BETWEEN THE CEO AND THE MAFIA

In Remote Places

Bayu almost reached his destination in the city of P. The place he went to was in a remote area that was quite far from the city center. The road infrastructure there is still bad. Not a paved road but a dirt road that when it rains will be very difficult to pass.

Along the way, you can only enjoy the view of palm oil plantations that are spread wide from end to end. Rarely are houses to be found.

The car continues to go with jolts that make passengers unable to sit quietly. Bayu feels like he wants to curse. The signal is not there. His father really likes to torture people.

An hour later the car entered a house located in the middle of the estate. The area of the house was quite large, consisting of the main house and the barn-like buildings located to the right and left of the house. The back looks like a possible line-up of rented homes for worker residences.

When Bayu arrived there, people were already lined up to welcome him. They were the ones her father assigned to escort her in P City.

"Welcome, sir." One of them welcomed him.

"Show me the place." Bayu ordered.

That person instantly knew what Bayu meant. He drove Bayu towards the building on the right side of the house.

Crick

Two men opened the barn door. Bayu stepped foot into the warehouse. He saw empty oil drums, mounds of dirt, and blue tarps covering something. The blue tarpaulin was brought up until it was seen inside.

It was a pile of marijuana that had been neatly arranged in the form of a block of boxes as big as bricks. That's what Bayu must send from City P to City A. It is about 1.2 tons. Of course, it is very risky to carry that much goods considering they have to travel far between islands. There are many checkpoints to watch out for so as not to get caught. In addition to checkpoints on the land, checks at the port are also no less strict.

Molly thought for a moment. He must find the safest way to get the item to its destination and on time. He still remembers the last time his item was almost known to the police and his father was furious.

"What are your plans to bring this stuff?"

"We're going to put these hemp into an oil drum, then top of it we cover the ground. After that, we cover the top with a weld. Fake road letter distribution of oil has also been made" replied the person who accompanied it.

"What about the inspection at the port? There's usually a sniffer dog in there."

"We've given money to the port officers to do this."

Bayu smiled, "What do you think, Ben?"

Yes, of course Bayu took Ben. He'll be in trouble without Ben's help, the person he trusts the most.

"Port officers are usually not to be trusted, Boss. They are happy to receive money, but for their next business they don't care."

"You're right, Ben. We have also been tricked by port officials several times. There's no point in trusting them."

"In addition, the drum contains liquid objects and solid objects must be very different. If the way is like that, maybe not until the port has been discovered. The ground also cannot outwit the smell of sniffer dogs. I disagree. It's very risky."

The analysis presented by Bayu makes sense. They glanced at each other because they had no other ideas.

"But usually this way always works, sir." he said.

"Yes, maybe yesterday you guys were lucky not to get caught. But, the police definitely keep upgrading the tracking system. Their dogs are also getting more trained. If we continue to use the same way, surely one day will be discovered. How, Ben?"

"Yes, Boss. Looks like this time we have to find another safer way. I hear a lot of small towns get caught because checkpoints are getting more and more and the checks are tight."

"Then, how do I get this much stuff safely?" ask the guy.

Bayu thought hard. He must finish this as soon as possible so that he can also quickly return to Prita. He who feels that Prita's attitude is getting weaker on him should just leave him for this business. He was worried about Prita. Even though there are his men who guard, still he is worried that Prita will leave.

"Let's follow me!" suddenly Bayu walked out of the warehouse with quick steps.

Those who were confused followed Bayu.

"What is this wood for?"

All were amazed because Bayu even asked about the problem of wood. In fact, what they are confused about is how to smuggle marijuana.

"This is a wooden order from J Island, City R. If it's legal, sir."

"Punches these woods to put marijuana." ordered Bayu.

"But, this is already a person's order and should be sent immediately."

Bayu was furious that his orders were being denied, he squeezed his shoulders and stared intently at the person who dared to refute him. "The marijuana must also be sent immediately."

"Good, Sir. I'm sorry." the man was immediately bowed and did not dare to refute.

Bayu smiled, "Put these woods. Then, put marijuana in it. On the outside, give the coffee grounds and cover it back with wood. Try the lid should be as neat as possible to look like whole wood. Can you do that?"

"Can, Sir. But, should coffee be replaced camphor or perfume that is more stinging to fool the smell of sniffer dogs?"

"Don't! Camphor or perfume can affect the quality of marijuana. Better just use coffee."

"Good, sir."

"Do it well. Tomorrow, it's gonna have to be okay. I'm gonna take a break."

They all gawk. Such an idea did not cross their heads at all. Every reason makes sense. Which cop can guess such a clever idea.

Bayu walks towards the main house followed by Ben. He immediately threw himself on the sofa when he reached the living room. During the five-hour road trip he had not had time to rest. It was like all his bones were broken.

"Sit, Ben. I know you're tired too." pinta Bayu.

Ben who was still standing fell on the sofa.

"You're really great, Boss. The idea is perfect. I'm sure this time will go well."

"Let's go. The idea just popped up."

Ben was always amazed by his young boss. Bayu can always overcome the existing problems. In the world of crime, you could say he is the genius. His ideas are brilliant.

"I want to go home soon, Ben." Bayu lamented. He was really fed up in that secluded place. He wants to get back to enjoying the city life and be with Prita.

"What... 'cause Miss Prita?"

"Yes." he answered truthfully without further ado. "You're right, put a guard in there?"

"You don't have to worry, Boss. Which I put there people of choice. I also put five servants there to take care of Miss Prita's needs."

"All right, I believe you. I'm going to sleep."

Bayu got up and walked over to the room that had been prepared for him.

Ben could only see his boss going to the room leaving him. Mayu can sometimes be kind to others. Other times, when angry, he also does not hesitate to finish people's lives. He is almost similar to his father.