My love is blocked by your throne
The extra 9
three hours before the incident.
Damaresh checked carefully and meticulously, an email that had just been received. The email contains a work plan that is quite good value according to him, even the proposed design has quite a lot of advantages and privileges, even though at a glance like the same as most programs.
Damaresh nodded briefly. But the nod presented a great sense of relief for the man before her.
"Approved, Mr?" he even still asked because he did not want to misinterpret the nod of his boss.
"Yes," Damaresh brief. Which again made a sense of relief increasingly dominating in Juan, the bearer of the report.
"This is your personal plan, Juan?" asked Damaresh while grabbing the drink presented in front of him and sipping it slowly.
Juan did not immediately answer, he was still waiting for the boss to put his drink back to give an answer.
"I'm with the team, Mr."
Damaresh still looked at Juan closely, as if he were still measuring the extent of Juan's honesty in his confession. After finding what he was looking for, Damaresh gave a brief nod.
"Half an hour, you must arrive at the location, and after a few hours, I must have received the report" said Damaresh, after a moment of staring at his watch which had an exorbitant price.
"Good, Mr. I immediately carry out the task." Juan immediately stood up, and after a salute, the man hurried away.
Within a minute of Juan's departure, Damaresh received a phone call from someone who immediately reported. "Father, sir."
"Clearly confirmed?"
"Yes, Sir. We strictly control the kteative and development team when making the plan. I can confirm, if the original data brought by Mr. Juan facing, Mr. And the other data is stored in the company's database." The man gave a report in more detail.
"Continue monitoring the data, as I have ordered," Damaresh said.
"Good, sir."
The phone call ended. The Turkish man took a slow breath. One point is declared dead.
Damaresh has set two points related to the deterioration of performance in the body of BLC Corp lately. Both points were obtained from the results of a short investigation assisted by shadow workers who are still the hallmark of Damaresh that cannot be copied.
There was about 55 minutes, before he decided to execute the second point. Although the allegations in that direction have only grown, but the man is still waiting for a report from Juan, for more details.
Damaresh rests his back on the back of the chair, to simply reach a relaxed position even though it will not be as comfortable as relaxation therapy. His fingers immediately pressed several numbers, and for a moment still waiting for his call to be answered.
"Hallo assalamualaikum."
There was a voice from across the other side that when he heard it, both corners of the lips of Damaresh immediately made an arch. He smiles.
"My son, naughty, no?" ask Damaresh after answering his greetings.
"Don't break my heart, Aresh" Aura said.
"Well, why baby?"
"It's not about me anymore that you asked first," raced Aura across the street, which made Damaresh smile and realize her mistake.
"How's my wife doing, baby?"
"Well, the hope you ask God for" replied Aura. And then he asked back the question. "What are you yourself, Aresh?"
"Fine, the prayer you asked for," Aresh retorted poetically as well which then ended with a crisp laugh from Aura.
"Have you?" ask Aura briefly.
"Not yet."
"When to go back to Indo?"
"Why ask me when to come home, Arra. You're the one who asked me to leave?" sindir Damaresh's.
"I miss," said Aura.
"I don't" Damaresh replied, but, unbeknownst to Aura, the man was holding back his smile.
"Rom .." Sounded like a spoiled sulking aura.
"Aihh, gombalanmu. But I like it."
"That's me copas, honey," I'm Damaresh.
"Who's copas?" tanya Aura was curious.
"Stefan, he talked to Clara last night on the phone and said so.Yes, I've been emulating." Damaresh could hardly finish his words because it was preceded by laughter. And Aura's laughter soon blared.
"You're a CEO, you know. Cook not very creative anyway, use Copas again," Aura laughter increasingly becomes until the question sentence Damaresh interrupts.
"Have you prayed, baby?"
"Not yet, the stocking time is still half an hour away. Have you prayed dhuhur?"
"Here, it's only 8 o'clock so."
"Oh yes, I forgot," Aura said with a jump, forgetting that the continent had become a distance, between herself and her beloved husband.
"I'll get to work first, Arra. Greetings to my son wait for his father first."
"Yes, I always tell him that."
After calling with his wife, Damaresh immediately moved on and re-immersed himself in the heaping work.
At the appointed time, Juan gave a report that if the Building construction on Feel Street, they failed to get. Because it was the first BLC center that carried the exact same design that Juan brought. Only five minutes apart, and BLC Corp London was declared defeated, even accused of plagiarizing the draft. Though it was the original creativity of Juan and friends.
"Why, Sir?" juan asked at the end of the report. Do not ask how much is felt. It is only known that punishment will be met soon.
"Go back to the office!" damaresh's brief words were hardly believed by Juan who heard them. It turned out that his boss did not sound angry or scream with a loud screech on the phone. Juan was just told to go home.
After hanging up the phone call with Juan, Damaresh instead contacted Stefan. "The truth is the second point, Stefan," he said directly when Stefan answered him with the word hello.
"The company's database has been hacked, sir?"
"Yes, send the names of Hackers in this city and the track and record."
"Good, sir."
After seeing some of the names of the reliable Hackers sent from Stefan, the choice of Damaresh fell on Alex Gupta who was known as Brian Smith. In just three hours, Damaresh manages to find Alex's position and help him get out of Darel's mob.
Not only that, Damaresh also managed to make a deal with Alex. A very confusing deal for Hackers who have never touched the snare of the law, because of the line of big names that are behind it.
now, Alex has stared at the company data that Damaresh gave him. The data remains unchanged. It was the data of BLC Corp London, the company whose database had been hacked by Alex so far.
Damaresh has ensnared Alex for his own work. Ask Alex to find out who the BLC data hacker is, even though it is Alex's own behavior. The Pramudya boss also asked Alex to avenge the culprit. Moreover, the type of reply, if not Alex had to turn over the data of the company that had told him all along.
It can be understood, no, why Alex must feel confused. Where now it should be a weapon that eats master. And Damaresh's holding the game.
Alex really wants to cancel this deal. But the threat of Damaresh is terrifying. Now the kribo can only regret, which unfortunately all the regrets are no longer useful.
In the midst of Alex's confusion, there was a call from Private Number on his phone.
"How many hours from now, you're gonna send me the BLC Corp Center corporate database, to me, Alex?" it was the voice of Damaresh that was clearly heard in the ears of Damaresh.
"E-" Alex momentarily choked. Even Damaresh knows, if Alex hacks the data BLC Corp London, is on the orders of the BLC center who wants to control BLC London again.
"An hour from now" replied Alex.
"Well, just over a minute, I can't tolerate it."
"I-yes, Sir. Ta-but I need security guarantees from the BLC's Punishment center and from Darel." Alex tried to make a request.
"Just send the data, then all your requests are fulfilled," said Damaresh and immediately ended the phone call.
Alex scooped his breath many times, before his agile fingers immediately performed his hidden skill all along. And as promised. Within an hour 80 percent of the company's BLC Corp Central database had entered into the hands of Damaresh.
What about Alex?
Now the Kribo is already at London International Airport, with pocketing dollars whose amount can hardly be read with numbers. Alex is ready to be flown to a new country with a new identity and start a new life, no longer as Alex Gupta or Brian Smith again.
