Not Planned Love (R3)

.41- Transmitter and Tracker

📚.41- Transmitter and Tracker

"Don't value the human from the outer cover, because not always what is depicted as the cover does not realize what is wrapped in it."

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"Who?" Tanya Tyoga fast.

"Let's remember, this is the user." Davian said, while showing the laptop screen in front of him.

"The source is in this city. But, this user could have been more than one." Davian.

"More than one user?"

"Yes. It is likely that they use a multi-user system, where there are two or more users who can work at a time and are mutually sustainable."

Those in the room were certainly dumbfounded. What was said by one of the XII class students was certainly somewhat taboo for them.

"But, can you trace the source? Or at least pull all the news?" Setyo asked.

"Om Tyoga's men have done that. My job is just to track where this source center is coming from."

"Can it be traced?"

"certain." Davian answered quickly.

"They're moving like a transmitter system. Those who put this news into the air, to be transmitted and received by other parties for commercial or other needs." Davian.

"And I, here serve as a tracker." Seulas grinned in Davian's lips.

IT and its set is an exciting meal for him. I don't know since when, and what underlies his love for IT. But it cannot be denied, if by becoming a tracker like this he found his own comfort.

"That?" Lunar Whisperers.

"Yes, why?"

"You know, Davian likes to mess with that software?" The man nodded thinly.

"Why don't you tell me?"

"I'm afraid you'll limit him. Let children innovate on their own to achieve what they want."

"Innovation what? Our son is a hacker. A hacker?" Lunar Shok.

"Yes, hacker. But, hacker also he's mah on the right path that." The husband's timpal.

The lunar roar was inexhaustible. This is only his second son, not yet the eldest and the youngest. I don't know what they've been doing behind it all this time. Don't tell me, they're IT survivors too? Can shake his head.

"Mom and Dad can go home first. Let us handle the rest. After all, all the news has also been pulled from cyberspace." Setyo open the sound.

The day is getting dark. Because they were allowed to go home, some of the teachers in the room were allowed to go home. They all came out of the place with a covenant to keep their mouths shut with what they heard and saw. Today, there are Setyo, Tyoga, Arsyad, Davian, Lunar and Arkan. Two bodyguards were outside the room.

Bugh

Everyone in the room was made aghast when they heard the sound of the blow. Following the fall someone hit the floor.

"You got everything screwed up?!" Murka Tyoga-si the beating.

"Huk, uhuk."

"Because of your actions, my daughter is now beginning to be exposed to the media?" He was angry, hitting the table.

"Uhuk, uhuk, this is not my wish either." Buy it.

Arsyad was quick to help.

"Not your wish? If you hadn't taken my daughter out of the Radityan mansion, it would never have gotten more complicated."

"But-"

"Dare to deny?!" Tyoga was about to throw another punch, before being restrained by the movements of his son-in-law.

"Everything can be solved without violence, sir."

Tyoga threw his hands hard. Kentara once the look on the face held the anger of the crazy rich from Surabaya. Lunar also Arkan alone until surprised when he saw the anger of the rich man no.1 in Surabaya.

"Solve your part. I don't want to know, don't let this happen again. Especially until it was heard by Kara's grandfather."

Deg

Arsyad was stunned to hear that Kara's grandfather had been taken away. And he again remembered, the status of Kara's grandfather in the Yakuza world. Will all this threaten Kara later?

"And you?" Show Tyoga to Arsyad.

"Don't meet Kara until I let you."

Deg

"But, Kara-"

"Not to argue. It's all for the good of you both." Sela Tyoga's.

"How will I take it until it's all over." Tyoga said the final, as he passed away from the room.

Arsyad stared at the man's departure with a faint breath. Again, he neglected to take care of his little wife. Again, he had to be separated from his little wife.

"Please bang, Kara's gonna be fine." Lirih Lunar gave support.

"Hm."

"Abang could've gotten through all this. Aunt sure."

"Yes. Thanks for the support, aunt."

"Yes. Same same thing." Lunar said sincerely, while hugging Arsyad to channel his supporters.

Davian stared wryly at the mother, from behind the screen of her laptop. "This is a trick, why not?" Keto.

"When his son handsome gini, pinter ngegombal, pinter ngerayu, diligently saving, and diligently ge-stalk former accounts. How can you not be proud?" Keto.

"Why is Dav proud?" Whisper someone.

"Astagfirullah?" Surprised Davian while stroking his chest.

"If you succeed in breaking the security of Radityan Corp's new papah admitted, if you are reliable."

"OKs. Who's afraid?" Davian.

"OKs. But, you must passatin first om you in New York it. Able?"

"Om Anzar's? Senggup. Anzar doang mah minut."

"Om Gemilak? How's it?" Kekeh Arkan, wintang the son.

"Are you trying to get Davian's teacher? Yes, you must lose, strange papa." Ketus the man.

Arkan chuckled with satisfaction at the annoyed face of the son. To defeat the ego of his son who SOK this one, indeed by bringing the famous names in the IT world such as two brothers Pradipta. How could Davian struggle if he had to fight his own role model, impossible?!

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Sipping the nicotine stick in his hand, the man wearing the parachute jacket smiled faintly looking around him. At 11:30 p.m., it was still too late for him to get drunk let alone play. From now on, he just relaxes while watching his friends jogged, even those who have followed each other on the corner of the sofa. He himself, chose to sit down to enjoy a glass of vodka. The type of drink he likes, in addition to wine, cocktail, and several other types of alcoholic beverages.

The club tonight has become his club. Even though he is not old enough, he still has access. In fact, he has a fixed member card with a gold barcode. Steady right? He can freely go in and out of this family's nightclub. This place was gated, as many insiders were participating in securing this underground kingdom. The lovers of the free night world, can casually enjoy the freedom in this place.

"Oh, beb. It's late afternoon, I don't want to play."

The blood red-dressed woman sitting on her lap was pouting. Biting his lips as usual, but no longer make the desire son conglomerate this one urung resigned themselves. Usually he-Galangger Adimana Sanjaya, will let the butterflies of the night in this place entertain him. Or to just accompany him, as it is today.

"VIP room yuk, we play horseback." Invite the red-dressed woman to be spoiled.

The man growled, when it was felt that the woman on his lap began to make him angry.

"Gue doesn't want to, it means no." Annoyed, while pushing the woman down from her lap.

"Go away, disgust me."

"Lo sir*n?!" Reply the woman was no less angry.

Not dizzy, the man chose to take a sip of his vodka again. Letting the liquid wet his throat. Next to his hand, he placed his nicotine stick on the ashtray, before taking the object with the logo of his bitten apple.

The object blinked several times, indicating that there was an incoming notification. Lazily, he opened the thing. Read one by one message as well as notifications that enter his smartphone.

Pup Onta^^^^

^^^Where is aja lo lang? First day of school, you didn't come in?!^^^

^^^Lo misses viral news woyy😲😲^^^

The first message he read was a short message from his friend. Call only Pup Onta, for Galang can call that.

^^^Son's Son of Satan^^^

^^^Woiii.. child less caress, where do you not enter? Don't tell me, you're still in cold Alaska it😑😑^^

^^^Lo missed news tranding topic woyy, chek nih link😎😎^^

^^^https://share.gosipdandelionviral.id/starOpen.html^^^

Pup Onta^^^^

^^^Open nih, biat lo gak kudet lang😎😎^^

^^^https://share.gosipdandelionviral.id/starOpen.html^^^

^^^https://share.smadandelionofficial.id/Opennow.html^^^

^^^Son's Son of Satan^^^

^^^Lo must have been terkedjoet, the same. Me too?! Where is the bin the former ketos sm ketMPK it cuantikk bro. Am I a builder yes🤔🤔^^^

^^^Son's Son of Satan^^^

^^^ANJAY GURINJAY, I SWEAR, BUT I DO NOT NYANGKA

Pup Onta^^^^

^^^Gue is still not happy anyway, children tauladan sma Dandelion can kebablasan it. How do you always play without using safety?^^^

Pup Onta^^^^

^^^Child of lo udh selosin time aja lang😆😆^^^

^^^^~_Group Class XII IPS V°__°^^^^

^^^Anjir viral^^^

^^^Virallll^

^^^Virallll^

^^^Virallll^

^^^Tranding topic #1^^^

^^^Tranding topic #1^^^

^^^Tranding topic #1^^^

^^^Tranding topic #1^^^

^^^Chek link ➡➡https://share.gosipdandelionviral.id/starOpen.html^^^

^^^https://share.smadandelionofficial.id/Opennow.html^^^

^^^https://share.gosipdandelionviral.id/starOpen.html^^^

^^^https://share.smadandelionofficial.id/Opennow.html^^^

The man's eyebrows rattled, when there were dozens of similar short chats sharing the link. However, the next second his faint smile flew up.

"Main clean is also him," he chuckled.

"I paid dearly." He chuckles, while closing his smartphone

"Bang, one more."

"Vodka?"

"Yes." He chuckled, sipping his nicotine stick back.

"Can sleep well." The grin expands freely.

He's happy, of course. Not playing it feels, when it can cultivate dirt on the face of his arch-enemy. Where possible, Galang would be generous if anyone won him. There was no history for him not to retaliate when humiliated. Not his style once.

"Well, regular VIP rooms are empty?" When a bartender gives his order.

"Yes. Why, you want ML?"

"No." He answered, chuckling small. Then, the man reached into his pants pocket. Shows a plastic containing fine snowflakes inside.

"You party. Honey, I bought expensive not tasted." Chortled.

He's going to party tonight. His plan had been completed by his accomplices, then he could play casually tonight. Enjoying the paradise of the world, accompanied by the enjoyment of two. Ah, the world does give him a lot of convenience because of the money as well as access.

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TB

BCT update yo, No Debate!!

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Sukabumi Dec 27, 2020