My husband's Intel

Ch 3 - New Target

POV Aksa written by Densa

For three hours we sat around the table staring at the projector screen at the front. Pay attention to Mr. Rizal's presentation on Filtration missions and data collection. This presentation should be completed in an hour. However, with Mr. Rizal's style of language that was like a tangled thread, we were forced to sit in this room longer.

“Yang will do Filtration is Aksa Pradipta agent. Duration 8 months and will start in early april.”

Quite surprised when my name was mentioned by the meeting leader, I was just about to ask, he immediately closed the meeting.

Just one week ago I returned to my homeland after a philanthropic mission on the border of Myanmar and Thailand. Now a new mission awaits.

“Spirit bro, cuan gede.” Risky patted me on the shoulder while tidying up the files strewn across the table.

“Cuan. Tired yes,”

“Remember your oath young man. To continue to serve mother earth until god calls, hahaha”

Everyone who attended the meeting actually knew that the mission this time was quite difficult. Field officers must break into the heart of a black organization that regulates the supply of state crude. The names of famous nan are suspected to be the mastermind of this organization. We are tasked with getting evidence of their misconduct and reporting directly to the president.

“So you who got the mission?” rina said as I asked for a copy of the task file.

“Yes that. Bad breath hasn't been away from me.”

“Single mission right, OP self-feeding dong.”

Operational funds, only that will be the treatment of the hearts of agents in the field. It is common knowledge that these funds can be used for personal gain, stay smart agents only manage. If during the mission only spent 30% of the total funds. The rest can go in the bag. If you are carrying out a four-man mission, yes for four. If you are alone, you are full.

“Yes if you can come back alive. If it dies, there is no point in OP gede.” I received the copy that Rina just printed.

“I'll enter my name as your heir. So your devotion is not in vain. I guarantee you, your belly button I water the flowers every lebaran.” Rina started chattering expecting a legacy that was not yet real.

“Mending the cave of love to the orphanage, rather than giving thanks to you. Lu prayed no, how would you accept his prayer. Hahaha.”

I had to swoop around to hide Rina's punch because of the joke just now.

“Bay de wey, thanks for the file.”

I've been working for almost ten years as one of the agents in the state intelligence agency. I have done various tasks before. Starting from the task of menye-menye level crackers to A-class tasks that make each step accompanied by life-depriving angels. Tired anyway, but the young patriot soul as you make my sign always printed on the approval sheet.

Out of the office I immediately ordered a taxi online to Soekarno Hatta airport.

Go home, yes I want to go home and see mom. I have not seen the woman who gave birth to me for six months.

I never knew my son worked in intelligence. He only knew I was working in a coal mining company. The reason working in the mines made it easy for me to go far for a long time. Also if you have lost contact, just by noticing there is no signal everything will be sorted out.

I really miss them both now.

However, I have to endure this longing for a few more hours. Flights to Jakarta-Padang must be delayed by 1 hour and 45 minutes. I chose to read the task file while waiting.

His job is located in the city of Surabaya for 8 months. Agents must be able to uncover the main masterminds of BBM supply control, the flow of funds and the main objectives of the organization. The Palace suspected that they were not just about to accumulate wealth, but there were other missions disguised.

I continued to read the profiles of people suspected of being masterminds. One of them is the top of the national party and the owner of the big media of the country. I met him several times while escorting the President to review the land of the new capital candidate. If it is true that he is the mastermind of this black organization, an award as ‘aktor best’ needs to be pinned on him.

He and his party became the main supporters when the president ran for the second time. He also poured huge funds for the purposes of the campaign. It turns out that there was another meaning behind his fervor all along.

Reading work files in a relaxed time turns out to be very boring. I ended up opening a social media account that I hadn't opened in a long time.

During this time, whenever there is free time I often write in a literacy group. My social media account is quite crowded by comments or messages from group members asking for the continuation of the story.

There have been dozens of unopened messages since I left 6 months ago. And start replying one by one. There's a pretty interesting message.

“Bang, great brother is efficacious not in the real world. Try gombalin Mbak queendira. If it means really great brother!”

Lah, there's a nantangin. Since long ago I was the most abstinent to retreat if invited to a bet. Somehow this one mental illness does not disappear even though the age continues to grow.

I immediately searched for the account that this challenger meant. Apparently true, she was a female writer in the same group. One thing that made me more interested in taking on the challenge. The target is beautiful.

“If I can get what's the prize?” I sent a reply to the challenger's account.

“Whatever you want. Want bobo together also not papa.” Reply to the challenger's account was followed emot shut up.

I'll just go to the challenger's profile. He's about 35. Pretty nice. Can also offer. Once steps four chewy mountains on the legs. Haha.

“Bby deh. Watch out if mangkir”

We had a message reply for a while, then began to switch to researching the target. I tried to gather all the information from the target social media accounts, but the info was minimal. Even his real name does not exist.

I switched to his account on another platform, this account is more crowded than social media accounts. From his literacy account I got the target instagram account.

There are some photos that he uploaded, clearly without cover or censorship as in his facebook account. Her beauty is truly complete. Oval face with yellow skin typical of the archipelago. Round and clear eyes. And the most charming thing was her smile.

I started thinking of a way to start a conversation with the owner of a queendira account. If only say hello ‘halo’ I don't think I'll get a reply. There has to be another way. I decided to use a basic psychology trick as a decoy and started typing messages.

“By ask, Mbak?”

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