

“Gue does not need the position of vice chairman genk. Instead, help me find out about this picture, if you can, I just came.” Shaka sent a picture of the skull he took from Gayatri's helmet.

“Aman, I can find out this. Definitely lo dateng if you want to know the details.” Once the contents of the message reply from the child genk motor. Shaka smiled faintly, there is always a way to Rome.