Jams

chapter up 15's

Jihan took Mercy to the tent of the PH staff. At the location there are several camera mechanics, Bambang is there, busy chatting with the workshop crew.

"Pak Bambang," jihan scolded.

"Oh yes. I forgot to make an appointment," the bald man realized. "Gue to the office first Bro."

"OKAY. Ready," said friend Bambang.

"Let's talk at my place" Bambang asked Jihan and Mercy.

"Wait Sir. I just want him to be Bambang. He was wandering around father. You know you're hanging out here."

"Yes. I am still confused about the security of the location. Renting on expensive. I asked him (camera mechanic) so. There is but can't come down now. Kudu ngajuin a month."

"Oh want to hire people anyway, make sure the place, sir?"

"Yes. Come Boss. You recommend security."

"Lo calls it straight to me, Bambang. I'm so inget elo clay gas cylinder."

"You have assets here too Boss."

Jihan let Mercy go follow Bambang. His eyes looked at Mercy's back.

"The elite gini. Like a mafia but it's paradise."

Jihan's back at her bar. Inside the tent he searched for information and profiles of Mercy medsos. Google search results, Jihan only found news of war between gangs and mafia cities.

"Njir. pantes are expensive. It's a mafia town."

Click!

Jihan keeps a photo of Mercy photographed by paparazzi. The place is sucking drinks. Title of the news on the site: IT TURNS OUT THAT HERE IS THE PLACE OF NGOPI QUEEN GOTHAM.

Teng! Teng! Teng..!

Working hours back running marked bells. Jihan walked out of the tent. He was poking around with the makeup team outside. One of them was carrying a Jired costume.

"Mbak said tell me to use this. Make a scene in the building."

"Oh so Jired? Yes, here are the clothes."

A dozen minutes later, Jihan acted back in front of the camera. The body is hooked on steel wire. Jihan was required to land, then after successfully landing Jihan spoke to her acting opponent.

"Well, that's disgust to know. Man if laper tuh kasih satay, not girl fingers. Get out of here, Illiteracy!"

"OKAY. Take off!"

"Haah? Really got a bang?"

"Udah sip's. No need to rework."

The field crew then helped Jihan remove the wire from her clothes. The location of the shoot was not really in the building, but rather ornamental boards and lots of green screens there.

The next scene is fighting. Jihan fights with her acting opponents who are both agile and racery, imitating the movements of the coach.

Three hours later, the job was done. Jihan was light-headed and was already sitting resting in the waiting chair. The take is being checked, so it can't go yet. Mercy suddenly came and immediately sat down on an empty chair.

"Ehem. cool as well," said Mercy, looking familiar.

"Ehh, you. Hehe. Thanks though. Did you finish the meeting, right?"

"Hhh.. That's."

Jihan also sighed. "You're cool too. Especially if you bring an electric rifle."

"Brimob mean lo?"

"No. Special forces."

"Oh."

"Oh yeah?"

"Hhhhhh. I am not clear. We meet in front of the cashier's tent, at the place of consumption."

"That's not what I mean."

"Continue?"

"Hhh.. I think we've met."

"Emang. Hehe.."

Mercy silently daydreamed. Jihan stared without stopping from happy. Mercy seemed to be remembering.

"What meeting is the same Mr Bambang?"

"Hire people. I´m. You see, the territory belongs to the Dragons."

"Oh. So, can I help you?"

"Hhhh. Focus on the same schedule. My men are coming here, starting perimeter guard work."

"Yes already. Is napa still confused?"

"Gue nyari people. Name's Erika. Lo Jihan khan?"

Jihan was silent and did not speak. A guilty look was on his face.

"Erika is familiar with my figure. But really, I'm still confused."

"Erika is you, Mer."

"Continue?"

"There is something that covers you. This isn't the real reality, but the simulator."

"Well yes. I forgot to forget. Ling lung's. Is there really life out there? Like a dream."

"Hey.. Backwards. Here's dreaming. Out there reality. You got Marcel outside. A recluse."

"You mean, who am I?"

"Marcels. But Mercy is cool too."

Mercy kicked Jihan out of the studio. In a somewhat quiet place, Mercy pulled out a necklace. Jihan scrunched her forehead.

"What's this?"

"This is what I thought. You might know."

"Now.."

"Yeah?"

"It's a land letter, Mer."

"Letter? Why are they chasing me, not a lot of mail at the post office?"

"Hhh-hh! How ya.."

"Gue seriously."

"Say Heart, the permanent heart, you have to find the rifle."

"Heart? Who's she?"

"His crude language, he's a fortune teller."

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