Bad Boy Agents

Bad Boy Agents
Direct investigation



The couple's new-labeled lovebirds are currently enjoying their lunch in the cafeteria. Shaka with his chicken noodles and Beautiful with his paste. Two contrasting cultures converge at the same table. Every now and then Beautiful rubbed Shaka's chin as the remaining seasoning of chicken noodles splashed on the man's chin.


“Thanks,” is just that Shaka said without any intention of doing the same to Indah.


“What the hell did you not do,” The brown-eyed girl smiled sweetly at Shaka. Shaka replied to her while gulping down the bottled water in a bottle.


“Later noon, we're going to Dion's house. Children after school are usually not at home. You want to go there when he's not there, right?” whisik Indah leaned her body on Shaka.


“Iya, what time?” Shaka was curious. He stopped for a moment.


“Jam two noon. I've pesen cake that I want to bring to find nyokapnya Dion. Instead, on Saturday tomorrow I will watch. Can?” beautiful Pinta with great hope.


“CAN!” Shaka answered with complete confidence.


“Good!” Beautiful smile happy. He is unaware that Shaka is using him.


These two people ate quickly. Shaka was impatient to wait this afternoon, he would immediately launch his action.


On request, during the day Shaka escorted Indah to Dion's house. A noble-spirited lady greeted them.


“Tante how are you?” beautiful greeting when the two women embrace each other.


“Good news. Beautiful how are you? How much more beautiful is it?” The woman he said was named Deby hugged Indah tightly.


“I'm also good tan. Oh yes knowin, this is Shaka, Lovely girlfriend.” Indah introduced Shaka proudly shortly after breaking her embrace.


“Oh, yes..wah already have a girlfriend,” said Deby while reaching out his hand to salimi by Shaka. Beautiful cheeks blush red with a knotted smile.


“Salam knows Tan, I am Shaka.” Shaka introduced himself politely. It must be beautiful to admit that Shaka's attitude to parents is indeed very polite.


“Iyaa greetings too. Auntie Seneng saw you guys play here. Often dong play here, so that aunt is not lonely. If Dion, where ever bring a girl to the house, her work maiiinn continue,” complained the mother of two children.


“Iya Tan, later Beautiful often deh play here. Oh yes, there is a greeting from Mami for aunt,“


“Salam balik ya... aunty denger mami you are the same friends again vacation to paris ya?” ask Deby who brought Indah and Shaka into his house.


“Iyaaa, regular tan, same social friends. He said about two weeks in Paris, it was going to Turkey. Udah kayak abege aja, streets mulu,” lament Indah do not understand.


“Hahahaha... yes reasonable, her name is also in spoiled husband. Want to try again, the children are already big, no busyness means, yes mending fun yourself right?” deby's move brings Indah and Shaka to the gazebo behind his house. A garden greeted them with a small fish pond decorated with a variety of beautiful flowers.


“Iya tan, only sometimes I'm lonely. He's the same house as Papi doang. That is also the case with Malem. Yes gini deh, the fate of the youngest child whose brother has married all .” Either the complaint or the taste of jumawa that is beautiful shows.


"Hhahaha. patience.so play here often. We can also meet outside if we want to go together." Deby was quite friendly, probably because they were one circle.


“Excuse me Tan, can I take a ride to the toilet?” shaka asked suddenly. This is the reason he made it so that he could launch his mission.


“Oh can dong. Enter the house, and then Shaka turn to the right, there is a bathroom there,” Deby explained without suspicion.


“Siap Tan, thank you.” Shaka patted Indah's shoulder before then passed away.


For the reason of going to the toilet, Shaka chose to look for Dion's room. In this spacious house, it was not an easy thing to find someone's room. Every room with that door looks the same, it makes no difference.


Shaka walked towards the stairs leading to the second floor, “Ada can help sir?” ask a waiter who saw Shaka was wretched.


Shaka was quite stunned to hear the greeting of the young woman.


“Oh yes, I want to go to Dion's room to take the textbook that Dion borrowed. My permission is the same, he said straight to his room. If you may know, which room is next door?” Shaka shrewdly gave an excuse.


“Dion Den room above, let me drop by,” without suspicion the waiter immediately gave help.


“Okey, thanks.” Shaka has the upper hand, his chances are wide open to find as much evidence as possible. He immediately went up to the second floor following the steps of the servant. There are four doors on the second floor. The waiter took Shaka to the room at the end and stopped in front of a white door.


“This is Dion's room. Textbooks are usually stored on the shelf next to the study table,”, said the woman while still looking politely at Shaka.


“Yes thank you Mba. I enter first, if confused later I call Dion aja.” Shaka tried to look as relaxed as possible, as if he and Dion were very close.


“Good den. If aden needs something, just call me.” The waiter politely chimed in.


“Iya,” sahut brief Shaka.


The man entered immediately after the servant left from before him. He began combing through Dion's room without leaving any trace. Dion's room was quite spacious, Shaka's search began on the surface of the Mattress. Look for strands of hair that may fall off, but they don't seem to exist.


Shaka decides to go to the bathroom, take Dion's toothbrush and put it in plastic. The book on the study table he examined using a device that emitted bluish UV light that he removed from his bag. He checked for Dion's fingerprints.


Sure enough, there were a lot of Dion's fingerprints on that table. Shaka took a sample of Dion's fingerprints with a makeshift device he was carrying. Transparent tape that became his mainstay. Finished finding the two things, Shaka entered into a room shaped like a walk in closet. He was looking for a shoe that might have the same sole as the footprint he found.


“Crazy, so much!” shaka exclaimed as he looked at the rows of shoes neatly arranged in one corner.