DRIBBLE

QUESTION MARK

Guntur just got off his car at the office parking lot immediately greeted by Satpam Agus with questions. Thunder was a little surprised as well where he knew.

“Guntur sir is okay?! What's the story sir?” Ask Mr. Agus.

“It's okay Mr Agus, what's the story?” Replied Guntur half astonished and pretended not to understand the purpose of Pak Agus' question, then continued to step into the office followed by Pak Agus.

“That's the boss of yesterday's incident on the toll road,” said Mr. Agus was curious.

“Kok sir Agus tau?” Ask Thunder astonished.

“All employees say Mr. Thunder, he said the great Thunder sir can defeat three criminals,” said Mr. Agus while ngacungin thumbs up.

“Hallahh, sok tau Pak Agus this ah. On knowing where the incident happened yesterday sir,” said Guntur continues to walk.

“Almost all employees saw Mr. Thunder on television, including me, hehehe..” said Mr. Agus.

Thunder stopped his steps then turned to Agus sir, “Seeing in tivi?” Thunder murmured scratching the head.

“Ya already excuse me boss sir, back to headquarters, hehehe..” said Satpam Agus.

“ya yes sir Agus..” sahut Thunder stepped on the terrace stairs.

“Good morning sir,” said Satpam then opened the door.

“Morning sir Arif..” said Thunder with a smile.

When Thunder stepped through the entrance, all of his employees and masterpieces simultaneously stood up to greet him with smiles then all of them clapped their hands. Thunder stopped his steps full of astonishment, according to him there was something strange about the office situation today.

“Pak Thunder hebaaaat...!”

“Pak Thunder hebaaaat...!”

“Pak Thunder hebaaaat...!”

The sound of his employees was in unison with a wide smile full of pride looking at Thunder. Guntur was still stunned a little confused to see the actions of his employees surveize, he was still not fully aware of the surprize shown by his employees. Though most of the people of Bandung including employees and his work has seen news on television. But it seems like Thunder himself has not seen what the news shows are like.

"The story of dong Pak Guntur, how did it happen?" knock one of the employees.

"Say you already know how it is, anyway" Thunder replied staring at his employees attentively.

"The story is the same as that, it has returned to work yes." said Guntur again then continued the step towards his room.

Behind the room facing the employee's work area, a pair of eyes watched from behind the glass wall. The look in his eyes implies a dislike for the euphoria out there. His molar teeth were cracking, his hands clasping hard which were clenched shabby.

"Why did it survive?" as Iwan in his heart.

"Just wait for the time, you will definitely not survive and will be eliminated without a trace, hahahaha." said Mr. Iwan inwardly with a grinning smile.

Meanwhile in the room that read DIRUT, Thunder sat pensively in his chair. His mind drifted back to the scene a day ago on the motorway. The complexity of the attempted murder forced him to deal with the police, which hindered his return slightly. Because he had to go to the police station first to give his report. Fortunately there is a Mr. Asrul who helps him for further investigation because of his information makes it easier for the police to investigate other perpetrators who escaped and also reveal the boss mastermind behind the attempted murder.

But what Thunder had in mind was not about who the perpetrator of the attempted murder was or questioning why he wanted to kill him, because he did not think too much about it. But what was currently a big question mark on his head was who was back to protect him. His mind was busy guessing who was back to protect him, was the supernatural creature in his house who claimed his father?

"Ah, no way!" Thunder Screams bellowed in his heart.

His mind is not willing and very unwilling to accept if it is truly the supernatural that protects him. Although there was a strong reason that led to the supernatural being but Thunder insisted on rejecting it.

"If I'm not the drop then why does he always gobble me up? aaaakkkhh, tiddk! nooo!" the pekikin' in heart.

The words of the supernatural creature again ringed in his head that said he was the son of the supernatural creature. Given that Thunder's face turned black, his anger arose in light of the words of the subtle-being who called himself his son. Then he remembered that his mother had asked to cut down a tree behind the house.

"I'd better ask Mr. Suro first" he murmured.

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In a 3X4-sized kiosk next to the Guntur office wall, it was seen that Mr. Suro was busy serving his consumers. Most of the new consumers who come, but there are also some old consumers who still visit the sale of used books Suro after before the transfer of Mr. Suro has given the address of his new place.

"Well, it's delicious now the place is sir," said one visitor while proffering a book thick enough.

"Yes, thank God, this one is wrapped?" said Mr. Suro received a book from his customer.

"Yes, sir how many?" Ask buyer.

"Fatty thousand aja mas," replied Mr. Suro then deftly wrapped the book and put it into a pocket of crackle and returned to the buyer.

"Pas yes sir," said the buyer gave the money two pieces twenty thousand.

"Muhun, muhun mas," said Mr. Suro received the money and then returned to serve other buyers.

"Assalamualaikum.." said someone on the sidelines of the visitors of the former book stall Mr. Suro.

"Waalaikum salam, my god is nongol. Busy, Gun? Here, here come.." said Mr. Suro waved his hand.

All the eyes of the visitor were looking at the astonished and amazed especially the female visitors who are mostly high school girls and final semester college girls. Their eyes did not blink looking at the handsome face in formal clothes with a tie hanging under his neck while smiling as if he wanted to be noticed.

"Excuse me, punten. punten ya neng," said Guntur sneak among the visitors girls to where Pak Suro sat.

"Dad, muhun.. muhun," a couple of girls.

Mr. Suro saw the arrival of this once new Thunder coming to his stall since it opened 5 days ago. Thunder then sat next to Mr. Suro behind the table facing the visitors.

"Pak Punten asked for the book" said a girl in high school uniform while pointing to a book on the wall of the kiosk.

Because the position of the book that the girl pointed to was adjacent to Thunder, Thunder said, "Which one is neng, this one?" tanya Thunder pointed at one of the books.

"Not A, the other one. Well, yes it is," said the girl excitedly with a big smile because served by Thunder.

"A, I also dong please take that magazine," said another high school girl pointing to a row of magazines displayed on the wall of the kiosk.

With a sweet smile, Thunder served him sincerely, but his instincts said that the girl only pretended to be taken in the magazine but Thunder still served him kindly. Mr. Suro just a smile just seeing Thunder preoccupied by the request of his visitors.

"Sir, punten is his son?" chirped one of the college girls.

Mr. Suro gawked while messing around in confusion whether to answer what. Thunder was surprised to hear a girl knock in front of him, then smiled.

"Yes, why?" Tempta Thunder prank.

"It's okay A, Aa's brother is handsome, hikhikhikik..."

Mr. Suro was made gawking by the act of Thunder, but it is undeniable in his heart to feel proud that Thunder was his father without feeling ashamed.

"Neng has a crush yaa.." suro Pak.

"Hehehehehe, yes if you can, sir" she said.

"Gun, gun.. not on the sidewalk, not at the booth so the salessssssss, hehehe.." whispered Mr. Suro chuckling at Thunder.

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