Beautiful Fugitive

Chapter 30# Finding Location Points

For the safety of those closest to him, Simi and Ama are currently working together on a giant bomb project system in front of them. The ninja-like all-black costume, which only shows the eyes behind special white glasses, is now attached to protect the bodies of the two women.

The button that needs a neat function setting, is brought to the attention of Ama now.

"Don't touch that!" lerai Ama to Dusit who intervened to directly monitor the performance of Ama and Simi.

Then, Dusit immediately raised both hands from the yellow button that had been the attention of Ama.

"I just want to help," Dumel reasoned.

"Oh, then please do it!"

Dusit preferred to keep his mouth shut rather than have to reply to Ama's ridiculing words. In fact, the girl next to him was very presumptuous to say that stupid, ignorant man.

"Don't talk to you if you still want your friends safe."

Ama grits her teeth, losing heart if Dusit threatens her using the safety of Utan, Abian and Vanila.

Want to finish the job immediately. Ama continues to work hard to connect server after server which is planned to create a nuclear launch lock system automatically that only needs to press one button. Dusit who was enthusiastic until immortalized with a camera phone that was planned to be sent to Fren-the father who became the brain of the project whose function will be misused later.

***

"Bright..."

In Indonesia, Fren who was in his room laughed evilly after watching the work of Ama and Simi through a video sent by his son.

Unpatiently, Fren made a video call with his son.

"Dad...!" greet Dusit cheerfully.

The faces of the two men of different ages looked happy.

"I guess, when will it be finished, Dusit?"

"Wait a minute, I'll ask!" Dusit who had been away to the side of the room, now moved towards Ama. "Dad said, when is it finished?"

Ama pura tuli's.

"The full!"

He deliberately ignored Dusit who was behind him.

"Simi, when's the end?" Dusit asked Simi who was a little away from Ama's position.

Simi simply responded by raising her shoulders while checking the setting note paper that Ama had given her.

"You're all like mute people!" as if Dusit was upset. The father who witnessed it immediately broke up his son to be patient facing two tough women who he guessed was deliberately mocking the child.

"Say the same Mr. commissioner colonel of the TNI but the CORRUPT TRASH-it-"

"Amaaaa, watch your mouth!" Dusit's index finger rebuked Ama from a three-step position for not accepting her father in despicable. But.... Ama mana cares Dusit's index finger. The girl even approached Dusit who was immediately on standby to pull out a gun for him to hold towards Ama's face.

Seeing the behavior of Dusit who read his gestures that were afraid of him, Ama laughed discordantly. Then he said, "Relax Dusit, as long as my friend is under your control, then I am still a cute cat. I just want to say hello to your father. Can you?"

Dusit did not make a sound but stared at his habndpone screen as if he would ask for his father's approval.

"Give it, you need to exchange words with him too." agreed Fren. After the hape was in Ama's hands, the girl moved to the side of the room while opening the cloth covering her head. Masks and special thick white glasses were dislodged Ama showed all her beautiful face.

A slanted smile rose for Fren to see.

"One new month this project will be finished." lied Ama who just wanted to play Fren.

"I don't believe it, unfortunately."

"I'm giving you only twelve hours from now."

"STUPIDS! It's easy, huh?"

In the idiot village, across the street Fren was even smitten.

"Purnama, Purnama .. I'm not a fool, but a clever one. So, do not be like that and do not try to fool me. I've been monitoring your performance for a long time, starting with reports from Simi and Ken, who are my trusted partners. Maybe actually, the nuclear launch system is already finished but you actually deliberately slowed it down, right? "

Just know him. Goddamnit! Rutuk Ama in the heart.

" Don't know to be a person. Indeed, if I work in a hurry, if you want the radio to slide just one meter. "

A metre? Fren ignited emotions. One meter is called a complete failure.

" Anyway, tomorrow has to be. Otherwise, Dusit would have killed his hostage. Remember Ama, their salvation is all in your hands."

Ama's jaw tightens. I want him to bully that guy, which unfortunately he could not do because of the distance and of course the movement of Ama locked invisible because of his weakness in the Ocean and two other people who became their hostages.

" Tomorrow will be. But after that, let go of my son!" Simi spoke up, and from that moment he was just a listener from a distance. Simi just wants to make sure Fren promises about the freedom of the child after the project that Simi knows will be launched to the State of Indonesia when there will be a new leader election. Other nukes, Simi knows will be launched in the country as well. Fren wants to control the Thai kingdom alone which he said is still in the king's great-grandson there.

Hearing Simi's confession, Ama snorted towards the woman with a sharp look.

"Haha... Good ghost that I love so much." Praise Fren which is certainly full of meaning ridicule for Simi to hear.

"Take it, hapenya. Talk to your trash-in-law!" Ama throws the hape hard towards Simi who is ogah ogah captured by Simi because he is also fed up with Fren. As a result .. pyarr.. broke hit by the wall. Simi dodged over catching the hovering hape.

"Argh... My hape!" Dusit groaned looking at his broken pine hape.

Ama and Simi relaxed leisurely without sin. The two women were indifferent by returning to work on the project in front of him.

"You guys... Argh..." Dusit wrath restrained. Her hair was irritated that her hands had wanted to strangle Ama from behind. "Patience, Dusit. After the work is done, then you are free to do anything to him, "his mind while looking at the interest of the professional body Ama who is not realized by the Empu body in because it will turn his back to Dusit.

***

Elsewhere, in a car. Four members of Kurcil Smart namely, Typhoon, Vay, Lightning and Thunder are busy looking for the location point Ama position. An hour ago, the loyal friend of Ama, just arrived in the country of the white elephant. Not willing to waste time, Vay who is an IT expert tries everything possible to find the last signal of Ama's or Lautan's mobile phone.

"Ama is hard to detect," irritated great-granddaughter Vay who was in the back cabin with her husband - Lightning.

"Utan, how?" ask Typhoon. The former chairman of Kurcil Smart was the one driving the car.

"I try to do it." Vay is back to operating its advanced screens. Every minute he tried, he failed. "The person we're dealing with must be an expert as well. For example Simi, she's an SSA like Ama."

"So where are we going?" confused Thunder. A big brother's mind is branching. Between her sister-Ama and her family at home. Although half of Kurcil's members look after his family, it is still a human nature that has a high level of anxiety.

Silence, they have not found a solution. Lightning that supports his chin, accidentally glanced at a special watch belonging to the wife whose fingers were still sailing on the keyboard.

"Topan, Guruh, do you have a special Kurcil watch make as well?" ask Lightning while showing off his sophisticated luxury watch that was deliberately designed luxury by Guruh - the creator first. The two people in question, kompak agree. And then raise your hand around the clock.

"Do you have the same thought, that both Utan and Ama use the attributes of Kurcil?"

Vay immediately smiled meaningfully towards Lightning. "My husband is the best." Praise Vay. Thunder and Typhoon in the front cabin, flat lyrics to each other hear and watch the purity of the couple behind there. "I'll tell the other Kurcil to activate his special button" continued Vay.

Understand with Vay's intention, the other three Kurcil in the car compactly removed each clock. Turn the object over, then press a small button behind it. All GPS point servers will be read to each other if the ten hours are activated. That's how Kurcil Smart's advanced tools work.

"Well, I'll tell the Twins and Rainbows to activate theirs" said Storm who was on Vay's phone.

Dead call. Waiting for a few minutes in a car whose path was deliberately catapulted by the Typhoon, finally Vay's laptop screen found the point where Utan and Ama were in the same place.

" Come, Pan. The gas stations, Utan and Ama are very far away from us. Here, we have to travel five hours. That means, we'll be until twelve o'clock."

"Working the mission is indeed more conducive at night" said the ambiguous Typhoon while suppressing deep gas. The car was splitting the road at high speed. Like a shrill snake, Typhoon was very good at overtaking here and there on the city road.