Lay With The Devil's

Meet the Fuckers

Jaka tells Paul to remove his disguise immediately. He did not want Sarah to ask much about knowing him with Mr. Samsul.

Without much further ado Jaka runs his car. Paul is changing his shirt on the back bench.

The distance between where he parked and his house was not far. Only five minutes later they arrived in front of Jaka's apartment.

"Father sure he doesn't recognize me?", asked Paul somewhat hesitantly.

"Calm down. He is not focused at the moment", explained Jaka while removing his seatbelt.

Not until five minutes they have arrived at the door of Jaka's apartment. Just once Jaka pressed the bell of his own house, Sarah had already opened it.

"Hi Sir... This.", Sarah offered the magic card that Jaka had given her.

Jaka accepted it without question. He then entered and immediately sat down in his recliner.

"Is there a problem?", asked Jaka while observing Sarah who had been holding her backpack.

"My brother-in-law called. So he told me to go home" Sarah explained. Occasionally he observed the person who had come with Pak Jaka.

"It's Paul. My assistant. Do I want to take it? I happen to be not busy",

"I'm troublesome. I'd better order an ojek online...",

Jaka then observed the clock in his hand.

"It's almost twelve o'clock in the evening. Even though the ojek online, it is still dangerous for girls with such nightgowns" explained Jaka without seeing his interlocutor.

"I'm quite an adult, sir... Thanks for the attention" explained Sarah who then turned around and came out of Jaka's apartment.

He had already ordered the Starjek he used. It wasn't until five minutes that the ojol arrived. Sarah reveals the license plate of the vehicle in her vehicle.

"Is the plate different, sir?", Sarah said.

Ojol just shut up. He even talked about Sarah from head to toe. His forehead wrinkled.

"According to the application?" asked the person without answering Sarah's question.

"Emmm... This is really with Mr Ramos, isn't it? Can the mask be opened?", asked Sarah again. He wanted to retreat, but he was afraid that this person would get angry. Where he dared.

Ojol just shut up. He then observed the circumstances around which made Sarah take a step back.

Sarah wants to turn around and go back to Mr. Jaka's apartment. He regretted refusing the man's offer.

"So no, mbak?", asked the bully again.

That's when Sarah felt her arm being pulled by someone.

"Darling, it's late... We'd better look for it tomorrow. - Sorry, sir. My wife wanted to find our cat that ran away... We cancancel it sir.", explained Jaka who enjoyed his role this time. He was rather happy to see the confusion in Sarah's eyes.

"Wah..losing my dong. Yes that's...",

"Eh, this is sir. Sorry sir.", explained Jaka while offering a piece of money fifty thousand.

Jaka realized Sarah was talking about it in confusion.

The ojol. Sarah then notices Jaka is confused.

"What do you pay for, sir? It's not polite either.", though...",

"Either that. Just be careful not to be a gossip",

"So, you go home or what?", asked Paul who had been waiting next to the door.

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Sarah got off Jaka's car lazily. He knew what was going to happen next. At first glance he saw the watch his brother gave him a few months ago on his brother's birthday.

"Do you want us to take you to the front?", asked Paul.

Jaka was eager to come in and see the woman-in-law which made him very uncomfortable. She herself is very dear to her sister. His brother also respected him a lot.

Paul turned the road a little far.

Jaka still continues to observe Sarah's hasty steps. He wondered, why is it so easy to make this woman give up? Just one phone call and he came back.

Jaka glanced at the apartment in which Sarah and her sister's family lived. A pretty big type. Although not as big as his, but such type has more rooms.

Jaka had surveyed several apartments in this location, before finally his brother's apartment was the one he occupied.

"Sir, are you okay?", asked Paul who saw his boss daydreaming.

"nothing. It's just that this woman is like a magnet. There are so many problems twisting it.", explained Jaka as he returned.

checking phones.

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Usman entered Mr. Alfandi's room with a letter in his hand. The letter was from his father.

"Hmmm... I'm stumped. Who the hell are you? How could Mr. Usman pull out a letter like this. Usually he does not bother about this...",

"How about sir?" Jaka narrowed his eyes.

"Ah, no. Because it's like this, I'm sorry first", explained Mr. Alfandi as he grabbed his phone and moved. Jaka doesn't care. He must hurry.

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Sarah was half shocked when she found Mr. Usman in Mr. Alfandi's chair. He then placed the file that Mr. Alfandi requested yesterday.

"Sorry sir, what are you doing here? where is Mr Alfandi at the moment?",

"Oh sorry, I don't know. Maybe he came home or was in the cafeteria. I'm sorry I'm not polite, but the duty of Mr. Ibrahim makes my head very dizzy...",

"Alright Sir... Excuse me... Do you need anything?",

"Hmmmm. I'm done soon. Thank you for asking.", explained Mr. Usman without giving any attention to his interlocutor.

Sarah out. He brought back the file he had been carrying.

Jaka looked back at Mr. Alfandi's laptop screen.

Everything is normal from here. No files locked. I'd better connect it to Paul's laptop so he can track it deeper...

"Excuse me, sir..."

"Hmmm yeah... Sister Sarah. Is there anything left?",

Sarah shook. He then put a glass of espresso coffee in front of Mr. Usman.

"It usually belongs to Mr. Alfandi.", explained Sarah briefly. He then came out.

Jaka is so busy. He took a sip of coffee earlier. The owner is not here, and the coffee seduces his sense of smell.

Jaka looked back at the laptop screen. But his eyes are too heavy. He's sleepy.

Damn it!!!

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seriate....