MY CANDIDATE IS A MAFIA

Revenges

The sound of a man's footsteps echoed throughout the small, enclosed room. Make anyone who sees it will be in the fog running around here and there. The cramped room was terrifying, the fishy smell that stung into the nasal cavity, the flowers in every corner of the room had withered unkempt, and the, no fresh oxygen can be inhaled while in this room.

Step by step her down the dirty ceramic floor that she was peeling by wearing her expensive shoes.

Actually, it would be inappropriate for the man's shoes to step on the dusty dirty floor.

His journey is now stalled, when it is seen his bodygard standing lined up in front of the door that he will enter while saluting him.

"Sir, that man we tortured last night, but according to your orders, that man we haven't killed!", said one of the bodygard who is none other than Drik to the master who is now standing while showing his cunning grin. Nah! He's not the one who's sneaky but he's the one who's licked.

"Good, you're following my orders well, Drik.", Justin opened the door in front of him and immediately stepped in.

There was a young man sitting in an old chair full of red spots while lamenting something that would happen after the cruel man came.

"Who told you to infiltrate my company. Cih, do you want to bankrupt my company by taking an important letter there?", the question with a disgusted smile justim jarring in the guy's ear, he did not dare to look at Justin at all.

"Let's say, who told you?", Justin's voice soft, yet harboring a deadly intimidation, "Ti-no-k t-tau," the man said in a speech.

"Do you know what this is?", Justin thrust a sharp knife, slightly scraping it on the cheek of this young man.

"I'm afraid to see you, you're young, it's inappropriate that you die in vain.Quick, it's better to tell me who told you to!", justin's face turned off with a tone that he slightly pressed right, but still no response from the man.

"Alright!", jutin turned, "Kill all the family of this man, I'm sick of playing with him!", he stepped away from the tormenting room while re-inserting his sharp knife, but just 3 steps he was about to leave, a raucous voice trembling warmly greeted his ear.

"T-sir kai,,, brav.", said the young man nervously and very weakly. Justin turned to look at the man who was already very, very helpless.

"So the mastermind is kairav? Insolent, it turns out that he wants revenge on me. Just look at who will win, you or me!", Justin said in his own monologue.

"kill this guy and give his family money!", right? At least Justin is still kind enough to make up for this man's life. Justin left the young man who was still staring at the lunglay at him.

Slowly, the sound of the cruel handsome man's footsteps had disappeared behind the door that bound the torture chamber.

Breeze of the morning wind blows greet the shady trees and flowers that lined up neatly. Not to forget also the wind tried to pass through and greet the body of a girl wrapped in a green robe and a matching veil that covered her entire body.

The wind gently stroked the end of his robe and veil, wagging his bass, as if the wind wanted to carry away the venerable sacred cloth.

The girl is now in a standing position, plus the wind makes her like an international model who will do a photo shoot. But for real, no! She is not a model, but she is just a student who is still studying for her future.

The beautiful girl looked up her face, helped by her beautiful eyes to see the tall building in front of her, the university error.

Who does not know the famous university in west Java, where the women and men who tajir can not be described anymore. Even many women here who open their aurat even though their religion is flat islam, very, very unsuitable for the girl is here, in her clothes alone is other

from the other. And the matter of wealth, indeed this girl's life is quite simple.

He breathed a slow breath out of his breathing senses and rolled his eyeballs, a sign he was lazy.

How not, every time he entered the campus and walked in the coricador to class, all eyes were on him, no matter what he did so he was always the center of everyone's attention, is it wrong for someone to be polite and close his aura? Nah! What's wrong with him is why he got into an elite university like this.

"Amira!", shouted a woman as she ran towards him, making Shaima turn her head to the side to welcome the cry.

"Assalamualaikum, why the hell are you? Can you not have to shout, rich distance we are far away!", chanting shaima to his one-on-one friend named cika.

Cika is Amira's sidekick who is always there for her, when people in the campus bully her, ready just ready raw bogeman landed on the face, no matter she is a woman or man.

In fact, without any cika shaima can fight someone who does not like it.

Amel is indeed a tomboyish woman, she is somewhat different from Amira, until now she has not hijab, even though she is Islamic, she is not, but his clothes are still polite because he does not like to wear mini and because of the advice of amira little by little he listened.

"Huh, huh. wa-waalaikumsalam, tired sya!" ringis cika with breath that is still irregular.

Amira sighed, "no one told you to run Amel!"

cika blurted her lips, "i'm afraid you're staying, and you're still trying to stand here on campus, mending in yuk!", said cika.

"So I waited for you miss, you are really slow.", annoyed amira on cika.

"What? Aw, amira! I thought you weren't going to wait for me, so I ran after you" said Cika who was still with his ngos ngossan breath.

"C-c cika beautiful, you did not squirm me from earlier standing here, do not walk and not where!", said Amira while holding the shoulder of her best friend, "Jaudah cik, "Yaudah cik, he said, mending us to class. Today Mr. Gafar loh who taught, you want to be punished because late!", he continued while pulling a cika hand to enter.

"Yes, yes Amira" said cika resigned his hand pulled by amira even though he was still very tired.

"WHAT? You idiot! why was he caught?you loser, I'm sure he told everything to, Justin. Shit!"

Brakk......

The sound of broken glass in the ears. Kairav who used to be in court was very angry when he knew his manners were caught off guard, Maybe again, again and again he had to deal directly with the demon Justin.

"But why am I afraid of justin. Cih, he's the one who took my company, what's wrong if I take him back!", kairav monologue himself staring at the window glass he just broke.

"Justin, I'm gonna make you break to pieces like that glass, you (pointing a guy) get my schedule ready to meet Justin"

"Good sir", said the sectarian

His sobriety kairav to Justin, until now, he still can not to eliminate Justin. There were so many enemies of the cold man, yet no one had been able to kill him. But do not kill, touch his skin, must think a thousand times.