DRIBBLE

ILLUSION 2

"Kun... Kuntooo...!" thunder sounds rang out from the terrace of the house.

Kunto who was still standing dumbstruck while scratching his head instantly regained his senses, he hurriedly entered and closed back the gate.

"Yes Guuuun!" suhut Kunto then ran a small approach to Thunder.

"There's no one who's coming?" asked Guntur while giving the code to ask for his hape.

"So there was a phone call he said it was in front of the house but I saw in front of it, uh there was no car parked.." said Kunto pointed to the position he was standing before.

"Ah, time?!" sulkut Thunder.

"But Gun, it's weird! when I looked at the red light, then I saw the car with the characteristics that the person mentioned but the car was gone" Kunto said.

"No way! Try me on the phone," said Guntur opening his hape.

"This number is Kun?" asked Thunder while showing a list of incoming calls.

"Yes like mah" said Kunto.

Thunder immediately called the last number on the call list. A few moments later, the phone was picked up.

"Well, sir, punten so don't you see the house?" ask Thunder.

"You don't mess around?!" sahut across the phone.

"You mean?!" thunder said astonished the voice across the phone seemed angry.

"I'm the same my wife has been to the home address in the ad. It turns out that the address in the ad is no house that there is only an empty yard and former ruins of the building!" a voice across the phone, then heard the voices of women asking for a phone call to talk.

"Hallo! Thunder Sir! You don't mess around, do you want me to play huh?!" said the voice of the same woman who called this afternoon.

"How do you mean mom?" thunder said completely clueless.

"Sorry, sorry for a moment ma'am there are people coming who want to see the house" said Guntur did not close the teloknnnnya so that it can be heard from across the phone.

"Kun, kun. please open the gate," said Guntur.

Click!

The voice of the phone was closed from across the street when Thunder was about to speak again. Thunder felt bad for the person on his phone at the same time still confused not to understand his intentions to threaten him all.

A silver Mercedes Bens sedan stopped in the front yard just in front of Thunder standing on the terrace. Then out the front door of the sedan was a fat man in his 50s in perlente clothes. From his appearance it looked like a big boss and then greeted Thunder.

"Assalamualaikum, with Mr Thunder?" the man extended his hand.

"Wa'alaikum greetings, right sir," Gambur greeted the fat man.

"I'm Hermawan, I don't think Mr. Thunder is young, hehehehe." said the fat man.

"Hehehehe... Come please, please come in sir," said Guntur.

"Please sit down sir, what would you like to drink, Mr Hermawan?" ask Thunder.

"Not bother Mr. Thunder, just tea," said Mr. Hermawan.

"After I call you mamah first," said Guntur then stepped out.

Guntur looked for Mamah Karmila in the side yard who was previously busy watering his beloved plants. But his mama was not found, there was only Kunto was carrying grass scissors to continue his work.

"Kuun, where's mama?" exclaim Thunder.

"That's in sam.." Kunto's speech stopped when he looked at the place where the mother of Karmila who had just seen her watering plants was no longer there.

"Kun, here!" exclaim Thunder.

"What's the Gun?" tanya Kunto was flocked to Thunder.

"Ssttt, make a hot tea drink for guests, yes" whispered Kunto.

Kunto rushed in, followed by Thunder behind him passing by Hermawan who was busy looking around the living room while sitting down, saying; "Awhile, sir."

Mr. Hermawan just nodded with a smile and then went back to look at the guest room, "The walls still look pretty good," said Mr. Hermawan.

"Ehemm, sorry Mr. Hetmawan introduce this to my mother," said Guntur made Mr. Hermawan turn his head.

"I'm Hermawan, Boss textile." said Mr. Hermawan confidently thrust his hand.

Mamah Karmila smiled a little and then received a handshake from Mr. Hermawan with a little hesitation. And sure enough as the assumption of Mama Karmila, his instincts say that the man who calls himself boss textile is the basket.

"Karmila.." reply mama Karmila.

When Mr. Hermawan shook the delicate hand of the Karmila mama tightly, one of his fingers was poking the palm of Karmila like giving a code, no matter what code was meant. Mamah Karmila quickly withdrew her hand subtly after mentioning her name.

Then Guntur invited his mother to sit next to him. At first glance Thunder caught the bad wave from the attitude of Mr. Hermawan who continued to look at his mother, but he held it in his heart.

"Ehemm, I'm sorry where's the father?" ask Mr. Hermawan who is either addressed to Guntur or mamah Karmila.

Thunder immediately turned to Mamah Karmila, so did mamah Karmila as if handing over to Thunder to answer him.

"Father is dead, Mr. Hermawan," replied Thunder.

"Oh, sorry... I don't know" interrupted Hermawan as he cupped his hands in front of his chest.

"Yes, it's okay sir" said Guntur.

A moment later Kunto appeared in the living room carrying a glass of warm tea on the tray, "Please sir," Kunto said after putting the tea glass on the table, then back in.

"Hmm," said Mr. Hermawan ignored Kunto.

"Just go, Mr. Guntur, Karmila's mother... I am very interested in this house, I do not bid again according to the price in the ad only," said Mr. Hermawan.

Thunder's face immediately changed upon hearing the statement from Mr. Hermawan, while making sure; "Serious sir?"

"Yes, Mr. Thunder. Two billion, right? I can immediately transfer right now," said Mr. Hermawan then issued his hape.

"Mm, punten sir. Don't look around so you don't get disappointed in the back of the day" said Mamah Karmila.

Mr. Hermawan closed the gap again, then looked at Karmila for a moment and said; "Alright, your mother said. I'll take a look at it first Mr. Thunder."

"Mango, mango, please sir. Let's take you around. Where did you start?." said Thunder and then stood up.

"I want to see the page first, Mr. Guntur. If the house anyway I believe is well maintained and clean because mamah you seem to like neatness, hehehehe." said Mr. Hermawan began to spread charm.

Mr. Hermawan stood up and stepped towards the exit, Thunder and Mama Karmila walked behind him.

Outside the weather seems to have begun to dim ahead of magrib. Then Mr. Hermawan stopped standing on the front porch looking at the green expanse of the house that is beautifully arranged with plants that happen to be flowering in the afternoon. His face looked satisfied and liked the yard.

"How wide is the Thunder sir, I have forgotten a little" asked Mr. Hermawan, then stepped into the courtyard.

"How big is mah?" The thunder turned to Mamah Karmila.

"Mm, approximately 150 square meters sir," said Mamah Karmila.

"O, yes yes yes." said Mr. Hermawan then stepped towards the right side of the page.

Mr. Hermawan seems to enjoy the atmosphere of the right side yard of the house. Three palm tree trunks lined up are equidistant one in the middle while the other two trees stand in the front and back corners of the yard, combined with plants flowers of various colors neatly arranged like a small garden.

Then Mr. Hermawan continued his steps towards the back of the house. He stopped at the corner of the house under the canopy and looked back at the backyard. In the corner of the back fence and the middle of the courtyard was also a Palm tree, but his eyes stopped on the tree in the other corner.

"Want to?" murmured Mr. Hermawan in heart.

Mr. Hermawan repeated his gaze again starting from the right corner of the palm tree. Then look at the palm tree in the middle and continue to look at the Banyan tree located in the left corner.

"Kok in the corner was another tree, not the palm of Gun sir.." the sentence of Mr. Hermawan stopped when he turned to Thunder, then immediately shouted hysterically.

"Ja, yes, yanoo...!!!" shouted Mr. Hermawan back down to see Thunder.

His face looked very frightened, then suddenly ran to the front of the house leaving Thunder and Mama Karmila who continued to look at Mr. Hermawan full of astonishment.

"Sir... sir...wait!" exclaim Thunder.

"No! nay! Ampuun, amuuun!" shouted Mr. Hermawan hysterically then immediately entered his car.

Thunder rushed to chase after Mr. Hermawan but late, he only saw the Mercedes Bens silver car had retreated out of the fence of the yard. Thunder just stared at him dumbstruck while scratching his head.

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