BETWEEN THE CEO AND MAFIA 2

Masquerading

"The warehouse of Mr. Saddam's lumber company in the XXX area, he hid two tons of marijuana. Do it yourself there, do not give any notice. Prove that my words are true."

Bayu ended up leaking one of the information he had. During a trip back and forth to City J, Bayu investigated places that might be used as places to hide the marijuana.

"Wood, such information is not something that can be made playful."

"I'm serious."

"Saddam's master was a clean businessman."

Dad is also a clean businessman. Clean because no one ever unpacked the dirty side. If anyone knew the bad side they would definitely be instantly obliterated.

"You won't know until you prove it yourself."

"I could go home and file a lawsuit with my other members. The risk is if the information you provide is wrong, I will get sanctions can even be removed from my position on charges of slander."

"If my information is correct, you'll get a promotion. It's 2 tons of marijuana, a very large amount. Preventing its circulation means you've saved tens of thousands of teenagers from drug harm." The words of Bayu sound very convincing.

Ember immediately fell silent. Maybe he was considering the word Bayu.

"OK, even though we haven't known you for a long time, I think I can trust you."

"Remember, don't let anyone named Hanung Abimayu know about this."

"What's!? What's with him? Is he involved too?"

"Later you'll know."

"Tomorrow I'll try to return to City J. See you there."

"Yes, I'm very much waiting for your return."

"Remember what I said before, Bayu? When I get back, don't raise your gun. Civilians are prohibited from possessing firearms. I can also imprison you."

"Haha.... If a cop like you can protect me, why would I carry my own gun."

"I mean it, don't do anything against the law."

"I'll do it."

Bayu turned off the phone. Prita was still standing before him with a questionable face. His wife must have heard all the conversations.

Mayu contacted someone else again. This time, the one he called was Fredi.

"Master.... "

"I'm back, Fredi."

"What is your job this time?"

"Come with me to J City. You and all your men. Let's free my friend, Ben."

"Later tonight we're leaving."

"Good."

Prita grabbed her husband's hand, "Mas.... Don't." he said with hopeful eyes.

"Ben is also an important person for me, honey. I have to go."

"I don't mean like that. You can save Ben, but don't use force."

"I wouldn't do it if I didn't have to. It's just just in case."

"Then I'll come!" said Prita with a tone full of decisiveness.

Bayu rubbed the top of his wife's head, "Honey, wait for me at home and take care of the kids."

Prita got Bayu's hand off her. He walked to the table to get his phone. Looking intently at her husband, she contacted someone.

"Hello?" a man's voice came from across there.

"Ayaz.... "

Bayu immediately rounded his eyes when Prita mentioned the name. The wife called her ex-husband.

"Yes, why?"

"I need your help."

"Hm, say."

"Please pick Livy up from my house and take care of him for a few days."

"Where are you going?"

"I have business out of town and can't take the kids. Sorry to bother you."

"Ah, okay."

"Thank you."

Prita hung up on him, "I've already left the children to her father."

"May I accompany my husband now?"

Bayu instantly pulled Prita into his arms. His feelings at this moment were jumbled between happy and worried. "Choosing to come with me wasn't a safe option even though I was very happy to hear it."

"I want to come along because I feel safe next to you."

Bayu let go of his embrace, looking at his wife from toe to head. "Before you leave, you must change your appearance first."

He invites Prita to check out from the hotel and takes her to a mall.

"All who come with me are men, you must also be like them so as not to attract too much attention."

Bayu choose clothes that if appropriate for his wife.

"Do I have to go undercover?"

Bayu handed a dark brown male wig to wear Prita.

"I have to wear all this?"

Bayu nodded, "Try."

Prita rushed into the dressing room. The first thing he did was remove the clothes he was wearing, then wrap a long piece of cloth in the chest area to disguise the bulge that was there. He covered it with a plain black shirt with a gray hoody to make his body look more contained. The bottom of it was wearing straight jeans and a sneaker all in black. Still looks like a girl.

She tied up her long hair, covered her head with a hairnet, then paired her husband's choice of wigs.

He looked at himself in the mirror. It turned out that he could be handsome looking like that. Prita feels himself now similar to his own bias, Baekhyun EXO.

Soon he removed the color of pink lipstick attached to his face and replaced it with lip color lipstick to make it look more natural. Eye makeup is also smooth, then smooth brown color that is softer around so as not to look wearing makeup. Not to forget he made aegyo under his eyes to look younger. Then complete it with gray softlens.

Now he is in love with himself. It feels like he can achieve his bias.

"Oh, Baekhyun." he muttered as he praised himself in front of the mirror.

"Darling, is it still a long time?"

The sound of a call from the outside makes Prita's genitals end. Immediately he put makeup equipment into the bag, then his millik shirt that was worn was tidied up in a paper bag.

"Why long ago." Bayu was stunned to see who came out from inside there. His wife really has appeared different, exactly male just low posture.

"Is this good?" ask Prita.

"Yes, Honey. I didn't recognize you."

Bayu scratched his head. It was strange to see his wife look like that. He prefers his wife to appear sek*si especially if wearing lingerie.

"Well guess who I look like?" Prita asked. She knew her husband would not know whose appearance he was emulating.

Bayu seems to think, simple questions are like college entrance exams that are very difficult to find the answer.

"I don't know, but it seems similar to the artist you often watch in your room crying."

Prita frowned, why did her husband know that he often watched EXO video clips?

"Korean singer, huh?"

Prita nodded, "Where does Mas know?"

"Not while I'm gone do you always watch them? The singer whose face is almost the same is all that, right?"

"I get confused every night you cry because you miss me or because you miss them?"

"When you watch the song, you cry?"

Prita chuckled, "I'm crying over you two. Because Mas went long lost without news, then Baekhyun also went to the military. I'm going to be lonely.... "

"Hem, so yes, my rival is growing again.... "

"It's not a rival, Mas. But stash. Don't worry, I'll just keep it in the closet." Prita posed by winking one eye and brandishing two fingers.

"Okay, I'm sorry he didn't know you." Bayu patted the top of Prita's head.

Prita is singing lips.

"We're leaving now, huh? Fredi's coming for you."

Prita nodded.

Bayu was about to hug Prita's waist but his hand was hit hard.

"Huh, why?"

"I'm going undercover, when we want to walk hand in hand? It's weird to see."

"Haha.... Also true. Then how should we go?"

"It is not necessary to hold everything, to walk alone."

"OKAY. But, put this on first."

Bayu put a hat on Prita's head. Looks better.

"My name is not 'Honey' or 'Prita', yes. Call me Eki."

"Why should I be Eki?"

"Because I want to.... "

"OK, okay.... Adek Eki's.... " Wooden Ledek.

Prita stuck out her tongue to mock back.

They walked out of the shop walking in unison. As Prita asked, there was no hand holding even though Bayu seemed to be itching to just hold his wife's hand.

"Mas, do you know the song I listen to every night to cry?"

"Don't call me 'Mas', you forgot? Call me 'Young Master'."

"Ah, yes. I'm sorry, Young Master."

"The voice must be masculine. Why is it so soft."

"Ehm! Okay, Young Master."

Bayu almost laughed at the heavy sound his wife was trying to make. "Good, good.... Keep it that way."

Prita improved his way to look more like a man. It turned out to be very difficult. He should have studied with Andin. He's an expert when it comes to acting like a man.

"The song you listen to often is in Japanese. It's Paper Cuts. I memorized his tone when I didn't like them."

Prita smiled to herself. Apparently true, all this time her husband always noticed her when he considered her to disappear.