Beautiful Fugitive

Chapter 19# Installing Tappers

Ama's report is in the process of typing by a local police officer who unfortunately is not Aroon who is in front of her.

While answering the police question about the KDRT done by her fake husband, Ama's eyes occasionally steal around the room. Want to make sure Aroon's whereabouts.

Some of the policemen on the left-right desk and the back corner, but the man he was looking for did not see his nose. The lyrics again towards the wall, there is a structure of the name of the police and his rank. Waw... Anuman Aroon is no ordinary cop. His rank has become IRJEN equivalent to the rank of Dibi - his one police officer Ama currently trusts.

Drr...

Ama and the police officer's attention, disturbed by the ringing of the man's cell phone he met at the shopping earlier.

"Sorry, I have to leave because there are meetings that I cannot postpone. Miss, if you still need my witness statement like that, then take my business card. I'm saying goodbye!"

"Thank you for your help, Sir. And sorry once again for the misunderstanding my husband caused your cheeks to bruise so." Ama answered while pulling the man's business card which read 'Dusit Fren'.

"It's okay, excuse me."

A few minutes away from Dusit, Ama asked permission to use the police toilet. He was approved by the police in front of him.

"Take a left after the hallway yes, miss," said the policeman giving directions to Ama.

Instead of turning left, Ama turned in the opposite direction silently. Climb up to the second floor without anyone seeing him because the policemen on the first floor are busy with their respective jobs.

The hallway in front of him was quite quiet, so the sound of foot clattering from a distance could be heard. The closer the footsteps were, Ama was confused where to hide. Damn, there is no reproach to evade except to enter a room beside him.

Chequek...

"Who are you?"

What the ****! Ama cursed herself, there was a occupant of the room that she entered.

"I__" Ama was silent for a moment when she realized the name tag on the chest of the police uniform. This is the man he was looking for. In her heart, Ama grinned satisfied because she was already in the room oversized target without tired anymore. "I'm just an oppressed woman filing a KDRT report, sir. Intentions run for the toilet, but I'm straying here."

A nyasar? Less trusting. But, Aroon who has the eyes of a land crocodile, fascinated with the beauty and sexiness of the Full Moon. Although her cheeks lebab purplish blue that maybe the woman did not lie to get KDRT, still Purnama beauty can not shift her attention to goods for a moment.

"Sir, where's the toilet? I'm kebelet, uhh ..." Ama deliberately complained of being spoiled while standing restlessly holding her thighs in order to divert Aroon's suspicious gaze.

Well, very plump and voluptuous even if you only hear the moans of this girl. Smooth white skin in a tight red dress with length just above the knee. Clearly provoke the hormone testosterone Aroon.

"Just use my special toilet, it's the door." point Aroon to the right. Ama glanced at the brown door Aroon had pointed at. Looking back at Aroon and smiling very sweet at a glance, deliberately berlanggang sexy to the restroom. Aroon's eyes clearly did not want to miss the opportunity to see the soft buttocks of Purnama. Judging from the face, Ama does look beautiful charming women who will not unexpectedly have deadly skills. The woman's temperament fools opponents like Aroon who Ama believes the man has a predatory side of the enjoyment of the opposite sex.

"Utan, do you hear me?" In the toilet, Ama tries to talk to Utan through the small earphones that she just put in her ear. The tap of water was deliberately turned on so that Aroon did not hear him whisper whispering with Utan.

"Now..." Answer the Ocean with a laptop on her lap, waiting for Ama to finish doing her main purpose Ama to enter the room Aroon, no other than just want to install sound eavesdroppers and mini cameras to be able to monitor the motion of Aroon.

Ama and Lautan want to play beautiful because they believe Aroon was originally just one of the pawns of people behind the puzzle he faced. If Ama followed her cruel desires, then she had easily shot Aroon in the head since that man was busy staring at his body. However, it will not be rash. Like a plant pest, Ama wants to eradicate it all the way to the root.

"Prepare the laptop."

"Already from earlier. You're the only one who's gonna act."

Sianying, it's easy to install eavesdroppers at the police station without being caught. Must be careful and need tricks of subtle trickery. That is, she was willing to be a flirtatious woman in front of Aroon.

Annoyed by Utan's taunts, Ama did not want to speak anymore. Turn off the tap and open the door. But, Ama paled because she faintly heard Aroon was calling and asked about the woman dressed in red. That's the sign, he dong. Ama put her ear to the door.

"So, is it true that there are women who report to the KDRT?"

Must be Aroon calling his subordinates downstairs. Ama grinned. This is why he is willing to get a great tonjokan Lautan which the beginning of the plan just needs a slap doang. Totality is needed to achieve the desire he will achieve.

"Ah, no problem. I met this woman who was looking for a toilet. Happy work!"

Aroon's done his phone show. Ama also tidied her sweet caremel blonde hair. Open the door that turned out Aroon had welcomed him who was not far from the front door of the toilet.

Aroon smiled kindly. A sweet smile from Ama. Furthermore, the woman grimaced softly, "Aww.." while holding her cheek bone which was sick with a strong tonjokan Utan. He did it to attract Aroon's sympathies.

"It must be very painful, right? Right here... Sit down first."

Pucuk loved ulam also arrived. Aroon welcomed himself in this office.

"But I have to go, sir. Scared, my husband's gonna get angry if he finds out I'm reporting to the police." Another in the heart, another in the mouth and also another act that Ama said as she threw her buttocks onto the sofa.

"I__ means, we the police will guarantee your safety from your abusive husband." Aroon. He also seems to be investigating to take his attention by carrying his alibi as a police officer who protects the community. "Women are as beautiful as you are, it's a pity to be beaten" she said.

"Thank you, Sir. You have comforted my worried heart. I'm afraid to go home, sir. Anxious my husband came and could have done anything to treat me. In fact, he used to beat his own wife very brutally."

Curatan kibulannya already hit yet huh? batin Purnama's.

" Kneeling?" spontaneous Aroon beating. The number of words said Ama, only that one that imprints in his dirty brain. He even fantasizes wildly imagining the sexy body of Pollen is a perfect jar in front of him. Suddenly Aroon swallowed his mouth.

"Patience yes. You're safe with me." A Full-handed elus who intends to win over a woman he considers innocent. So smooth.

Ama herself was eager to bite Aroon's hand until it bled blood. But be patient, there will come a time.

They continued to talk until a few minutes passed. Ama has not had a chance to attach the voice eavesdropper and the mini-sized camera she took at SSA headquarters before leaving her first building. Tired of actually hearing Aroon's chatter that the tip of the tip is flocking. Pura pura was comfortable until she coughed.

"May I have a drink?"

"Ah, sorry, sorry. I forgot to offer you a drink so fun I comfort a beautiful woman like you."

Hoekk ... The sea had a nauseous expression opposite the earphone, which was still active in Ama's ears, Aroon would not see the small device because it was covered by her hair that was broken.

" Disease I swear to hear he's a tombal. Buru ah, don't stay there. Or I'll come there to make a mess."

Ama could not reply to the ravings of the Ocean because of Aroon next to her seat.

Why not a man? Earlier, in the mall, Utan was beating a man named Dusit Fren just because the man was holding his waist for a few minutes and why also hear Aroon mengombali his so sewot continuously? Ama asked. Is the ocean jealous? Ck, where is possible. That guy's a bad guy like Vanilla.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to the pantry on the first floor. Special to you, I'll make it out of my own hands. Patience, okay...!"

"Eum, if there is, I would like some green tea, sir." Intentionally Ama asked for a little complicated, let Aroon long for him.

"Sip..."

Aroon finally left the room. Quickly fast Ama put the voice eavesdropper. Slip in between the sofa. For a small, round, marble-sized camera, he placed it in an ornamental plastic flower pot in front of the sofa. Ama hopes that Aroon does not realize that the room has been tapped.

"Ama, manhunt." Beo Lautan.

"Patience, baffle. It's just hapenya." Incidentally, hape Aroon in staying on his desk. Gegas Ama installs a special GPS and compartmentalizes quickly to make it easier for him to intercept all activities hape Aroon as well. He had learned in Vay how to hack hape even though he was not a very good champion.

"Done.." cried Ama report. The ocean across there needs to access briefly to set the eavesdropper and the camera is working properly or not.

"Okay, good job. Everything is okay. I'm waiting for you at the cafe across the street."

A second, Utan reported, the door of the room was open. Aroon came carrying trays on top of which were two white cups.

"Sorry, a little long."

"No really. I'm not even feeling good enough to bother you." Now, it's Ama's problem to get out of that room. Just play away? It will be suspected.

"A drink huh?" The cup is on the table. Not yet Ama said, Aroon's office phone rang. "Wait a minute, I'll pick up."

Ama just nodded. Aroon raised it. Slightly stealing the hearing, the one who called seemed to be the highest Commissioner, as Aroon often said, ready the commander.

"I'm sorry, Amara. I have a job, I have to go right now."

That's what Ama wants. About Amara? He was disguised using that name.

"Yes, Sir. I'm okay. Actually, I also did not feel good to linger in the room Father. Fear there's a bad issue defaming you." Ama stood up from the sofa.

"Don't worry about it and I'm actually planning to take you to dinner." Aroon opened the door for Ama.

"That can be arranged later, sir. My father just stayed on my phone. Kan, we've exchanged numbers." Ama smiled meaningfully hearing Aroon's intentions. Good chance he thought.

They went down to the first floor together. In the service room there were several police officers who faced the complainant.

Bugh...

Ama's left side shoulder was accidentally hit by someone at the wide entrance.

"Sorry__ Ama?"

Aih, dead. Vanila's the one who hit him. Behind Vanila there is Abian who is also expression shocked to see her. Alamakk... Where Aroon was still next to him. Mampus.