My husband's Intel

My husband's Intel
Ch 6 - Reply Chat With Target



POV Aksa written by Densa


Ting


My phone reads. There is an incoming message notification from Queendira.


“I break into the room first huh, Dad. Bu.” I moved away from the dining table and entered the room. Notofication of a new reply a few seconds ago, hopefully Queendira is still active.


“iya brother, want to ask what yes?” queendira's reply was accompanied by three friendly smile emoticons.


“But the answer should be honest huh?” Repasku. I deliberately answered with a follow-up question because there were actually no real questions to ask. I just want to extend this conversation.


“iya brother, want to ask what yes?” queendira's reply remained with the same emot.


I thought about a reply for a moment.


“But, don't get mad ya?”


“Iya brother. Want to ask what?”


His reply was quick and this time there were no more smile emotes. It seems he's starting to get emotional. Haha.


“Promise yes no anger?”


“The question is what was it?” my laughter became more and more my own behavior. After no emot like the previous reply. This time Queendira has left her ‘kak’ word. I have to fish for him one more time.


“Promise not to be angry and honest answer?” my message was read immediately. But not repaid. Looks like my reply really irritated the girl.


I finally got another reply. “I want to ask this loh” and I give you a long enter. “What time is it now?”


I didn't read this type myself. Can not imagine how annoyed he was after waiting for so long it turns out the question is only ‘ hours what?’. Uh, but why should I piss him off. I want to make her like it, not annoyed.


Fortunately, the reply was not sent. I quickly deleted it so as not to press it wrong and finally sent it to Queendira. I downloaded the best Dira photo.


“This human what angel?” I included the newly downloaded photo in a reply and sent the message to Queendira.


Again my message was read in reply. The queendira was blushing at the moment. Maybe he was prancing on the bed screaming with excitement. Or maybe he was staring at the phone screen while reading the reply over and over again with a smile on his lips.


I waited two minutes, but the reply didn't come. Finally I went back to looking for information about the account owner.


Up to the bottom photo has been traced, but I have not been able to get any useful information. Minimum phone number or email. Because with those two accesses I can get all the info on him.


Then I turned to my other social media. The information I wanted was not available yet.


While continuing to search, notification of incoming replies.


“man!” short reply solid and clear.


“Masa? How do I squirm like an angel huh?”


Just like earlier. My reply was read without reply. No matter what, maybe he continued prancing back. I also continued to look for information.


I haven't had any important data in nearly an hour.


“You think you can hide from me, huh?” I became like a fool talking to myself while looking at the photo of Queendira who was smiling.


If I can't use legal means, then look for illegal will be filled. A little bit of a mistake using state facilities I don't think it's a problem. Especially if not caught. People like us do have special access to important data. But not all agents. Only those level 3 and above have this access.


It is actually easy to find complete information Queendira. Just enter your name or NIK or SIM number or Mobile number to our site. Then all the details of her will appear. But the real problem is I don't have the main data above.


I opened my laptop and logged into my personal intelligence account. Then go to the search app and open social media.


Now I have opened Queendira's profile and pressed CTRL+U on the keyboard. The website code appears on the right screen. I scroll down to find the username queendira listed at the bottom.


After getting the username, I went back to the social media website and took out my account and re-logged in with the username Queendira and hit the password forget menu.


Enter your email or handphone number


Is this your account right?


A command appears and displays the profile photo of queendira. I swiped the ‘reh’ button


We have sent a confirmation email to email queendira15@gmail.com. Click the confirmation email to sign back in.


I just grinned. Because you don't need to go back in. This is the email I was looking for.


I copied and pasted the email on our special pancarian account.


Just a few seconds later all the details of the queendira have been plastered on the laptop screen.


I won!


“hei angel? Angry?” I sent back a message to the girl because the reply never showed up.


“sampeyan what age is it? Couldn't his appeal be upgraded? Let's look more modern.”


“Hahaha” There is no other word that can express this pleasure because my bait has been captured perfectly. Time to change serious and smart-ass fashion.


“Women like to be praised, at least it makes no sense whatever the compliment was”


“But I don't like, until what age?”


Like earlier. I always lengthen the chatter by sensing a direct answer. Age problems alone can be up to five six times replied new messages are answered.


“Sampeyan apparatuses?”


My eyebrows are linked when reading queen questions. I opened my Fb profile, I patted my forehead for forgetting to hide the work on the profile page.


“More less” is all I can reply to. And it seems that the answer is not able to make the queen's curiosity decreases. He continued to pry with follow-up questions. From the reply he seemed to be in disbelief with the job that appeared on my profile.


“You want to know who I am, right? Okeh.”


I sent one of my duty files to him. The direct message he read, I deliberately gave a pause of one minute until the file was pulled back. Danger if he downloads and widespread.


“aku not seen. resend”


Hahaha, excuse you haven't seen. Not yet seen, but not saved. I'm not sending back the file. Because he has pastinakan he downloaded directly.


I'd rather send a photo with the president while escorting him to explore the location of the new capital. This photo I chose let him know that I'm not a random person. He must be fascinated now. Haha.


“Avents your actual job?” queendira.


It's promotion time.


“Try reading my novel. My work is listed there”


“Malas!”


Sok iyes lu's. Time to pull out the second.


“moved to WA yes.”


I directly copied the phone number queendira on the laptop screen. And send messages through the WA application.


“Why are you not confident?”


My message was read again without reply. He must have been wondering how I could get his personal number without asking.


While waiting for a reply, I picked up a cigarette and slipped it to my lips. I exhaled that nicotine smoke onto the screen of the laptop that still showed a picture of Dira.


“Tesepona is you now! Aksa fight”


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