
Plaque!
irfan's palm was lodged on the person's cheek. "Answer. Want you to sneak in?" sergeant Irfan.
The man nodded not answering a single word. From the corner of her lips dripped fresh blood from the slap just now, she sat on a chair and her hands on the rope were quite strong.
"You're not mute, are you?" Irfan furiously clamped the chin of the person who looked down and did not answer every question from Irfan.
"Let's answer, what's your purpose here? told who?" hardik Irfan again his hand hit the wall so bad.
"I'll never say who told me to. And I'll never tell you what purpose I'm sneaking into this Mension, even if my life is at stake." Obviously that guy.
Irfan was clearly angry. His eyes reddened wanting to feel, kicking the person away instantly. But Irfan still has an important conscience this person has not had time to do evil.
"That's good, I still have a conscience. Otherwise, you're out of my hands. Well if you don't want to say something, just .. Your data is already in my grasp. I'll let you go but I'll know who's going to see you, I'll easily anyone who'll call you."
The two eyes of that person stared intently at Irfan as if holding a deep grudge.
"Look, we've never known before let alone made mistakes. So obviously there's no grudge, but why is your gaze holding a grudge? what did we have before? I'm sure that you have a purpose and there's someone behind all this" Irfan said in a high tone.
"I already told you. Even if my life is at stake, I will never say" said the man with his cynical smile.
Irfan, put together his hardened teeth. "Bas on a lunatic."
His feet were already itching to do something to the person. Because I feel like I gave up, tired. Irfan handed the man over to the police.
Ibra and Zayn rushed over before the police picked up, Ibra staring intently at the man.
"What was the purpose of him Fan coming here? don't sow anything!" probing Ibra glanced at Irfan.
"No, replied the boss. I forced it too. Stay tight." Irfan's upset.
The Netra of Ibra's eyes lead to the person. "Say you have a purpose here, answer?" hardik Ibra's.
That person became deep-seated, not daring to stare at Ibra's extremely sharp gaze.
Ibra then glanced at Irfan. "Fan, he must have a family, and we must do something to get him to answer."
"Good Boss." Reply Irfan while nodding.
"But .. don't go. We can't involve the family, whoever it is." Erat Ibra while looking intently at the man. "Actually, is there a problem you're with us?" with low-pitched words.
"O my brother, and what is your purpose. Because ... if your goal is good, it's impossible to cover or sneak or whatever it's called. Surely it will come well, too," said Zayn.
"We're not going to torture you, because we know it's just going to dirty our hands. Therefore be honest with us after that we will release you, for we know you are but a man and there is a mastermind behind all this." Limpal Ibra with his hands on his chest.
That person raised his face looking at the three people who were in front of him. His lips quivered and began to talk, but the police came to pick him up. Finally, the man has not given any evidence. The police said let the suspect give information directly at the office.
Finally, they gave up entirely to the authorities. Then they prepare to go to the airport for the purpose of Bali.
Ibra, Laras and his son and Irfan. In the same car, while Mr. Marwan, Ms. Rahma. Susi is also Zayn in another car with their respective drivers.
Upon arrival at the airport directly check-in, Irfan received news from the police that the person who was there shot to death and the Police will continue to investigate the case. About the shooting.
"Crazy, the case in Mension has not started yet a new case has arisen. What motive try?" fat Irfan. He reports directly to Ibra and Zayn.
Ibra looked angry. His jaw hardened, his hands clenched, and Zayn looked tense and did not understand who was the mastermind and what he meant.
"The mastermind, deliberately obliterated the life of the person so that his name is not dragged and his crime does not leak to anyone" said Zayn convinced.
Chief Ibra turned his head and nodded. "Is it possible Ruswan?"
"He's in the Boss' prison. I haven't finished thinking. What does it mean to sneak into the missions? someone must have told you, right? especially now that his life is just gone. Before giving testimony," said Zayn.
Irfan nodded his head. He tried to remember something, but Bleng did not remember anything.
After following all the circuits at the airport they finally boarded a plane that would soon be Take-off. Baras holds the baby boy alternately with Ibra. Sit side by side, in front of Rahma and her husband. Behind Irfan and Zayn, while Susi sat alone.
"Zai. Susi herself was there? he just got on a plane this time afraid of fainting." Ibra looked back.
"Lazy ah, make a fuss later." Zayn with his laziness.
"I'm the one who accompanied him" Irfan continued, standing up.
"No, I'll just keep your master here." Prevent Zayn, then he stands past Irfan to Susi.
Zayn sat down beside Susi who was looking at him.
"To accompany you. Who knows the fear of heights-"
"Who said? dare, it's good to say fear of heights!"
"Yes, if I don't want to be with you. I'm back where I came from." Zayn was a bit upset and wanted to get back to where he was.
"Eh, no!" pinta Susi holding Zayn's hand to stand up. Susi turned pale when she saw from the window that the plane was starting to flap its wings into space. Cold sweat poured out from all over his body including the palm that held onto Zayn's hand tightly.
Zayn smiled broadly at Susi's behavior and replied to her grip. "Let's be safe with me." The plan is responded to with a glance only by Susi.
"Fear, what if this plane doesn't return to Earth?" susi's voice vibrated.
Zayn chuckled laughing feeling funny with Susi's words. "Ha ha ha .. There is also this plane crashed, destroyed and not headed Sus. Don't keep floating in space fuel up."
Susi looked at Zayn. Increasingly frightened, his lips trembled, his face pale. His hands are getting cold. "What's? falling if the plane is destroyed, means people?"
"It's ruined too."
Hik hik. "Mother, father .. sister pray for me." Susi's tears flooded her cheeks. He grew even more frightened after hearing Zayn's words. Making the people who heard Susi's voice turn their heads. Including the one behind, his employer.
"Even if our bodies are not destroyed, most sharks eat in the sea." Zayn is getting worse.
Susi was getting panicked. The referee and his grasp are getting stronger. His head slipped into Zayn's shoulder. "Silent. Pray too." said Zayn.
The barrel that was holding a baby boy was dyed. "Why is that why?"
"Most at Zayn's temptation let it be." Reply Ibra while leaning her head.
The interval of Bali travel time was over. aircraft landing. Everything gradually came out, Susi felt her knees tremble so she was rubbed by Zayn.
"Huuh .. make it a hassle." Zayn grumbled while holding Susi.
"Mistake it yourself, scare me." Susi replies with her arms around Zayn's shoulders.
"What I'm saying is true, if I don't believe it. Just ask someone else. Elementary village--"
"Indeed I am a village," said Susi always do not want to lose.
"Already, a loud storm," said Laras.
"Halallin. Let's shut up." Ibra.
"You don't want to marry here. I am from law. Want huh? let's have the reception later if you're home-"
"Let's have a honeymoon." Added Ibra.
"Good idea, I agree. Just the judge, right? anyway, you can go through a cell phone to ask for a guardian from parents," continued Mr. Marwan.
"Yes, would Sus? This Zayn will be a good husband for you" Ms. Rahma assured.
Susi shakes. "Religion. Don't want to."
"I don't want to either." Zayn threw his face away.
"Susi .. We all love you, so want you to be united. After you get married. It is up to you to work or stay at home. There's a husband who will suffice you." Baras continues to persuade Susi.
"And you don't get pretentious, just tell me the truth. If you like Susi, honestly why?" Ibra patted Zayn on the shoulder.
Zayn stared fixedly at Ibra with a meaningful smile.
"Tuh ... right? Zayn is dear to Susi. Want huh?" bejuk Laras clasped Susi's hand.
"Yes, Susi .. You will live a good life, not have to work or anything." Madam Rahma looked at Susi.
"But Susi still wants to be with the young mistress and babysit the Satria." Susi complained.
"As far as I'm Sus. Want to still work or stop please. It doesn't have to be 24 hours either." Ibra's timpal again.
After getting persuasion and support from all her employers made Susi a dilemma. Confused between will and prestige ....
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