Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Adu Jotos

"Sir Governor, please forgive me. I promise I won't do this again." Speak to the shopkeeper as he sits under the feet of Refal.

Piss off!

That one word now filled the chest cavity of Refal. If he could, he would beat up the middle-aged man of the shop owner who just kept begging him. Don't talk, just look at the man's face he won't. It felt really annoying to be in this place for even longer, but what could he do? Problems that occur must be resolved immediately in order to be an example for other traders so as not to commit fraud or fraud.

"Don't talk to me, I'm sick of hearing false promises. You're asking for a chance not to make a mistake. Now tell me, how many chances have I given you?

Ever since I set foot in this place you've been acting unfairly. You said you told someone else to complain to me, right? Now I'm complaining to you. My complaint is, you won't be able to open your store. Not only that, you'll receive a punishment that's worth the crime you've committed." Speak with a high voice. His eyes were red, his teeth were grinding. It felt like he wanted to throw his fist at the owner of that unashamed face.

Refal entered the warehouse with Bima, followed by dozens of police behind him.

Really, it's totally unexpected. Rice, cooking oil, sugar, and other staples in the cucumber inside. What made Refal even more furious, he found the rice arranged in sacks, but when opened the rice had changed color to cause a musty smell. Not only that, there are a lot of ticks in it.

Refal himself was confused as to why he could get involved in this matter, was this due to a lack of supervision? The Ministry of Trade claimed to have done various things to overcome and prevent the hoarding of basic goods, including through warehouse checks and revocation of permits.

"Sir, as per your orders I've reported this matter." Said Bima without daring to look at the annoyed face of Refal.

"Good." Short Refal reply.

"I'm going back to the office, you stay here until the search is over. If anything is awkward report it to me immediately." Refal said as he handed the blanket covering his shoulders to Bima.

"Good Sir." Bima reply brief.

The store owner and three employees were heavily guarded by police, as they were forced to handcuff their hands.

"I hope that after completing the punishment, you live to be clean human beings. What benefit do you get by torturing others? You even knowingly give your children and wives to eat from the loot. It's really disgusting.

I really feel sorry for your mother, she's a poor woman who gave birth to a useless child whose hobbies are torturing and stealing other people's rights." Rephal said with anger that still filled his chest cavity.

"Make sure today's the last day I hear you're committing a crime. When you get out of prison and I get back to finding you involved in a crime, then I'll punish you with a punishment you can't even imagine!" Refal punched the belly containing the shop owner with his right fist.

Actually, Refal did not want to raise his fist, just that the sharp gaze of the shopkeeper who seemed to provoke anger made Rebal's anger explode.

"Are you angry? I don't care about your anger because I'm a lot more mad at you. Even after you're free, don't show your face in front of me.

Seeing you makes my anger even more burning. I had never felt this much anger before, and for the first time I wanted to eliminate someone. Thank goodness my religion teaches to hold back anger. If not! You won't recognize your face when you look in the mirror." Say Refal while pulling the collar of the shop owner.

"Haha. It's really not exciting. An honest governor like you shouldn't have to do this. Why?"

Refal intended to leave, but the shopkeeper's remarks brought his footsteps to a halt.

"What do you mean? Tell me what you want to say." Refal's gaze was as sharp as a dagger, as if he wanted to skin his interlocutor.

"Sir Governor, you are so innocent. I've never met anyone as innocent as you. I mean the pretty girl who will marry you, Hilya Prameswari."

"Open the handcuffs!" Command Refal.

"But Sir..."

"I said open the handcuffs." Rephal snapped at the policeman standing on the right side of Bima.

A second later the handcuffs had been perfectly opened from the hands of the shop owner and his three employees, now Refal only realized that he was dealing with a mobster and not a regular shopkeeper. Knowing that made his anger multiply, the anger that had dimmed back. If it is like this, no one will be able to stem the anger of the Governor who almost destroyed everything around him.

"Sir wait..."

Prakkkk!

Refal slammed the Door hard enough, he did not even heed the words of Bima who tried to stop him.

Now inside the warehouse whose doors were locked from the inside were left by Refal, a middle-aged shopkeeper, and his three employees. The atmosphere felt haunted, the face of the shopkeeper who had previously looked clear now changed sangar. I don't know what the middle-aged man thought until he dared to challenge Refal.

"For the world I am known as a kind and friendly Governor. I'll be nice if I'm in a good environment.

Right now, as you know I'm in a bad mood so I can't be nice to you guys. Before the anger I've been trying to contain exploded, now tell me what you know about Hilya's killer? I don't like to repeat the same words." Saying Refal in a flat voice. He looked at the middle-aged man in front of him and hoped that he would get an answer soon.

"If you're the Governor then I'm the king, I won't say anything as powerful as anything you try."

For a moment when Refal presented Hilya with a pretty face, the graceful girl showed off her best smile. Dozens of full moons have passed but the nightmare of losing her lover is still a wound.

Debukkk!

Without a second thought, Refal immediately threw a kick at the middle-aged man's distended stomach. The man slammed into a sack of rice.

"Tell me the truth, or you won't survive."

Not just talking nonsense, Refal repeatedly sent punches and kicks, of course the four people did not stay silent. They tried to repay Rehal as much as they could.

Meanwhile, outside the warehouse Bima continued to knock on the door, not staying silent some police who stood with Bima also broke down the door.

A cekrekkk!

Fifteen minutes passed and finally Refal himself opened the door of the warehouse, his handsome face looking bruised. It seemed like he was engaged in a fierce fight with the four men.

Oh My God's. The thing I was afraid of finally happened as well. I'm so afraid Mr. Governor is venting his anger. Why also the brash man mentioned the name of Miss Hilya, if he did not mention the name of Miss Hilya then this jotos fight would not happen. Mumbled Bima in his heart, he was very sad to see the Governor. For the first time Bima saw the condition of Refal as bad as this.

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