
Laila stood in front of a large carved door. It looks at all the activities that are in it. Listen to all the conversations that are going on. Then Laila breaks through the wall of the big room where Ethan is talking to someone.
"I want you to write an article about Barraq coming back" Ethan said, sipping warm tea.
"What news do you want this time?"
"Em, it seems you already understand very well my wishes"
"Of course, Sir. We are business people. Hahaha...."
"Haha...Make news based on this photo" said Ethan.
His hand held a photo onto the table. Rifky took the photo. Frowning Rifky's forehead when he saw who the figure in the photo.
"The affair? Or a scandal with the lady of the night?"
"The second one..."
"Wow.you're amazing. Your choice is always controversial. You're the champion, sir..."
"That's so bad of you, Ethan. The way you are truly a village is inversely proportional to what you all have" Laila said.
Laila's chest rumbled. Ethan's plan makes Laila's heart ripple. This time there was a storm going on. So screwed.
"I want the news to be out tomorrow"
"Well, sir.." said Rifky shortly before leaving the room.
"I won't let you do it. I make sure your plan fails" said Laila who was still grumbling.
Soon the door was knocked back. A man then entered the room. His steps were so hasty. I can be sure there is something important to say.
"Sir.." said the man who was none other than Daniel.
"How's Daniel?" ethan says.
"Sorry, Sir. I think I should intervene. Mr. Barraq's assassination attempt failed. And our man was caught." Daniel said.
Ethan remained silent. Only his eyes were implying anger. Especially when he saw his strong fist. He was actually angry. Ethan tries not to overdo it. All because there have been negative rumors about him circulating. Moreover, the paparazzi continue to perch in front of his magnificent office.
"If you fail too, how?" ethan said later.
"I will not carry you, sir. I will bear it all..."
"alright. Then your family will be my dependents, should anything happen to you"
"Thank you, Sir..."
"Basic mental jongos. Just wanted to be sacrificed..!" laila.
Daniel left the big room. The contents of his head turned. Daniel was looking for the best way for the mission to be successful. He thought his plan should be implemented in a day or two. It was related to the possibility of Barraq's consciousness yet to be recovered. And the situation certainly benefits Daniel in an effort to pass the evil plan.
Meanwhile, Laila who harbors anger immediately members Rifky. Why is it so fast? Yes, understand his name also ghost can penetrate space and time as fast as he wants. Hehe...
"Digital Traces Are Never Wrong." as soon as Laila read the news tagline listed.
"Sad.kampungan. Pay reporters. Just wait for me to make a calculation with you." said Laila growled.
Laila kept looking at every news line on the monitor. Every time Laila read it, she grew furious. Laila kept an eye on Rifky's movements and writings.
GECK.
GECK.
GECK.
Door knocked. A sweet girl was standing in the doorway. Her smile seemed sweet. It was even sweeter than the tea he brought. The girl's steps are full of charm. Even Rifky who was concentrating on the monitor screen would not want to immediately distract him. Expanding Rifky's smile as the girl put down a cup of tea while. Thus, two large chewy objects that like thrashing from the container was clearly visible.
"Source of inspiration.." said Rifky.
His eyes seemed to want to jump together with two chewy objects that were so tempting.
"Tehnya, sir." said the girl with a smile.
"Thank you.." said Rifky.
His eyes were twitching. Make the girl blush. Slightly bend the body to the right-left like a bird of paradise that is spreading charm. This is a signal of readiness to be a source of interest. Rifky was enthusiastic. The source of inspiration is.
"Diminum, sir.." said Sekar.
His voice was spoiled, sighing. Because Rifky's attention is centered on Sekar, he does not realize that behind him there is Laila who is ready to thwart his plans. The first step was Laila started. The tea that had just been served, was smashed by Laila. The water hit Rifky's hand and some of the paper was scattered on the table.
"Ah, fuck...!" Rifky.
His hands quickly saved the paper that needed to be saved. While Sekar is busy helping to tidy up.
"Hihi.." Laila's laughter.
Once more. Laila pranks Rifky. This time the newly tidied papers were hit by strong winds. The sheet flew for a moment, then again scattered on the floor. The wind of Laila's power is really powerful to make Rifky speechless. His eyes were ceaselessly looking at the paper that was flying for a moment. Tanya began to occupy her heart. In a closed room, how could the wind be free to fly. So thought Rifky, the reporter gaek. All speculation is present. Even so, it is soon eroded by reason that cannot accept it. Rifky's heart started to wry.
BLAST.....!!
Suddenly the laptop monitor that had been on, died. Rifky panic. How not, the news that is ready to be raised is wasted. This is an unusual thing.
"Damn...!" grouse Rifky.
His eyes looked around. The cold started running the body along with the whole room. Rifky rolled his eyes. His hand pulled Sekar's arm. With a tense atmosphere, Rifky chose behind Sekar's back. Apparently he began to be affected with all the negative thoughts about the existence of subtle beings who exhaled Sekar.
Then they both ran out of the room. Both breaths are hunting. Then the door closed tightly by itself. It makes both of them wry. Both run away without looking in any direction, either right, left, or behind. Some employees stared at the astonishment of the two who were experiencing acute fear. Especially to run around like that.
Laila smiled with satisfaction. His eyes looked at him with satisfaction. If possible, he could dance Indian style to Korean K-Pop style. Failed to have negative news about Barraq that day. And Rifky has been remembered by Laila. So whenever Laila wants, she can go straight to Rifky quickly.
Laila sighed as she passed quickly. Where not. The smoke-blown tub of his body disappeared just like that leaving the cold in the room.