Marrying a Rich Bum

Marrying a Rich Bum
CANDY DOPE



Bima tumultuous. His failure to find Sarah and Mariana and unable to vent his anger on his men made his blood rise to the crown.


Brak!


Bima kicked off the table when one of her guards reported that Sarah's house in the apartment and in the village had been vacated. All identity data in the name of sarah has been passive, financial in the bank has been emptied.


"Find the jerk out until I get it or I'll finish you all off! He brought my son and wife, don't you understand what that means yet?!" Bima threw all the items on the table, his face wrathful.


"Ready, Sir. We've moved."


"Trace the vehicle."


"The last time his car was operating he went to the international airport the same day that Madam disappeared, then to the minimarket. From the minimarket he went home and to this day his car has not been detected going anywhere, sir. When we got to her apartment, Miss Sarah's car was there too."


"Fuckin' woman! Dare he hurt my son and wife, I'll cut him alive" Bima's growl sounded very threatening.


In her place, in one of the most luxurious apartment rooms in her city, Sarah smiled with satisfaction. He observed the people of Bima who were moving filled the city to hunt him down.


"Welcome to the world of heartache, Bima. You will feel how devastated a loss is and how painful it is not to be able to take revenge." Sarah stood in front of the mirror, her round face staring back at her wide eyes with thick eyelashes. Eyebrows like charcoal scratches hang over her eyelids.


Sarah retreated, observing her also magically rounded body. Ibis's smile grew at the corner of her lips, the only remaining form of all parts of Sarah's real body and face. Her long, straight hair is now spotted and hanging over her shoulders.


Sarah grabs the knapsack from above, puts it on one arm and steps out. Her distended stomach was a little bit in the way as the woman lowered her head to put the sneakers on both her legs. Long-sleeved clothes and small jeans strengthen the difference between Sarah's old with Sarah who is currently swinging her big legs over the body of the motor dilan butut.


Sarah stopped her butut motorbike, the sound of her exhaust deafened, making the apartment security guard turn his head while scrunched his nose.


"Good morning, sir." Mariana nodded slightly, cheerfully, as she passed by the frowning security guard.


"Yes, yeah. Good morning, Neng Intan." The stockade greeted Sarah politely.


Sarah walks around the park near her old apartment holding a plastic lid and orange juice glass. She accidentally passed two people in black who she knew had been watching her empty apartment for two days.


"Oh!" Sarah stumbles, spilling an orange juice glass right at the foot of one of them.


"Be careful, Miss." The two men immediately helped Sarah stand up. Sarah stood up, patting her dirty knees.


"It's best if you sit down first, miss." One of them reminded Mariana politely.


"I-yes, Sir. Sorry, this is my bad habit. Thanks for helping me, but...." Sarah sat down, looking for something. The two people before him were observing in confusion.


"I don't have anything to avenge my father's opposite." Sarah reached into her jumper pocket, removing two round watermelon-shaped candies that tasted chewy. "There's only this. Accept it as my gratitude."


The two men frowned.


"No need, Miss. Not necessary. We didn't do anything, just help you stand up."


"Yes, but still good deeds must be avenged." Mariana held out two sweets in her hand.


The two men looked at each other, then nodded.


"alright. We thank you. Next time be careful." One of the two whose shoes was doused in orange juice Sarah, smiled, reached out to receive the candy."


"Thank you, Uncle. I'll remember your message." Then Sarah turned around and walked away leaving the two with carefree steps.


"Is he sane?" ask one of the thinner ones.


One shakes. "Maybe less than one oersen, I don't know. But the intention was good, so eat this. It was good to wet his throat" he said, his hand stuffing the round candy into the hands of his friend who was still observing the disappearance of Sarah.


No!


The two stocky-bodied men bit the candy to the sound of a print, then chewed on the green circle inside, pocketed the wrapper in the pocket of the pants because they did not find a trash can nearby.


"Lumayan. Sweet.." the words hang. The two looked at each other in silence as soon as the candy they ate went down into the throat.


"Do you feel anything?" ask the more stocky.


"Yes. It's like...."


"Contact sir."


"No, he's gonna kill us. That young lady...."


No wait, one of them pulled out his phone and called Marco. They staggered back, leaning against the walls of the building.


"What?!" marco shouted, his voice until it sounded out of the phone speaker.


"Wwwylwllyl...."


"Johan! What's wrong with you guys?!" scream Marco again.


Silent. There was no response. The man called Jogan had broken into the taran and laid face down on his friend who had already toppled over.


"What's wrong?" Bima looked up, looking at Marco.


Marco shakes. "Eitherway. But something seems to be going on with Johan and Gery" Marco answered frantically, pocketed the gun and left.


"Where are they?"


"Wake up in front of Sarah's apartment."


Bima scooped the gun from inside the safe, slammed it shut and ran after Marco who had already come out.


Black Lion roared back on the more crowded streets, galloping towards Sarah's apartment.


"Damn!" bima shouted along with Marco, when he saw a crowd of people around the road near Sarah's apartment. Marco stopped the car in any place and ran to the crowd followed by Bima.


"Johan! Gery!"


Bima knelt down, checking her pulse.


Seeing who was kneeling, the crowd fluttered, then slowly dispersed. The name Leo Atlas was too savage to approach at a distance of less than five meters, so they chose to go as far as possible.


Bima and Marco lifted up both of his guards, taking him inside the car.


"Do we need to take them to the Hospital, Boss?"


Bima shook her head. "Bring to the mansion. Let Dr. Enggar come check on them."


After saying so, Bima made one serious call with her personal doctor.


"Take them to the second floor. The doctor will check on her." Marco gave orders to the bodyguards standing around.


Without waiting, six burly people immediately took Johan and Gery up and put the two to sleep in a spacious room that Bima had transformed into a miniature small hospital, because of the frequent injuries of his troops and must be treated seriously for some time.


The gazes of the six people carrying the two of them looked wondering, but no one let out a sound. They all knew what kind of risk they had to take, when they converted themselves as a lion army.


Bima stood anxiously inside her study.


"What happened to them. Sarah attacked them. Sarah's back in her apartment. Or, did they see Mariana's whereabouts with Sarah, so Sarah attacked them?"


Bima's mind raged. He was screaming in anger when Marxo came in.


"Doctor Enggar was examining them," Marco said, telling him.


Without answering, Bima walked out past Marxo and left him alone in his study.


"Ck!" Marco clucked, following out.


"How are they doing?" songsong Bima, as soon as Dr. Enggar came out of the examination room.


The gray bald doctor smiled calmly. "Whoever attacks them does not intend to harm them. They just put high doses of dope on the candy." The doctor opened his palm, extending out two empty candy wrappers.


"No need to worry. They'll wake up on their own in five to six hours."


"Five to six hours? Isn't that too long?" ask bima coldly.


"No. Because the assailant put it in high doses."


"But whoever attacked him, he'll be gone in a quarter of a day."


"Correction if I'm wrong, but..is it really my guess, after having ostri you become soft? Why find someone who splits candy on two of your troops just wait for them to wake up?" ask the doctor Enggar plain pretentious. Bima flinched, her face hardened.


"Of course not. But somehow they have to stay up to give an explanation."


"I have no doubt you'll dry them until they get tangled, then set them at high temperatures to dry and back slippery." Dr. Enggar sneered, passed away and went down the stairs without saying goodbye to Bima. Bima looked at him who disappeared at the bottom of the stairs.