
In an old building on the outskirts of the city, Wenda was seen sitting on a wooden chair while enjoying a lit cigarette. Smoke from the nicotine-laden rods appear to decorate this room accompanied by the distinctive aroma of cigarettes that may be disturbing for people who are not familiar with the aroma. Luckily in this room, all were smokers so none of them protested what Wenda was doing.
"Today you start working. Because I think today is the right time to carry out my plan!" wenda's edict to some of the men who will be an extension of his hand to carry out all the plans that he has arranged carefully.
"What should we do, boss?" asked one of the men with his innocent face.
Wenda was slightly flabbergasted by what one of his men said. He was really anxious because this guy was still asking what he should do.
"What did you say? Are you still asking what you should do? What class of criminals are you? Class, class or class what? You still have to ask me what to do!"
One of the thug-statured boyfriends could only smile clumsyly at the stupidity of this friend of his. He also explained what his friend was questioning.
"I mean this friend of mine, when should we execute or execute that plan we boss?"
Wenda gave a slightly rough breath while kneeling her temple. He did not expect if one of the men he had recruited belonged to the group of thugs bo*doh who was only a big body but his brain jumped.
"Today you can already execute that plan. You follow first where the car driven by Arga stops. And there you can instantly sabotage that man's car."
"Where is the boy from Wiraguna going to the boss? Will my situation and others be safe without anyone sniffing our movements?"
"You just calm down. Today, Arga's lover has a performance schedule in an area filled with a stretch of forest on his left right side. I think that place will be safe for you to carry out your plans."
"Okay boss, I'll work as much as possible. I will make sure that Arga and his lover will die and be wiped out of the world."
"good. I'll transfer the fee soon to you. Remember, I don't want to hear you guys fail in this plan. I'm waiting for some good news from you guys tonight. News that Arga has died in an accident!"
"That's definitely the boss. We will do our best. And I make sure everything will work out like a plan."
A grin rose on Wenda's lips. In his imagination, the shadow of Arga's car shattered into pieces mired into the forest. And the man's life could not be saved. Just like what he had done to the mother of his stepson.
Wenda's smile grew even more when he imagined that Dewi, who was the favorite young woman of the in-laws, would be a victim. He felt that his plan this time would be a great success with the destruction of the two favorite people in-laws.
Once patted, two flies will die. Yes that is what you will experience . Am I not being kind? Letting you live your life to be an eternal pasngan. Haha hahaha ... Wenda, get ready to welcome your son to be the sole heir of the Wiraguna Group company.
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The afternoon breeze caresses the foliage, flowing the coolness in the body. There was a rustling dance of twigs and branches splitting the silence. Accompanied by the great-grandson of sparrows in a cage that also enliven.
Kartika sat pensively on the front garden bench. From now on, the young woman's netra was ceaselessly staring intensely at two humans who were busy preparing all the needs they would bring for a show outside the city. Who else if not the grandson and future granddaughter-in-law. They were so busy stuffing some bags into the trunk of the car.
"Bang, look!" point the Goddess towards Kartika who is like drifting in her own mind.
Bhumi dribbled his bead towards the Goddess's index finger. The man was a little surprised because the oma was like someone who was losing consciousness.
"Oma why Dew? Why is he dreaming like that?"
"Come on Bang, let's go there. I'm afraid that Oma will be plastered by a genie who likes to disturb because most daydream!"
"Adududuha.... Sick Bang" screeched the Goddess when Bhumi again pulled her nose.
"Then from that, if you talk do not worry. Where is the genie at hours like this?"
The goddess can only grimace while showing her rows of white teeth. "Hiihiiiii, I'm kidding Bang. Already, let's go to Oma!"
The couple swung their legs to get closer to Kartika. And both of them sat flanking the twilight woman who looked pensive.
"Oma why daydream like this?"
Kartika slightly gasped when she heard the voice of a woman who spread into the ear. He turned to the source of the voice and saw the future granddaughter-in-law sitting by his side.
The twilight-aged woman smiled wryly. "It's okay, honey. Oma was looking at the two of you who seemed to be busy themselves. And look, the stuff you're carrying looks a lot. In fact, you guys are only going to show for two days right? But it's been like going to a show for a week."
The goddess also just laughed. Indeed, he did not plan to bring a change of clothes that much, but Bhumi was the one who asked him with the anticipation that the rain and other reasons that sounded tickle the ears.
"That's all a request bang Bhumi, Oma. I don't know, Dewi Kasa bang Bhumi is like mothers who look fussy when preparing for the needs of their children."
Two women of different generations laughed at each other. While Bhumi, just stared at another facial expression that was revealed by the oma. Although the oma seemed to be laughing but there was something different from usual.
"Omm.... Oma's okay, isn't she?"
"Oma is fine Ga. What's the matter?"
Bhumi stared fixedly at the face of this twilight-aged woman. "Arga felt, Oma like heavy seeing Arga and Goddess gone. Is it really like that?"
Kartika was a little jolted when the granddaughter could read her mind. Because in fact, seeing Arga who will take the Goddess to show out of town like this, like re-reminding it to the events of twenty-six years ago.
Kartika let out a slightly rough breath. "Oma only remembers what happened to your mother, Ga. Anyway Oma only advised, you must really take care of the Goddess well. Make sure nothing can jeopardize your safety."
Bhumi nodded his head. "Arga promised Oma. And Oma has nothing to fear. Arga promised to be back in good shape soon."
Although Kartika tries to remain calm, she cannot deny it if her heart is shrouded in worry. He felt, there was someone who wanted to harm his grandson.
"Alright, Oma hold your words Ga. Go home safe, whole, and nothing is lacking."
"Yes Oma!"
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