
THE DARA PUTIH HEADQUARTERS
Here, in this small, shady house all the members of Dara Putih gathered, another term Dara Putih headquarters.
The headquarters is so small, right??
Make no mistake, it's just the outer appearance but in it is hidden a spacious room that is comfortable for people to live in.
Dira deliberately built the place was small from the outside so as not to invite the suspicion of the surrounding population, yes although the population is still rare, between neighbors only more than 100 meters, the distance is more than 100 meters,understandably a place like this is a place for people who are bored with the atmosphere of a crowded city, jammed and full of pollution everywhere.
The stairs to the basement are made minimalist, this is the idea of Ema who does not like to be too crowded with furniture or other items.
This is where they gather, this is also the idea of one of the White Dara members. Dira just design and realize it, and Dira also likes the warm nuance, more create intimacy for all its members.
This is the meeting place or presentation of all members regarding the results of their performance. It can also be made a nobar place if you are boring or there are certain events in the membership.
As for the practice and others are done in the open, while enjoying the soothing breath of nature and the melodious singing of nature, hoping to cultivate a sense of calmness and a strong soul.
Dira entered our house, the name for the headquarters was not conspicuous, because the name of the headquarters is usually interpreted by many negative things, and also so that all members feel they have a home to go home to.
Everything was ready in the big hall. The aura of Dira's leadership appeared instantly upon entering that hall. White lights highlight the screen in front of him, emblazoned with the faces of the happy people at the party yesterday, who else if not the family of the Hamzah and his family, did not escape also the papah himself, he said, Goody.
"Em" said Dira without glancing at Ema, as if understanding Ema just explained the purpose and purpose of coming here, namely the destruction of Hamzah. He is the chairman of the Don, a Mafia that is cruel and justifies all means for its purposes including killing lives and making others lose even though they do not care, the most important thing is that the goal is achieved. That's what Dira doesn't like about the black mafia and Dira will eradicate it.
Ema explained in detail the strategy and targets to be targeted, the tasks of each and what to prepare later, all have been arranged in such a way.
All the White Dara members understood and nodded in agreement. When Dira was done standing up and patting her hand
"Prok.prok..prok"
Attention to everything, after this we will hold social service at the nearest orphanage and the night will only be arranged according to each plan, okay" said Dira Lantang, who was not involved in the incident, like a strong leader and in disdain for its members.
"Mak Dira we don't have any food first?" said one of the members while raising his hand
Dira looked at him sharply, the eagle gaze of an underground world leader was different, must be able to penetrate the eyes of his opponent to draw out his heart. The dance member directly lowered his hand and lowered his head
"Heh.. new member?" Tanya Dira looked at Rania and replied with a nod of her head
"Try lifting your head?" dira's orders, the member ventured to raise his head slightly glanced at Dira's face and then immediately lowered his head again.
"Ck..are you sure you can become a member of White Dara? Just in such a stare alone had already stoned" Dira screeched while playing the bull in his hand.
"What can you do hem?" ask Dira again, but the new member just kept quiet. Seeing that made Dira grow furious at him
"Basar Lemah" said Dira loudly in front of all White Dara members, making the new member look up his head with his red face
"I am not weak" he replied loudly with a cruel look he immediately lunged at Dira who had been in front of him for some time.
a fight is inevitable between Dira and the new member. Baku hit so fierce. The new member brutally fought Dira but deftly dismissed all the attacks.
No one dared to separate them, it was usual Dira did if there were new members itung-itung exercise he said at that time. Nearly thirty minutes of the duel was not over.
Feeling enough to train his muscles Dira bent the new member easily,
"Enough. Control your emotions again girl" said Dira megacak hair.
the new member was about to put up another fight but was stopped by Ema
"Enough. You don't know who Dira is?" ask Ema sharply
"She's a lady, our leader. So don't try to fight it or...
"Em.." prevent Dira from seeing Ema has been ignited emotions.
Dira approached the new member and held his shoulders gently
"You have to be able to control your emotions, don't be explosive like that because it's not good. I know your past so you will be taught to continue to control emotions, okay" said Dira
" I'm sorry for that, I just want to try how tough our young members are. And yes, you are quite tough for beginners to make me almost forget to hold all your emotions. Place your emotions well, it is in need at any time if pressed ", said Dira again and hugged the new member.
" Okay. because my energy was drained a lot so we're eating now. Ran, prepare everything" said Dira then he stepped into the lounge followed by the other members who cheered happily could eat with Dira, the Lady of their pride.
"I'm sorry about Dira" said the new member
" Yes it's okay. Learn more, okay" said Dira warmly.
" can I practice with mba Dira?" ask the new member again
" Of course, tomorrow we practice together " replied Dira who was then answered with a nod of sumringah from a new member.
The food was prepared on a large carpet in the lounge, all members enjoyed the food brought by Dira earlier.
Dira is so grateful to have those who have been considered their own family, as well as those who are grateful there Dira, thanks to which all oppressed women can rise and turn into independent and resilient women.
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