My Secret Bodyguard's

Section 64 Rescue Action

After the magrib prayer, Bite runs his bike to Cafe Family. It was the only place he could go to, to find out where Yadi was.

He asked Atang to an officer there.

Incidentally, there was a songwriter who knew Atang. No wonder, because Atang often karaoke there.

Turns out Atang was a shopkeeper for sporting goods.

“If not the wrong name of the shop Zaman Sport. He said he was one of the store owners' confidants. Brother, what does he need?"

Bite smile. “There is a little business.Thank you infonya.”

“Sama-sama, Brother.” The song guide girl also smiled sweetly.

Bite immediately forward his motorbike quickly to the shophouse in question.

The two-story shophouse looked quiet, the lower floor room seemed to be all turned off, which seemed to light up one room on the upper floor. Indicates that the shophouse was occupied.

Around the shophouse looks lonely, because it is already night. On the edge there is a small shop, also closed. Although there are in urban areas, the area is less strategic to be a place of business. Unlike other areas that are still crowded with people and traders, even though it is night.

Bite observed from across the street, leaning on his motorbike parked behind a large palm tree. Thinking of a way, to find out who's inside the shophouse.

To disguise themselves, Bite put on a sweater that he wears. He had been there for half an hour, there was no movement, other than he moved himself to dispel the mosquitoes that began to swarm his body.

"Where are you, Ndre?" He asked himself. His fear ambushed. Suddenly she was afraid of Andrea for what to do, and she could not see him again.

Not long before it shook. Ren called.

“Where are you?” ask Ren across the phone.

“In front of the shop Age Sport.”

“I follow.” Ren closed the phone.

Bite back to observe the shophouse in front of him. A pea stewer passed by pushing a cart.

Bite dismissed. It's good to avoid loneliness, or if possible mosquitoes all.

“Nuts, Mang!”

"Mango, A." The peanut-man stopped. Take newspaper, then make a container with a cone shape.

“One time?” ask the peanut.

“Two can?”

“Yes can or, time can't.” The peanut-maker smiled, then scooped up the steaming mountains of beans in his wagon. The first chuckle of the night, when his wagon had just come out of the cage.

“Mang, often pass here?” tanya Bite, he deliberately invited the peanut maker to talk, from earlier he was lonely, his fear did not subside.

“Often, Mamang's house is there.” He pointed at a small alley not far from where they were now.

“Ooh, this guy? Then know dong sports store there is still open or not?” ask Bite.

“Means?” The peanut butter was confused, because obviously the store was closed at this time, because it was already night.

“Still selling?” firm Bite.

The nut hand over the pea to Bite, then start making another pack.

“Ooh, still, but not every day. It's quiet here, lacking in behavior like that."

"That means quiet also survive huh?"

"Oh obviously, the owner is also a rich man. Strong capital."

Bite received one more pinch, he kept two pinch of boiled beans in the motorcycle seat.

“How much, Mang?”

“Ten thousand.”

Bite handing fifty thousand to the nutmeg.

“Wah, no change yet. Mamang exchange first yes to the stall there ya." The nutman pointed at a stall at the end of the road.

“Bby, Mang.”

Bite the bag of nuts, then sit on the bike.

“Nitip cart yes,” says nutman.

“Iya, take it easy, Mang."

The nutman ran to exchange money. The bite starts to open the boiled beans. Coinciding with that a luxurious car stopped in front of the shophouse.

Bite down quickly from the motor. He watched the car, churning out the beans in the cart. He pretended to be a nut-boiled handyman.

The driver was invisible because of the darkness.

Bite leaving the wagon with the mountain of nuts. He crossed the road quickly.

When he got to the other side, he approached the back of the car.

The driver was heard calling, then the rolling door of the shophouse opened. The car moves to get in.

Bite in the back of the car. He followed the car into the shophouse, then slipped beside the car, unbeknownst to anyone, including the stewed nutman.

“Malah go, this change is not yet.” The nutman who had returned muttered, scratching his head. "Where is he?" he muttered again, he rubbed the Bite motorbike, then climbed up to sit down. He just meant to wait there.

Rolling door shut. The car lights are off, as the car engine stops. The room became dark.

A guy got out of the car, he walked towards his friend who was waiting in the room brighter.

“How?” ask the guy.

“Beres, Boss.”

The sound of footsteps climbing the stairs. They're heading for the second floor.

Bite out from his hiding place, after being sure it was safe, he followed them, heading towards the second floor.

Some people talk, sometimes they laugh.

“Now we succeed, Boss,” said someone. His voice was like no stranger to Bite. He peeked out from the gap of the door that was not tightly closed.

His hands clenched when he saw the guy who was carrying the car, he was the guy he had seen with Andrea in front of the school.

“Yadi Sanjaya,”. Bite trying to hold back while thinking about something.

“Where is he? You guys don't fuck around, do you?” ask Yadi.

“In room. Relax, Boss, the lion is only paralyzed for a while, later also roar.” I heard two people laughing.

Bite could not see it because his gaze was limited, blocked the door.

“You're quiet! Beware if the cave sees the slightest scuff wound!” yadi Benthic.

“Ngga, Boss, just look at yourself.” Someone answered.

Yadi opened the door of a room.

“Come in, Boss, execution!” said one of them.

Bite open the door wider slowly. The smell of liquor.

Now it is clear that Siang Atang is there, drinking.

Yadi stood at the mouth of the door, looking into the room.

“Don't hesitate, Boss! Do I need to give you an example?” Atang stood up, apparently he had started to get drunk.

Yadi gripped Atang's neck, then pushed him against the wall. “Do not mess around, dare to touch it, you I skini!” gertak Yadi's.

Cengengesan. “Casual, Boss. Don't emotion. He's too young for me, still flat. I like it plump.” Atang laughs.

Yadi threw it on the floor.

Thump!

“Basic pervert!” yadi Benthic.

Atang groaned, his friend helped him sit down.

"What about the phone?" ask Yadi.

Atang and his friend looked confused. "Here, Boss, bag him." Atang threw Andrea's bag at Yadi.

"Basic stupid! I need the phone, Bego!"

"Yes, it might be there, Boss," Atang said.

Yadi checked Andrea's backpack in annoyance. Not long after he threw it again to Atang. "Stupid kabeh! Unreliable," infuriated Yadi.

"Nothing, Boss?" ask his friend Atang. He's looking around for a cell phone in his backpack. "No, yes" he continued.

Atang and his friend were mutually elbowed.

"But we're still getting paid, aren't we, boss?"

"The most bitter money, the work of gatot!" yadi's talk again.

“Gue pay you guys up here, next let him I take care of myself.” Yadi threw a brown envelope at the table.

Atang and his friend sparkled when they opened the envelope. Some of their money was spent.

Yadi came out of the room, she carried the unconscious Andrea.

“Andrea,” hiss Bite. He immediately opened the door wide. Unable to hold back her emotions, seeing Andrea unconscious like that.

Yadi, Atang and his friend were shocked.

“Heh!! Who, lu?” bentak Atang's. He wanted to get up, but instead of drowning, he fell down again. His friend helped him stand up.

Yadi stared at Bite with furious eyes. Jealousy and resentment come together. "Don't interfere!" snapped it.

“So this is the behavior of popular boys in school?” Bite the video on the screen, recording them. "How about I make a live broadcast from here."

“What an, lu?” Yadi ran into Bite with Andrea's body.

Bite bounced, his gawai also fell, but quickly got up again and took his phone.

He tried to seize Andrea who was still unconscious from Yadi's bopongan. They're Andrea's body. Like two people fighting over a package of sembako.

“Give him!” yell Bite.

“Soaring!” yadi shouted, he kicked Bite.

Bite back to the wall.

“Stupid! Why are you guys so dumb, get him done!” Yadi yelled at Atang and his friend who was still holding the money envelope.

Bite running, he is more agile than Yadi who objected to carrying Andrea.

Yadi tried to get rid of the bite by using Andrea's legs. Bite away, pity Andrea, he will definitely be in pain if his legs hit his body.

Yadi quickly went down the stairs. Bite after him, but a bogem hit his shoulder, he fell down and fainted.

Yadi quickly put Andrea to bed in the back seat. He got into the car and started the engine.

“Open!” his orders.

Atang's friend immediately went down, then hurriedly opened the rolling door.

Rolling doors opened, he was surprised, some people were standing there.

“Who are you?”

“Where is our friend?” Ren put up the horses. He came with a stewed peanut-smith, a local RT, and other fathers.

“Which friend are you?” ask his friend Atang.

Zellina went inside without permission. “Git, Bite!” his yell.

He looked in the car. “Kak Yadi!” yell Zellina.

Yadi, who was ready to drive, immediately turned off the engine. He got out of the car.

“What are you doing here?” tanyakanya.

“Where to Bite?” Zellina asked back.

“Gigit? Who's Bite?” Yadi was confused.

Yadi looked nervous as Ren opened the back car door.

“Andrea?” his yell. “Yes Allah, Ndre, you why, Ndre?” Ren shouted to see Andrea unconscious.

Zellina. “Andrea, she why Ren?” Zellina was crying in panic.

Yadi misbehaved, he could not go anywhere because the fathers who had just been silent, now had swiftly held his hand.

“What the fuck, this? I didn't do anything.” Yadi tried to escape.

Atang who heard the fuss immediately came down, he and his friend were also held.

“So right, Brother Yadi who kidnapped Andrea?” Ren walked over and stared intently at Yadi.

“It was, those who did it,” continued Yadi while pointing at Atang and his friend.

“Terus, you saved him? Her hero? Say it later in front of the police!” said Ren. He pulled Andrea's phone out of his pocket. “I have the proof,” Ren continued, his hand brandishing the Andrea device that is now in his hand.

“Already, later talk in the police post,” said one of the fathers.

Yadi let out an annoyed breath.

“Gigit, where is he?” Zellina who was still holding Andrea asked Ren.

Ren ran inside, followed by Mr. Supri. They saw Bite face down on the stairs.

“Git, are you okay?” Ren and Mr. Supri wake up Bite.

Biting in realization, he grimaced in pain while holding onto his shoulder.

"You guys coming?"

"I told you I'd follow" Ren said

“How's Andrea?”

“Thank God you quickly realized. Andrea's downstairs, unconscious. We better get to the hospital now."

Bite on Ren and Mr. Supri downstairs.

“Next how is this?” ask a father who still holds Atang.

“Bring it to the post office, Mr. RT,” says the stewed nutman.

“Post office?” ask Mr. RT.

“Eh, I mean to police post.” The cengengesan nut.

“Post police, kayak to be ticketed only.” Mr. RT head bobble. “How, Neng?” ask Mr. RT to Ren.

“As for you, we will take my friends to the hospital first,” said Ren. "Can you please lift it to that car over there?"

“Good. Sir, please Neng who fainted transferred to the car in front,” orders Mr. RT to one of the unemployed fathers, he from earlier just watch while eating peanuts, he said, get malak from a stewed nut.

The father immediately helped Ren carry Andrea into Zellina's car. Zellina and Mr. Supri have Bite which is still staggering.

Mr. RT and the others guard three kagok bandits.

“Fathers, thank you for the help.” Ren.

“Yes, you take care of your friends first, let them take care of us,” said Mr. RT.

Ren gets in the car immediately.

“A, this is change!” Boiled nutman screaming. He knocked on the car glass.

Bite open. “What, Mang?”

“This, boiled bean return.” The nutman took the money out of his pocket.

Bite him and take his wallet. He took out two hundred thousand pieces of money and added them into the hands of the peanut-smith.

“Make Mamang only, all I nitip motor at home Mamang yes, tomorrow I take.” Bite just remembered the motorbike that was still there, coupled with a cart of boiled beans.

A sparkling nut butcher, two packs of boiled beans were bought for two hundred and fifty thousand.

“Siap, A. The motor I take care of,” sahut stewed nutman.

“Thank you yes, Mang.” Bite her back, her shoulders still ached. The car glided away from the scene, accompanied by the joyful gaze of the peanut-maker.

Mr. Rt and the others took Yadi and his men to a nearby security guard post. They called the police.

“Shortly Sir, may I call my parents?” ask Yadi.

“Please, that's better, let them know what you're doing. Still young have learned to be mafia," said Mr. Rt.

Yadi glanced at Atang and his friend.

“Stupid!” muttered.

It wasn't long before two cars with police plates came. Two men in uniform descend, taking Yadi apart from Atang and his friend. The evidence they brought from the CTF.

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