Moon In Hugs

Chapter 188

“We saved your life, so you owe us a debt of gratitude,” Malik, the commander of the new military area, told Aditya as they sat back at Aditya's rest house in Jogja.

“There is a new mission for you,” Malik continued.

Aditya did not seem surprised, as if the conversation that occurred in this cool afternoon had been predicted since he released Zaki and Malik from the death penalty the other day.

“New mission, yes?”

“Ya, new mission. It's just that this time the mission that you will run is rather difficult.”

Aditya did not cut the words of the middle-aged man in front of him and waited curiously.

“Mission rate S,” Commander Malik finally said.

S-level missions are secret missions that almost resemble missions for world-level spy agencies. This surprised Aditya. He felt totally inappropriate and had no ability to do so. On the other hand, he wants to retire, and establish a serious relationship with his lover.

Aditya let out a long sigh and placed his beer glass on the table. Then get up and walk to the pool. From there you can see the beautiful scenery of hills and clouds. It felt comfortable to look at, but Malik's words ruined the beauty.

Malik followed and looked curious about what Aditya said.

With the embarrassment she tried to endure, Aditya replied, “Sorry, Commander, I can't. I'm tired of all that heavy-duty.”

Actually Aditya could have said ‘ya’, and he is also not as weak because in the past many times he underwent missions that risked his life. But this time he felt too heavy.

“No word no when command comes out of my mouth, Dit,” the commander said.

“You are still not considering my application for retirement?”

“Of course not! Talents like you are valuable to be released too early. You're still young to step down from the military. What makes you want to retire at a young age?”

“Entahlah. I'm just tired.”

“You're not tired. How many months after the incident with the gangs in Bandung? You are not used to living this quiet life. You've been relaxing too much lately, so your body is starting to get unhealthy!” commander Malik said with a thiff.

“Not really. I exercise regularly,” said Aditya without daring to look at the commander's face. He even moved away, stepping around the side of the pool, but Malik just continued to follow him.

Malik looked at Aditya in annoyance. He understood how much the young man had done for the army and the country. It's just that he can't hand over the mission this time to anyone other than Aditya.

Finally Malik said, “Zaki wants you involved here. He may have retired, but his input and experience are still useful for us.”

Aditya does not forget his journey with Zaki from the beginning and how he finally met Frita at that time. Zaki is a commander he respects very much and he will do every command without hesitation.

Now Aditya does not understand what to do, but it is true that Malik said about the state of his body. Maybe he is not unhealthy in the end, but feel lonely. He has not seen Frita since the judge released him from the death penalty.

Aditya impinge, “Maybe this is my life call.”

So, he finally said, “Alright. I'm gonna go. S-level missions, whatever they are. I'll go on your orders, Commander.”

Malik seemed happy to hear that. He hugged Aditya's shoulder and shook the young man to make Aditya smile that had faded lately can come back again.

Complex 1A in the secret prison facility was heavily guarded. Complex 1A is occupied by mafia kingpins and the most heinous killers.

That's where Aditya is placed, pretending to be a hit man who is unlucky for failing to finish off one of the officials' children. The guards herded Aditya into a long hallway, then entered one of the cells in the complex bearing the number 1.

“Where are my friends?” aditya asked astonished at the sight of empty cells, seemingly uninhabited.

“This is the morning exercise schedule. You should go there now. Don't crouch too much in the room. A new person like you should start a friendship,” said a guard.

Aditya nodded at the words of the guard who drove him.

After checking the condition of his narrow cells, Aditya went to the gym in the heart of the facility. Accompanied by the cynical gazes of the other prison inmates, Aditya looked indifferent.

“Hey look, new guy. The day is also most mampus,” whispered someone.

“Bans so an hour will die!”

“Bare a bet?”

The voices sounded annoying, but Aditya held back.

In the north there are dozens of bulky bulls tattooed with bears and panthers. On the southeast side were some tall thin men with plontos heads.

“The prisoners here make their respective groups,” Inner Aditya guess where the target is?

Before coming here, Malik gave him directions. The commander opened the tablet and showed Aditya a number of photos and documents.

Their target is a 65-year-old distended man named Leo Kurniawan. He is usually called Old Leo. It's just that his men and hitmen are very professional and feared in Asia Pacific, even to America.

Aditya doesn't know about the man yet, but he says he is in control of a number of international black organizations.

Malik says, “Si Tua Leo is not a random person.”

“How was he arrested?” ask Aditya curiously.

“You don't believe. Something happened that day. He was heavily drunk after downing a lot of local wine from his client in Thailand. He we summarized after arrogantly telling his guards to have fun without keeping him who was again stoned!”

Aditya said it might be a trap. Malik laughed loudly at the suggestion. According to Malik, what Aditya said could happen.

“But the night was chaotic. Many of our members, including the Interpol, had to die and some were handicapped for life due to shootouts and boxing against the old guard once they knew their boss was caught!”

“So curious how nauseating the old man's face was.”

“You will know.”

But Aditya doesn't know either. Where is Old Leo?

Because he felt that he was not part of anyone, Aditya was alone in the empty part. A yellow-toothed burly man approached and spat in front of him.

Aditya stared intently at the face of the man who smelled bad breath. A few moments later he said, “Shrink your teeth first. Can faint the bastards here.”

“Articles!” yells the yellow-toothed man.

The commotion began.

The yellow-toothed man lunged at Aditya, but fainted once struck by Aditya's fist. The science of fighting Aditya is unparalleled. Those who had a quick look were definitely underestimates. Now all the inmates put up the horses.

“May also this new person!” said one of them.

“We hit the rame-rame!”

“Come!”

In a short time, seven prisoners ganged up on Aditya, but they fell down one by one. He easily beat them to pieces and there were even broken hands.

“Keepat you! What's your name, ha?!” a prisoner snapped when Aditya had just broken one of his arms.

Aditya did not answer and continued to beat every prisoner who attacked him.

The sports room is so big. Usually it seems that the strongest of them dominate the place. Sometimes fights happen, but not as bad as this time.

The sports hall is now Aditya's arena of combat. Every prisoner there is like a dust grain that is easily swept away.

In the monitor room.

An officer said, “Should we be orderly?”

“Wait,” says a woman.

The woman was bright-skinned, beautiful, with a super model body, but had the eyes of a tiger. He was hesitant to watch Aditya's action on the CCTV-captured monitor screen.

“Other times learned to judge apart from appearances, Nancy,” so said commander Malik yesterday, as he underestimated Aditya whom he had just met.

Yes, Nancy is also Malik's best man at the moment. He was also involved in an S-level mission this time around.

Nancy gave a small smile, realizing her mistake. He thinks Aditya's a normal guy. The story Malik tells about him sounds like an exaggeration.

Now, Nancy sees with her eyes how great Aditya is not nonsense. He did not expect to get a partner like Aditya. Handsome and flamboyant looking, but at the same time deadly.

At that moment, Nancy saw a shadow in the corner of one of the monitors. A moving shadow appeared, instantly making the fight in the sports room come to a halt.

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