GRAPPLES

Bribery

　

　

　

　

~.2~

　

　

_Thick wallet\, gagged mouth._

　

　

~.2~

　

　

Givar and Shasha were watching the workers who were cutting trees using chainsaws.

　

　

Givar and Shasha hope that no one will ever enter the backyard by climbing the tree and jumping over the fort.

　

　

Givar embraces his wife.

　

　

"I'm scared to be home alone, I'm going to Sven's, okay?" Ask Shasha. Givar nodded, "Yes, I'm calmer if you're with him."

　

　

Shasha nodded.

　

　

Givar takes Shasha to Sven's house, "Shasha's nitip cave, yes. The cave will come back here. To the office only until 1pm."

　

　

Sven nodded, "Yes."

　

　

Givar did not tell his family or Shasha's family. He didn't want to make them anxious. Givar believes he can handle everything well.

　

　

His confidants and Sven's men were well-reliable.

　

　

Meanwhile, at the police station....

　

　

A policeman was sitting opposite the man. Several policemen stood upright in each corner of the room to watch him.

　

　

The man just sat down and did not move much. His head was bowed deeply, in contrast to yesterday's constant rampage.

　

　

"Write something" said the police in front of him, handing him a piece of paper with a pen.

　

　

Unexpectedly, the man accepted it and wrote something down. Some of the policemen who were there noticed him seriously.

　

　

The policeman sitting in front of the man seemed to be waiting with an anxious look of hope.

　

　

There was a knocking sound of pantofel shoes that collided with the floor. The move led to the room where the police and the man were.

　

　

The police looked at a person in a dark blue suit who entered the room followed by two policemen in different uniforms.

　

　

"Good day" said the man. Hearing the man's voice, the person who infiltrated Givar's house turned to him. He immediately bent his knees in front of the man while crying silently.

　

　

Unfortunately, however, the cry of that person was completely indifferent to him.

　

　

"Sir, I want to talk a little bit" the man told the sitting policeman. The policeman nodded to respond.

　

　

Both slices of gray eyes were sidetracked on a piece of paper on the table. He took the paper and tore it into small pieces and threw it in the trash.

　

　

The policemen in the room looked at each other.

　

　

"Can we talk in the other room? This is, right, the place to interrogate people who do evil. I'm a good man."

　

　

All the policemen came out of the room following the man and left the crying man alone there.

　

　

At Sven's house, by the way,

　

　

Shasha cooks the food, while Sven watches TV. Givar gives the TV at his house to Sven. It was because Givar felt sorry to see the lonely Sven living alone. And Givar bought a new TV for Shasha.

　

　

After cooking, Shasha told her sister, "Sven, lunch is dead, no."

　

　

"Just wait for your husband" said Sven, who appears to be watching action movies on TV.

　

　

As Shasha was about to approach, Sven shook his hand, "Don't look, this isn't for a child. Minors watch everything else."

　

　

Shasha pouting.

　

　

"You're watching a blue movie, huh?" Ask Shasha to investigate. Sven was surprised, "No, there, you sit there."

　

　

Shasha passed by while stomping her feet and sitting on the sofa. Looking at his sister who was being annoyed, Sven chuckled.

　

　

"You snack? Tuh, take it in the fridge."

　

　

Shasha snorted and passed into the kitchen. He opened the fridge. There's a lot of snacks in there. Shasha sat back on the sofa with plenty of food in her arms.

　

　

Sven turned to him, "Kok, how much to take?"

　

　

Shasha stuck out her tongue, "Biarin! I'm, right, a minor, so I need a lot of food for growth. Adults watch, don't bother."

　

　

"I'm an irritant, you know!" Sven grumbled in annoyance. Shasha sneered, "Mobile!"

　

　

The woman melted her body onto the sofa while opening her snack.

　

　

Sven pouted and continued watching TV. Shortly after, Shasha fell asleep.

　

　

"We're in danger. The killer's getting close!" The main character in the film is hiding behind a wall.

　

　

Sven took it seriously.

　

　

"Where are you hiding?!" Shouted the killer. The main character tries to stay silent in fear.

　

　

While watching TV, Sven sees Givar returning from the office. She enters her sister-in-law's house and passes in front of Sven blocking her who is curious about the film.

　

　

Givar again passed in front of Sven and upset him.

　

　

"Through him back, cake." Sven grumbling. Instead of feeling guilty, Givar instead returned to pass in front of Sven while laughing mischievously.

　

　

"Basic, no age, still a little kid."

　

　

Givar sees Shasha sleeping on the sofa. The man approached his wife. Shasha's hand was inside the snack pack.

　

　

Givar chuckled, "He fell asleep while eating a snack?"

　

　

Sven turned, "Yes, he's been sleeping a long time."

　

　

Givar pulls Shasha's hand out of the snack pack. Those savory yellow flavoring spices stick to Shasha's waxy fingers.

　

　

Dropped a prank idea in Givar's head. With a wide smile, Givar devoured Shasha's fingers. Feeling something wet and warm in her hand, Shasha woke up and saw her husband eating his finger.

　

　

Shasha was surprised, "Don't eat my finger!"

　

　

Givar smiled amusedly without stopping to pulverize his wife's fingers.

　

　

Seeing the affection of the two people, Sven rolled his eyes lazily. Amelia came with a cheerful smile.

　

　

"Hello, everyone?!"

　

　

The three men looked. Amelia saw Shasha's handcuffs in Givar's mouth. Feeling noticed like that, Shasha immediately withdrew her hand.

　

　

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The dining room at Sven's....

　

　

Four people were enjoying their lunch.

　

　

"Oh, yes, today I'm going to the police station to see what progress they've made" Givar said, taking a tissue and wiping his mouth.

　

　

"The cave is coming" said Sven who then gulped down the water in his glass.

　

　

"You gapapa being left alone?" Givar asked with his eyes fixed on Shasha and Amelia.

　

　

"We're both, I'm the same Amel, that's." Shasha the deskwab.

　

　

"It's nothing, just a phone, yes" said Givar, hinting with his hand.

　

　

Like a submissive child, Shasha and Amelia nodded together.

　

　

"It's nothing, yell, the neighbors are coming" Sven added.

　

　

The two men passed.

　

　

Arriving at the police station, Givar and Sven looked confused to see an ambulance car coming out of the police station area.

　

　

"Why is there an ambulance?" Gumam Givar's. Sven who heard Givar muttering turned to the man, "There may be one of the inmates who is sick."

　

　

Without thinking, Givar and Sven met the police yesterday.

　

　

"How, police sir, has there been any progress? Did that guy say anything?" Givar asked with an anxious look of hope. Sven also looked seriously waiting for an answer from her.

　

　

With a sad and regretful expression, the policeman replied, "Pardon us, we didn't get much leads. This morning, the man died."

　

　

　

　

Givar kicked the table without thinking about his good name, "What do you mean?! Died? Why did he die?!"

　

　

"It looks like he's sick, plus Mr. Sven's punch makes his condition worse."

　

　

Sven clenched his hands furiously, "He's not sick! The man did not look like a sick man at all. He is very healthy and can fight with me! You must be lying!"

　

　

"I'm not lying, you can ask the other cops who testified. If you still do not believe, you can see the evidence from the doctor," he said.

　

　

"How much has that villain given you?! He must have come here and bribed you not to talk, right?!" Bentak Givar's.

　

　

"How dare you accuse us, we can report you to court for defamation!"

　

　

Sven saw a small paper tear in the trash can.

　

　

Givar pulled the front of the police suit. Several policemen broke into the room and tried to secure Givar.

　

　

"My wife is almost in danger! And you killed that guy just for the money!" Bentak Givar's.

　

　

Sven's gaze was still fixed on the trash can.

　

　

After some commotion, Sven and Givar finally choose to return home.

　

　

Sven drove Givar's car. Givar's mood was bad, so he asked Sven to drive.

　

　

"Shit!" Givar hit the dash board, "Too keep this up, the cave can't calm down. We shouldn't have taken that fucking guy to the police. The cave men could work better than them!"

　

　

Sven did not respond. He focused on driving. Feeling unconcerned, Givar turned to Sven.

　

　

"Kok, you can be this calm? Not worried about you? You also do not sprain the same person who has hit the temple lo ampe kayak that?!" Givar let out his frustration.

　

　

"Gua is worried, but the cave uses thoughts, do not use the feeling of doang."

　

　

Givar snorted in annoyance.

　

　

"Somehow if that guy's dead, what can we do, try? Want the same body? No, right?"

　

　

Givar let out a heavy sigh. Sven's words have a point, too.

　

　

Sven said again, "People like this must have had many connections to protect and cover up their crimes during this time. It should have been a boomerang for him, too. We can get one of those connections and make it the key to the answer."

　

　

Givar had not expected, Sven had thoughts that far.

　

　

Arriving home, Shasha and Amelia wait for Givar and Sven's explanation.

　

　

However, the results were disappointing.

　

　

"What's possible.. 'cause then I hit him in the head with a tray, huh? That person is dead now" Amelia said sillyly.

　

　

"Ah, where is it possible. After you hit him with a tray, he's still alive" grumbled Givar.

　

　

Shasha let out a long sigh she threw her buttocks onto the sofa. Givar calms his wife.

　

　

Amelia opts out and gives space and time to Givar and Shasha. Sitting on the porch of the house, that's what Amelia did.

　

　

He was sad because he couldn't help much. Givar and Shasha are in trouble.

　

　

Sven walked over to Amelia, he was also sitting in a position similar to that of the woman.

　

　

"I'm sorry, I can't help much" Amelia said in a regretful tone.

　

　

Sven turned to Amelia, "Gapapa, you've helped a lot, really."

　

　

Silent.

　

　

Amelia looked down at her legs playing with stones on her shoes.

　

　

"Are you comfortable being a psychologist?" Ask Sven. Amelia turned to Sven who was also looking at her.

　

　

"Emm, yes." Amelia answered, but her expression seemed doubtful.

　

　

Back silence.

　

　

Amelia asked, "Actually, since childhood, I wanted to be an actress."

　

　

Sven frowned, "Why? You're, right, pretty."

　

　

Hearing Sven call her, 'beautiful', Amelia became embarrassed. Both of his cheeks were red.

　

　

"Emm, after I was a teenager, I started to get interested in people's personalities. So I decided to become a psychologist. I see."

　

　

Sven looked at Amelia, "You're not lying anymore, are you?"

　

　

Amelia was surprised, how did she know I was lying?

　

　

"Although you are a psychologist, you are also a human being who has feelings. Whyhideit? You also have the right to express your feelings."

　

　

Sven was right, Amelia often tried to hide her feelings behind a cheerful smile to provide comfort for the patients. Yes, although sometimes he unintentionally showed his true expression.

　

　

Sven laughing. Amelia was stunned by Sven's good looks when she laughed like that. Sven never showed his laughter. So, it was the first time Amelia had seen Sven laughing.

　

　

The woman smiled with flushed cheeks.

　

　

Sven stopped his laughter. She looked at Amelia, "You're so talented as an actress."

　

　

Amelia chuckled, "What did you want to be?"

　

　

"I want to be a cop, but Papa told me to go to a special high school in New York."

　

　

Amelia was seriously listening.

　

　

"I broke out and chose to run away from home. Be me now, someone who is nothing."

　

　

Amelia looked sad, "You've become yourself. That's all that matters. Being someone else is not fun."

　

　

Sven smiled at Amelia's words, which began to sound like a professional psychologist.

　

　

Both looked. Sven was aware of Amelia's beauty, not just her face, but her heart.

　

　

Putting aside his personal affairs for the sake of his patients. No one knows Amelia's suffering back there. He sacrificed his feelings to help the patients.

　

　

They stared at each other long enough.

　

　

"Do you like me?" Hearing Sven's innocent question, Amelia was wide-eyed. He turned his eyes the other way.

　

　

Sven tilted his head looking at Amelia's expression.

　

　

Sven spoke again, "Yes, gapapa times."

　

　

"Emm, like it means awe, right?" Amelia asked without looking at Sven.

　

　

The man smiled, "Look, Givar a guy says I'm handsome."

　

　

Amelia turned to Sven, "You can PD too, huh?"

　

　

Sven laughed, "Finally you saw me too."

　

　

Both of Amelia's cheeks were flushed. He pushed Sven's arm in annoyance.

　

　

"Don't hurt the patient. Is this allowed? I'll report you to the authorities, how?" Grouse Sven.

　

　

"What kind of patient likes to flirt like you!" Amelia Grousers. Sven said, "Some of you like being seduced, right?"

　

　

"What, anyway!" Amelia laughed with both cheeks flushed. He constantly hit Sven's arm.

　

　

The man held Amelia's hands together to stop beating her.

　

　

"I'm glad to see you laughing like this. You laugh because you want to, not because you're acting."

　

　

Sven's words sounded serious. Amelia stopped hitting Sven. She's speechless.

　

　

"So, who's the psychologist, anyway? Me or you?" Amelia Grousers.

　

　

Sven smiled.

　

　

~.2~

　

　

21.30: 27 October 2019

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