Magical Traders

Magical Traders
CHAPTER 5



Just this time Dennis took a woman into his apartment. It was also because of the earthquake problem that he wanted to show to Ambar's doctor.


“Big is your apartment too. It's too broad to be alone,” said Ambar doctor as he walked into the apartment. “Unfortunately you have no thoughts of getting married?” continued Dr. Ambar.


Dennis just smiled, not answering the question. He deliberately preceded Ambar's doctor to take a seat near the glass window. “Please sit, doc. I'll get you some mineral water first.”


“Don't bother, Dennis. Just relax. If I think, it's a mess. Sorry, yes. Regardless of the earthquake you told me about, one could have thought there was a fight here or you were idly doing it.”


“I can understand that, doc. I can't force all this because of the earthquake because there is no earthquake out there.”


“That’s right. But remember, I came here as a friend and a doctor. Understand what I mean?”


“You think I'm out of my mind?”


Dennis' question drew Ambar's doctor closer. “Three months you disappeared and suddenly appeared to ask me to buy XRP. That's not the Dennis I know. Even if your analysis is correct, you've never behaved that way. I'm sure you can explain.”


Dennis thinks Ambar's remarks have a point. He never asked anyone else to buy crypto assets, let alone buy them. “Begin' with it, Doc. I'll show you something. Maybe it has something to do.”


“What's the problem?”


“If I tell you, promise not to tell Dian Hartanto.”


“He also disappeared from the forum when you disappeared. What's wrong with you guys?”


Although heavy, Dennis tells all the events he experienced. Including when he was hit by a stream of lightning and strange abilities that he had.


“So all this time Dian Hartanto hid you here and asked you to keep everything a secret. Good. The earthquake, it made me feel weird. Now, you want me to believe you have a strange ability. Looks like we have to drink coffee first,” said doctor Ambar kneeling his forehead.


Dennis immediately remembered the maid he had met at the cafe. “Try me to ask for the order. Has anyone delivered it?”


“It's better. My stomach is also hungry, ” doctor Ambar did not hesitate to go directly to the kitchen to make two cups of coffee.


After connecting to the service phone, Dennis directed to go up to the sixth floor and look for room number three. Not long after, from the outside came the sound of the door on the knock. Dennis opened the door.


“Log in first,” pinta Dennis.


“Here only, Brother. Everything is three hundred thousand rupiah,” said the maid he met at the cafe handed him two plastic bag packs.


“I need your help once again. Come in for a second,” Dennis opens the door wide. The waiter looked inside and saw Ambar carrying two cups of coffee and placed them on the table.


“Mari in. Guaranteed safe. He doesn't like girls. I was nothing from earlier,” said doctor Ambar approached with a smile.


Dennis was surprised to hear that remark while scratching his non-itchy head. “I'd like to ask for your help cleaning up the stuff inside. Hopefully this is enough for you,” Dennis handed ten pieces of red paper money with a picture of Soekarno-Hatta.


“Aplenty. The bill is only three hundred thousand,” said the waiter.


“Show for you.”


“Receive only. He is single and the money is also a lot,” timpal doctor Ambar winked to the waiter.


Though hesitating, the waiter entered the apartment. Dennis and Ambar's doctor also took care of the scattered room.


“You're not fighting, are you?” the waiter asked suspiciously.


Dennis and Ambar's doctor meet each other. They both laughed.


“What I said earlier. Right, right?” chirps doctor Ambar.


“Just you have to quickly find a wife so that someone takes care of your apartment,” continued Ambar doctor shifted the conversation.


“No fights. His intention was to change the new atmosphere, but it was a mess,” Dennis reasoned.


The waiter no longer asked. After making the bed, he picked up a broken glass on the floor. Meanwhile, Dennis follows Ambar's doctor who prepares food in the kitchen.


“I don't know your taste. I think she's pretty. Why don't you just come near?”


Dennis held back his laughter from being heard until it came out. “I'm traumatized by women.”


“You are weird. The woman is delicious, even traumatized,” replied Ambar doctor.


“Later I tell you everything,” said Dennis back to the main room that was clean and neat.


Seeing the presence of Dennis, the waiter immediately said, “The clothes let me wash all you guys,” he said lifting a basket containing dirty clothes.


Dennis immediately prevented it and wanted to take the basket of clothes. “Not necessary. Here there is a laundry service.”


The service was down. His face was red. Dennis just realized accidentally grasping the palm of the servant.


“Sorry, I accidentally,” Dennis let go of his grasp. The servant only responded with a nod of the head.


Seeing that doctor Ambar smiled. “New coming already held-held. I am the one from just now not held at all,” chirped.


“Do not do so, Doc. Don't make him think anything. I accidentally wanted to take this basket,” showed Dennis grabbing the basket and putting it in the corner of the room.


“I'm just kidding, really. We were just friends,” doctor Ambar put the food on the table and went straight towards the glass window. “That's the cafe where you work, right?”


The servant turned his head and looked at the place that Ambar's doctor had appointed. The atmosphere of the cafe looks crowded. He knew he had to get back to work. “Looks like I have to go back,” said the waiter hurriedly while saying thanks.


Doctor Ambar followed straight from behind. When he wanted to get out, he pulled the servant's arm to get closer. Whispering, Ambar's doctor said something.


“He likes you,” he blinked his eyes.


The waiter's face was red.


“You have read the message I wrote behind my order paper?”


“Not yet. I gave it to the cashier.”


Their conversation came to a halt after hearing Dennis' call. “Jeez, Doc. Looky here. This time you will believe my words.”


Doctor Ambar hurriedly and instantly closed the door. He approached Dennis who was sitting facing his laptop.


“Please, Doc. I just kept quiet but why my laptop works on its own. You know what command was written?”


Doctor Ambar shook his head. “What is it?”


“This is hacking, Doc.”


“You're serious, Dennis?!”


Dennis immediately closed the command prompt app.


“Please, Doc. I just closed it.”


In order for Ambar's doctor to believe, he kept his hands away from the laptop keyboard and crossed his arms to the back of his head while leaning against the chair.


From behind, Ambar's doctor moved his face. He found out what Dennis meant. Now he understood after seeing it for himself. Dennis' laptop was like someone was being hijacked.


Everything is running automatically. The command prompt app opens again. Yep. A row of command lines typing itself.


“That's what it means?” point doctor Ambar to the laptop screen.


When Dennis wanted to explain, his elbow touched the soft mound of the chest of Doctor Ambar.


“Ishhh...began brave, yes.”


“Ma.ma.sorry, doc. Accidentally,” Dennis shifted his seat and immediately explained. “That's the command line to change IP and MAC Address to keep it untraceable.”


Doctor Ambar doesn't understand such terms. “What do you want in hack?”


“Not yet, Doc. If we let it go, the goal will be visible,” replied Dennis.


“Ya, already. We just wait while eating,” doctor Ambar let go of his white jacket. “You have no problem, right if my appearance is like this?”


Dennis. His chest rippled to see Ambar's doctor who was not wearing a suit. Tight black t-shirt that shows a puffed up chest curve. He did not want to be rude just because he looked at the body of Ambar doctor for too long.


“Kok not answered? If you mind, let me wear a suit again,” Dr. Ambar said.


Dennis awkwardly gave an answer. “Friend, Doc. Just don't remove everything.”


Doctor Ambar laughed. “You want that, right? Basic male.”


Dennis refused to respond. However, he does not know much about Ambar's doctor. Just this time meet and still have to adjust. “O, yes. I'll show him,” thought Dennis remembered something.


“Can I hold your phone, Doc.”


“Make what?”


“Just hold it. Just for a moment, not until the blisters.”


“You're serious. Just hold it, right?” doctor Ambar handed me his phone. “Ehhh, wait. Don't-don't you..”


Be late. Dennis took the phone. All of Ambar's cell phone records were recorded in Dennis's head.


“Nih, I return it. Now all the data and information on that phone is in my head.”


“Serious of you, Dennis?” doctor Ambar is a little worried.


“You're proof?”


Dennis' smile was uncomfortable but Ambar's doctor tried to act ordinary. “Try you mentioned. If true, I immediately believe your story.”


“We start with the amount of XRP you have already purchased.”


“How much? Sook know..!” In the heart of the doctor Ambar is worried if Dennis can really find out all the contents of the data on his phone.


“All in li..ma..pu...luh...ju...ta....ru...pi....ah,” replied Dennis affirming his sentence.


“Kok , right?” doctor Ambar is nervous.


“You again?”


“Bby..!”


“Assyik nih, Dika doctor can send PAP every day,” call Dennis smile and make the doctor's face Ambar red extinguished.


“Jeez, Dennis. You even know the contents of the message in whatsappku,” doctor Ambar does not dwell. “That's enough. I believe now.”


Dennis couldn't help but laugh. He watched Ambar's doctor cover his face in shame.


“Sorry, Doc. My intention is not to embarrass you. But thank God that the doctor finally believed,” said Dennis immediately reached into his pocket feeling his phone vibrate. “Dian Hartanto called,” Dennis gestured for Ambar's doctor to remain silent.


“Try to pay attention to the market, there seems to be something unnatural. Is it in line with your analysis?”


Dennis turned his body and stared at the laptop screen. He was surprised to find lines of hacking orders that were so long.


“Let me call again,” Dennis confirm Dian Hartanto call and directly check the market on his phone. “Try to open the market on your phone, Doc. See what happens,” pinta Dennis nervous.


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