My Girlfriend's Account Balance

Maaf

As usual they did a closed-door appointment with Adinda. However, Adinda this time was unable to attend for some reason. Several times they wanted to contact but there were no results at all. It's like disappearing, like when Patra disappeared.

An hour? No, it's been 8 hours they wait until the cafe where the appointment closes. The Adinda number is not active suddenly. Anxiety was on their minds, immediately contacting Raka.

Where is that young man now? Surely was sitting doing his duty, stopping all his father's efforts. Even though only from the submission of data of people trust the father only.

His mouth was open, when he was fed an apple that had been peeled by his dear wife. Their bodies were still a little wet, just finished cleaning themselves.

"What information is there?" tanya Raka raised the call.

"There's something we'd like to ask your aunt. But when we promised we'd meet he didn't come. I called her number off completely." Evi replied, sighing many times.

Raka's hand trembled, glancing towards Fujiko with reddened eyes."Mom's missing. A. I will kill him." he stuttered suddenly a slight smile.

Fujiko grabs Raka's phonecell, shutting down Evi's unilateral call.

"I'll kill him." Raka muttered back with tears flowing, rising from where she was sitting.

Fujiko quickly hugged her husband."If you like me, don't do it. We'll look for him together, okay?"

Raka returned his embrace. The young man sobbed, this time the one who disappeared was his mother the one closest to him. His hands clenched, unable to accept all of this.

The woman just patted her husband's back trying to calm him down."It's gonna be okay,"

"But--" Raka's speech was cut.

"I'm still there" a soft line from Fujiko.

Raka nodded in tears."I still want to kill him. Mama!"

"What are you doing? Is it already? A girl or a boy?" tanya Adinda went inside the villa smiling sinlessly at the sight of the young couple hugging.

The atmosphere was momentarily silent. Raka took off his embrace from his wife. Then wiping away her tears, this was really her mother who br*hngsek.

"Mom why are you here!?" ask Raka.

"Where should mom be?" Adinda asked back.

"Mom should have been kidnapped!" Raka said spontaneously.

Bugs!

The pillow floated right on his head."Should kidnapped!? You son of Durhaka!"

"Mom.not so. I-" Raka's words are interrupted.

"Mother's not here to fight. But to warn Nadila, she begins to suspect Fujiko's identity. My stepbrother disappeared a few days ago. It has to do with Nadila. Therefore, from now on Fujiko must live in a safe place. One more thing, your family that was on TV, I'm sure they're in danger too." Warning from Adinda.

"I'll hire people tomorrow to protect my sisters-in-law. This villa also stayed in added security only." Raka told her mother.

"No! The safest place right now was the main residence. Fujiko should be moving tomorrow." He firmly stared at the silent couple for a moment.

The darkest place is under the light of a candle. Hiding in the main residence, thus Adinda and Fujiko can take care of each other. It's an absolute decision he's made.

The pair of labile looking at each other sighed many times, then nodded. Accepting the fact, their night sports rations should be reduced.

But wait, what about Evi, Ragil and Light?

"Why don't you come to the cafe?" ask Raka.

"Mother was followed by Nadila's hired men, phonecell's mother was also lowbat so could not contact them. Sorry," said the middle-aged woman smiling.

*

Meanwhile, a woman was just downcast as she looked at her lover who was driving the car. He was wrong, completely wrong.

"Darling," call Rosita spoiled.

"Eum..." That was the only answer from her boyfriend. The man who was still wearing the pilot uniform, the widower had one child.

What is the reason why the young man got divorced? His wife divorced him. Pursue a career as a model with free association. Indeed there is already a baby sitter for their child, but his wife is reluctant even to breastfeed their own son on the grounds of fear of the front sagging.

The status of the family has always been kept secret by his ex-wife. Until finally got a contract offer in Millan as a brand ambassador for one of the products. Her career shot high, making her prefer to divorce her husband and leave her son who was just a few months old.

"Sorry--" Rosita bowed.

"For what?" anwar asked cold-ass.

"It was on TV without permission. I also put Gerril (the son of Anwar) to bed early. But I'm really just following along. It's Fumiko's idea." Dust bowed.

"Whose idea!?" asked Anwar firmly.

"Yes my idea," Rosita was still down.

"You're the oldest, but instead of being a role model for your sisters, you teach them to be childish." The scolding from the captain.

Rosita just bowed with a face that began to frown like she was going to cry."I'm going down,"

"Ka...what did you say?" ask Anwar.

"A..I said I'm going down!" rosete snapped, opening the car door. Anwar pulled his car over.

"Down" Anwar ordered in a flat tone.

"I'm down! Br*chl! I was childish then why!?" the girl slammed the car door. He was already trying to be mature, walking several hundred meters on a fairly quiet road.

Until a minibus stopped nearby, several men came out of the car to forcefully pull it away, smothering its mouth. The incident lasted only about 10 seconds, until the minibus car drove back.

Anwar follows Rosita far from the back in his car. Desiring to go down prevented, but the incident was so fast, her lover had been forcibly brought.

The young man drove his car at high speed. Not having time to think anything, the situation was completely chaotic. He only intended to play around before forgiving his lover, not expecting something like this to happen.

The car followed him, until he rounded his eyes, staring at their destination was a remote empty house. Dragging his girlfriend in a bound state from the car.

Anwar quickly got out of the car. Not a word broke out of his mouth.

"Who are you!?" asked one of them to point his gun.

Brak!

The man was kicked right in the face, until his mouth was bleeding. Maybe some of his teeth were broken.

The gun that fell was taken by the captain.

Dor's!

Dor's!

Dor's!

Two gunmen shot him, but he avoided hiding under a banyan tree.

Dor's!

Dor's!

Dor's!

The experienced? Of course, that is the advantage of the widower. He includes a sniper who runs his hobby of training every week. Unlike some thugs who are given weapons from shooting only.

Simply spending three bullets, the person carrying the firearm was shot right in the abdomen and arm. While forcibly dragging Rosita shot in the shoulder blade.

The woman who ran crying towards her lover. Another gunman came out of the minibus to shoot Rosita. The shot that was not seen by the girl who was only focused on running towards the captain.

Dor's!

Anwar pulled his hand, hugging Rosita. The shot that finally hit the captain's arm.

Dor's!

Anwar shot the shoulder blade of the man who was about to descend from the minibus.

Rosita loosened her head while crying, looking at the beautiful face of her smiling lover with breathless breath."Sorry," said the young man, releasing duct tape and ties in his lover's hands.

Rosita's still crying, looking at her lover's arm."Aaa.. evil captain! You're evil!" his yell. While Anwar laughed a little, stroking the hair of his naughty salesman.