Courier
CHAPTER 4: GRUDGE THE PANGANTAR STUFF
Soepomo ended his story while I sighed
long, "So, so. Then, how do you collect
evidence that Ok Go has been doing illegal business ?"
"Son Raisa, Young Master Zain was collecting
delivery files in a locker. Maybe everything was destroyed
by him.
But, you have a complete copy. Need to son Raisa
know, not all Ok Go employees agree with Zain's actions, some
among them are the chosen ones from Brother Eric Yeung in disguise.
So, even if those files are destroyed, they won't just disappear. Neng
Yessy, Fera's younger brother is willing to become his mistress in order to avenge death
her brother. He was the one who lent the files to my father. Sired
convinced soon, Zain will lose his power and his business will
go broke. Well, soon enough," explained Mr. Soepomo.
"Truly a reckless act, sir," I said,
"Then, what about Fera's body ?"
“Jasad Fera... until now has not been found, son...
Neng Yessy is also looking for him,” Soepomo said.
"Did you meet Yessy often
?"
"Father met with Neng Yessy, 1 week old
then, he gave me the delivery file a year ago, after that
I never saw him again, worried that something might happen
to him,"
***
The sturdy man, tall, thick-haired gondrong
seems busy watching 2 people who are arranging brown packages
blackness in a trunk. The goods tomorrow must be immediately taken to 5 cities
large around West Java and surrounding areas.
The clock has shown ten o'clock at night. So all
finished goods are laid out, car luggage is closed and locked. After giving 2
100,000 bills on each person, he was left
by oneself. A cigarette is ignited, it rests on the body of the car temporarily
his pair of eyes glared far into the sky that was illuminated by the full moon plus
her trinkets.
"Mas....
there's packages....
please accept..."
The voice echoed, floating, flat and cold. Men
the gondrong looked around, there was no one around.
A cold wind was slowly blowing on his nape. Piercing into each pulse and
his veins. At that time there was a fragrant smell of jasmine flowers, but
the aroma is even more pungent though fragrant but mixed with a strange smell
don't know where it came from.
Slowly the fragrant aroma was replaced with a strange smell.
The man rubbed his nose for a long time he was engaged in sales.
drugs, he understood very well that the aroma he was smelling at this time
not the smell of drugs but, the smell of rotten corpses.
"Mas....
there's packages....
please accept..."
The voice was heard twice, this time it sounded close
once, but the owner of the voice was not seen. His heart was beating fast, though,
his breath hunted and the cold crawled all over his body.
"Who is that ?" ask her with voice
his pair of eyes were fixed on a shadow about 5 meters away from where he was
stand up. The shadow of a woman dressed in brown mixed with a special blackish red
courier outfit Ok Go but tattered, Eiger hat on the head, cover
his face half-collapsed.
The light of the lamp is dim, making it must be
focusing his gaze straight towards the front where the woman was standing. No
there's somebody there, maybe he's hallucinating. He smiles
wry while shaking his head stepped into the car. But nevertheless, the,
just stepping on a few acts, right near the nose came the face
others.
The man screamed in shock after seeing
one of the eyes on the face was crooked, while the other one looked
swarming with maggots, worms, centipedes and other animals
they crawl through the inside of the cheek skin and out through the eyeballs
white ones.
Not yet exhausted his shock, his mouth had been stuffed
shiny white powder crystal tub. He was in a struggle but, all over his body
it feels powerless. The white powder seemed endless, entering
and filled his throat.
***
The young man moved his fingers on the keypad, and,
cold sweat poured out, his mouth trembling as he said the word,
“Hallo, Young Master Zein. The Dragon died,”
"What ? The dragon is dead ? Who killed him ?"
yelled Young Master Zain across the street.
"Over dosage, sir,"
"It's good that it's his fault, let it be.
he was burning in hell. Then how is the delivery plan today ?"
"The delivery part also died, sir
at dawn,"
"Whether death is now a tradition. All
people on death, that is, I'm more able to downsize. Your name is Deviant, right?
Now I'll raise your pay if you can handle the delivery
our goods to the destination on time.... how?"
"Ready. I'll try,"
"Good.I wait for good news from you.
there's an item whose delivery is choked up, so, I'm gonna fire you,"
The phone was shut down by a man named Deviant
for a moment, "Damn it, I got the sap" he murmured
selves.
He had just closed his mouth, a golden-eyed ring
the red pomegranate rolled towards him and stopped right between the two palms
his feet. He was surprised then picked it up, “The red-eyed gold ring of pomegranate, belongs
who is this,”
Deviant widened his eyes, a woman dressed
courier Ok Go was tattered thin and her pale skin was already standing on
ahead of him. The 39-year-old man's heart stopped beating. Aromas
rotten was piercing through the nostrils, his stomach as if stirred. It
he opened his mouth as if to ask who the woman was but a voice
like it stopped in the esophagus.
At the open mouth, the Woman Courier crammed
a small package of white powder. One, two, three to five
until finally, Deviant's face turned blue and his body did not move anymore.
***
