Laila Bodyguard Surveyed

10. Explanation of Arga

"Arga's to!" greeting Afni who directly broke into the room Arga. She always wanted to get Arga's attention. But for Arga enough is the death of Linda who is always in his heart.

Laila who was standing behind Arga looked at the astonished girl named Afni who was not tired of meeting Arga. "Am I going out, let this woman speak freely with Arga's boss," Laila said.

"Morning!" replied Arga briefly who had focused on staring at the report he read. He did not care much about the presence of his friend.

Laila glanced at Afni with clothes that were quite open, "Sorry mba, well how well, I don't feel good talking about it, sorry if I sassy, it buttons her shirt to open mba," said Laila hesitated.

"This is mba fashion, gini gini model," Afni still smiled even though he was upset to see the behavior of Laila village. "Such a village, anyways he who wants to take care of me," Afni grumbled in his heart.

Laila felt uncomfortable he tried to get out on Arga, "Sir boss, I keep it outside, yes," said Laila staring at the busy Arga.

"Don't! you stay here, if you're tired of standing, there take your stool, you can sit down, but don't try to leave" Arga said without taking his eyes off the documents he examined.

Laila sat behind Arga, until Afni felt awkward with the presence of Afni. "I think you're very busy well, yes I've left first, next time I'll play here" said Afni, in his heart he hopes Arga will hold him back from leaving.

"Okay, be careful, yeah,"

"Huh? so doang, you insensitive boy," Afni grumbled in her upset heart.

She left with a sour face.

Arga stared as Afni walked out the door.

"Luckily he left quickly" said Arga with relief.

"Kok sir boss seems happy he left," asked Laila saw Arga's expression as a person who was newly freed from debt.

"Yes, because I want to talk seriously with you, we must be able to solve this problem, Linda's killer must be dealt with immediately" Arga explained closing the report in his hand and focusing on speaking.

Laila seemed to be thinking about something, there was an awkward thing that she felt during her work. "Bos Arga, I'm confused, why lately there is no longer anyone bothering the boss Arga, is not his target not the boss Arga, but Linda?" Laila was still wondering about that awkward thing for her.

"No way! there's no reason they killed Linda, they meant to kill me, Linda just tried to save me, so she had to be the victim" Arga said.

"Does the boss explain what happened?" pinta Laila was curious.

Arga tried to explain as he had, "When I was attacked by two female criminals, I tried to fight, and finally the two women were lying in the street, suddenly there was a man carrying a knife from behind me, Linda saw that and saved me immediately" Arga explained clearly.

Laila listened to Arga's explanation, "Now I heard female villains, what were they like?" ask Laila.

"They always wear black jackets and black hats, but every time I fight with them, I definitely see a sun bracelet in his hand" Arga explained.

Laila kept all of Arga's explanations in her mind. "Well, I'll try to figure it out" said Laila, who was very ambitious to solve Arga's problem.

***

At night, the,

Arga who was home from work experienced obstacles on the way. The car they were driving broke down in the middle of a deserted road. The driver got down to check the engine. While the driver was checking and repairing the car, the sultry Laila got off the car.

Arga got out of the car. "Gosh..why break down anyway, anyways you why use this car, there are other cars," said Arga staring at the driver who repaired the damage.

Laila prepared herself to face in case of danger. He turned around and directly attacked the person behind him.

KAPO !!

It was the bruised cheek of the man who came to Laila, who turned out to be Rifki.

"Astaghfirullahalazim.malangnya I am O Allah, what punishment is appropriate for this woman who beat me," Rifki was shocked, and deliberately exaggerated his words to attract Laila's sympathy.

"Astaghfirullah.sorry, I'm sorry, you're hurt," Laila was so guilty, she noticed Rifki's bruised face on the edge of her lips.

Arga was surprised to hear the voice, he hurriedly met Laila in the back of the car, "Good God, this child got thumped again," said Arga holding his smile as if mocking Rifki.

"I'm sorry boss, I didn't mean it" Laila looked down and begged Arga for forgiveness.

"What to forgive, this is not a mistake, this is just the stupidity of this boy who is too weak as a boy" said Arga who stared funny half-sister.

Rifki looked apprehensive, this was not the first time he had gotten a bump from Laila. "You're talking like that because you've never frowned" Rifki looked at Arga's annoyance, because Arga didn't understand how much pain Rifki was feeling.

"Some of you do nights here, there is no other work," said Arga

"I just happened to pass by here, I saw Laila standing here, yes I stopped, who knows you guys need a ride," said Rifki who still holds a bruise on his face.

"Oh, what a pity, sorry, I misunderstood again, I thought it was a criminal," said Laila slowly showing her guilt.

"Have come home, we got in your car" said Arga, without saying much directly up to Rifki's car.

***

"I'm like a driver," grumbled Rifki staring at Arga from the rearview mirror looking relaxed in the back bench.

"Be quiet I want to sleep for a while" Arga felt tired, until he closed his eyes intending to sleep for a while.

Rifki glanced at Laila who was sitting on the front bench.

"You don't have to feel guilty, I'm not angry, oh can I ask for your phone number?" ask Rifki and give her HP to Laila to have Laila write her number.

Laila took Hp Rifki, wrote a number that was certainly not her hp number.

"Thank you" said Rifki, just as he called the number, to confirm Laila's number.

"Yes hello, we are from Medika Hospital, can anyone help?"

"Sorry.sorry.misconnected," Rifki immediately turned off the phone.

"This isn't your number, you're lying yes" Rifki complained and looked at Laila.

Laila smiled cynically, "That's right, that's the hospital number, you need a doctor to treat the wound, not my number" Laila said.