Dusk In Eye Pelupuk

Girl pinch.

The meeting Jake wanted, it finally happened. Instead of being picked up, after a strange inner struggle, Arkan comes on his own to meet the man.

Face-to-face on the top floor of the old building, with tight guard, the atmosphere seems to bring Arkan to life in the past.

"Tell me what made you come back into my life" without further ado, just sitting in that chair, Arkan immediately asked Jake.

Men who often wear sunglasses either day or night, this time do not wear the accessories. Showing a face stroke that is very clear is not okay.

"You, don't want to ask about my news first," said Jake held out a cigarette pipe made of agarwood on one of his guards. Immediately, the bodyguard lit a fire to light his big boss' cigarette.

Blowing the smoke forward, Arkan snarls to drive out the claustrophobic Jake's act"Say, I'm busy."

"I know, I know. But you still have to help me."

The man's forehead is made to look clean, a Jake asked him for help?? oi!! just be right!.

"I really need your help, Arkan," said Jake, a man's suspicious gaze before him made Jake re-express his wishes.

Despite his hesitation, Arkan downed the red-colored drink available in the stemmed convex glass"Csshh!," the bitter taste had long since disappeared. He felt he could no longer accept the drink, put it back down and looked deeply into Jake's face.

"What made you ask for my help?" he asked.

"Jaga my sister."

Arkan speechless. Remember that little girl, the little angel who pulled her out of the door of death"Miss Lisa?."

"Yes, I'm just asking you to take care of him" Jake said, nodding. However, the look in his eyes was sad, it was clear that there was a sadness he was feeling.

"He still has you, why should I look after him? you know, I already have two brothers.

"Adding one more sibling, isn't it hard, is it?" Jake said.

"I beg you," he continued with an affectionate look.

Arkan swallows saliva, very heavy. What made Jake beg him?"At least, you should give me a reason why I should take care of Miss Lisa."

Jake told me, and how surprised Arkan was. The people who once harmed him, even dead at the hands of their men, now the conspirators are looking for the whereabouts of Jake, as well as Lisa.

Staring at Jake with a suspicious look, a funny thing when he heard Jake trying to avoid the plot. He was not a newcomer in the dark world, even his name was famous even to all directions, as well as followers who mushroomed everywhere. Thinking about it, made Arkan laugh amusedly.

No doubt, Arkan's laughter broke. The man closed his mouth to ease the increasingly echoing laughter.

While Jake, the man smiled faintly. Perhaps, what Arkan was thinking was also lodged in his mind. But what he said is true.

"I'm really going to avoid the plot," he said, holding back the bodyguard who was trying to teach Arkan a lesson, bravely laughing at Jake who had taken care of him on the brink of death.

Arkan glanced at the guard, then spoke to Jake again"Tell me, why would a jungle king in front of me avoid meeting a pack of jungle cats?."

Grinning while throwing his face away, the man opened the round-shaped hat that had been covering his head"Look, my hair has started to whiten."

"Hahaha, so, you don't want to fight because you're old?."

"Yeah! watch what you say?" joked the bodyguard. How not, Jake is still young. He is not far from Arkan. Regarding the gray hair, not everyone who has grown huban can be said to be old, right?? like mbak author eg 😅😅😅.

"Awhile" said Arkan. The man massaged the base of his nose, thought for a moment then raised his face back"Bram! I remember your name Bram, don't I?."

Arkan's question was answered with a nod by the bodyguard named Bram.

"Do you believe a Jake chose to flee, instead of turning around and slaughtering the gang? you know, he's like a lion in a mafia world, and those enemies are nothing more than a bunch of adorable jungle cats."

"I believe that" Bram replied straightforwardly.

"Why?."

"Because, Jake's boss doesn't like fights."

Arkan is back to laughing. Very unreasonable, Jake who did not hesitate to finish off his enemy, Jake who did not hesitate to draw a knife to the enemy's body, even to an old grandfather. Still fresh in Arkan's memory, Jake gagged the mouth of a young boy who became their captive with illicit goods. Making the young man overdose, he even laughed crisply when the young man convulsed to death. Obviously, the answer that Bram gave did not make Arkan believe"I beg you, stop your jokes," he began to be careless.

Jake doesn't care about Arkan's babble, he codes the other bodyguards. Then the bodyguard gave some photos to Arkan.

"That's Lisa," Jake said as if understanding Arkan's questioning gaze.

Dressed in sexy, fashionable makeup, Lisa's image is now very far from her former self, when Arkan was still joined by Jake's cabal.

Again, the guard had arranged some photos in front of Arkan. This time Arkan felt familiar with the girl in the photo.

Neat and polite clothes, also wearing large black-framed minus glasses. Not wrong again, she is the girl who some time ago so aggressively approached herself in the office.

"What else is this?" he asked Jake.

"That's Lisa too."

Instantly both of Arkan's eyeballs were rounded. Align the two different photos of the appearance, then look at it closely. Yep! they're the same person, but they're different versions"I know, this girl is named Melisa," he said tapping Lisa's picture in a cupu version.

"Lisa," said Arkan. Now he knew who the girl who always tried to approach him was. He was the little angel who saved him. Unexpectedly, she was already transformed into a mature woman now.

"Tomorrow I will go abroad, all the business here I leave to Anderson. Well.let's just say I'm bequeathing this leadership to Anderson. And Melisa's problem, I'm handing her over to you."

"It's easy for you to talk, you think your sister's a kitten, and I'm a cat daycare?."

Unexpectedly, Jake even cupped his palms to Arkan"Only you can help me. I don't want him to live in a dark world, I beg you."

Arkan scratched his nape, not itching! it was just that doing so seemed to lessen the burden of his mind.

"You don't have to think about money."

"It's not about money!!," jolted Arkan disconnecting Jake's words.

"It's very hard for me to accept," sour-faced. Arkan desperately hopes Jake recalls his impossible request.

"Slow down, gradually you will be able to accept this situation," said Jake without burden.

"Ash!!! head throbbing. You.... very coercive Jake!!!," cried Arkan holding his head.

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The beach was suddenly crowded at night. An exhibition is being held at the venue. The visitors who are usually only crowded during the day, tonight look so crowded crowded paved streets. They parked the vehicle at the mouth of the gate to the beach, then chose to walk to enjoy the exhibition. Snack booths became the main destination that night, typical snacks of the surrounding community so much presented, with a relatively cheap price. Almost all booths sell food menus made from fish, shellfish, shrimp, some even sell soup belangkas.

Not only food booths as well as drinks, a variety of entertainment for adults and children are also presented there.

"Which gift do you want?" asked Agam as he passed the bracelet-throwing booth.

Given how difficult it was for Agam to get a dolphin doll from a claw machine, Jena shook her head in response to her husband's question.

"Why? don't you like a prize game like this," he said holding Jena's steps that were about to pass from the place.

"Not if you have to pay a lot, like a dolphin doll."

Jena's answer made Agam laugh. The handsome face of the man caught the attention of the visitors of the exhibition. Also the brothers guard the bracelet throwing booth, who are residents around the beach as well.

"Come, play throw the bracelet mbak Jena," he said menoel Agam's arm. Fortunately he was a man, Agam who was shocked because in the toel did not get angry.

The man rubbed his arm slowly"You want to throw the bracelet?," half whispered, after throwing an awkward smile at the brother of the booth guard, Agam quickly approached Jena while keeping a distance with that person.

"No! I'm more interested in the booth over there?" pointed Jena at the painting booth across from the bracelet throwing booth.

Agam, look in that direction while taking a deep breath"My dear wife, that's where the little boy painted. Look, the chair is so small."

Unconcerned by Agam's ravings, Jena pulled the man's arm over to the painting. Putting her petite self on a chair that Agam said was small"Look, I can sit here, which means it's not a painting place for a child."

"But, all that paints here are just small children" he said, sweeping a glance around. Jena followed Agam's instructions to look around them.

"Why do you care about that? didn't you say you'd obey my wishes?" the beautiful face was bent, Jena had the right attitude to seduce her husband.

And sure enough, the sad face of the wife made Agam pull a chair in front of the painting frame. Take a seat adjacent to Jena, then pull a mini-sized brush to start the painting ritual"Smile, I'll accompany you to paint," although fairly small, in fact the chair can still be sat on an adult.

"Abang, you're all grown-ups, why paint with us?" said a child.

"Abang is accompanying this beautiful sister painting."

Jena snorting, sister?? Call him sister?

"Oh, so brother accompanied this little brother. All right, the spirit of painting is yes," said the boy with a carefree smile.

Jena elbowed Agam's stomach"Adik?? I'm older than you?."

"Syuuuttt," Agam placed his index finger in front of his lips, asking Jena to lower his tone.

"Don't be noisy, the boys are focusing on their paintings. You don't want to be kicked out for disturbing their peace, do you?."

"Whispering???," again Jena spoke in a protesting tone, but this time a little restrained because the boy glanced at her.

"Well, beautiful sister Jena, let's just paint" she whispered. It made Jena smile, you sweet-mouthed man.

Agam changed his seat, putting the small chair behind Jena's chair. Sitting there while hugging the wife from behind, their fingers simultaneously sprinkled glue and gliter on the canvas.

"Yaaa.the couple were just envious," whispered Gibran who crossed the booth.

To be continued...

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