
Chapter 1
"Bang Cokro, please don't spoil the stuff in this house! I'll pay the debt if Malaika gets the paycheck" said an old woman holding the hand of a fierce-faced man who had been throwing things from inside the house into the front yard.
The medium-sized house is now in a state of chaos. Almost all the furniture was scattered on the green grassy ground.
"Mr Romlah must leave this house now! We confiscated this house to pay Bang Ramzi's debt to Mr. Juwanto!" Bang Cokro, who worked for a goat prince and a loan shark, snapped at Grandma Romlah by pointing to an old building from the Dutch era, but still stood firm.
The old woman wept for the good of those who were taking things out of the house. She had nothing but her husband's house. Grandma Romlah has lived there for 50 years.
"Whoever you are, why not pay the debt of your son!" snapped Bang Cokro while pushing the old woman's body to the ground and her head was injured, because it hit a medium-sized stone.
"Where did I know that Ramzi had borrowed money from Mr. Juwanto, in the past," said Grandma Romlah still sitting on the ground crying deeply.
"Salah Nek Romlah himself did not ask about the debt problem after Bang Ramzi died first," said a large man with many tattoos.
Grandma Romlah did not know that her only son had ever borrowed money to the number one loan shark in the village. He said the amount of money borrowed first amounted to 1 million rupiah, with interest of 20% per month. Ramzi died 13 years ago.
"Why, sir Juwanto didn't charge us first?" ask Grandma Rom who feels unfair.
The child borrowed 1 million dollars and now he has to return almost 35 million rupiah. The old woman had no idea what the borrowed money was being used for. Because, she and her husband used to feel that life was very adequate.
"As a family should be Grandma Romlah asked people whether Bang Ramzi had any debts or no debts!" bokro Bang with his fierce face and a loud voice.
"What's this?" A veiled girl ran towards Grandma Romlah.
"Malaika," call Grandma Romlah to her only grandchild.
"Wake, Grandma!" Malaika tried to wake the old woman's body carefully.
"Astaghfirullahal'adzim, Grandma. Grandma's head is bleeding!" peekkik Malaika in surprise when she saw the head of the person she loved the most is now in a state of injury.
Malaika looked up at Bang Cokro. Without thinking, the woman also threw a kick towards the lower abdomen of the man.
"Aaaa, you brat! How dare you kick my weapons of pride," cried Bang Cokro while holding a vital instrument with both hands.
The three-man Bang Cokro's men grimaced while protecting their respective combat tools as they looked at the boss who was still groaning in pain. They know they do not dare to mess with Malika, because 3 months ago already felt the power of punches and kicks from women who hold black belts in taekwondo.
"Why are you guys quiet? Take care of the girl, hurry!" bang Cokro orders while walking away from the girl in a beautiful, but dangerous manner.
The three men came closer to Malika. Each one carries a weapon. Among them, ropes such as*** belong to a cowboy, a baseball bat, and a folding knife.
"Hey, that's right! You guys want to attack me with guns?" Malika felt that she would not be able to fight against the many enemies with weapons in her hands, while she was empty-handed.
The three men who were Bang Cokro's men immediately attacked simultaneously. Malaika first resisted the attack of the person carrying the rope. He hoped to snatch the weapon belonging to his opponent. However, failed. It turned out that one of his opponents threw a baseball bat at Malaika's feet.
"aaa. You cheated!" the girl shouted as she pointed towards the man who threw a fairly heavy stick.
"Come, we're on!" ask the man who threw the gun.
Saw a baseball bat near his feet. Malaika took and used it as her weapon.
The three thin and dry men fell on the ground grimacing in pain. Now there is Bang Cokro still standing.
"Come on, Chocolate Bang! Do you want to go ahead or give up?" Malika challenged a burly man with a mature brown skin.
Feeling the condition of his body is not okay because the center point he hit the right leg kick Malaika. He decided to leave the house owned by Grandma Romlah.
"Sir, we're going into the house." Malaika led the grandmother into the house and treated her wounds. After that he cleaned up the items thrown out by Bang Cokro's men.
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Meanwhile, at the same time, but different places, a man was seen just parked his car in the basement of an apartment. He saw his cell phone that had been ringing since.
"Hello, Malaika. What's up?"
^^^"Assalamualaikum, President. I can't leave tonight. Grandma is sick."^^^
"What pain? Take it to the doctor to get well soon."
^^^"But I can't leave. How could I leave my grandmother who is not okay."^^^
"Then, what should I do?"
^^^"The President's family affairs. Why should I bother thinking about it?^^^
"Hey, Malaika. You are my secretary!
^^^"Yes, it's for office business. Not a personal matter."^^^
The phone call ended by being switched off by the person across the street. Of course this makes men handsome handsome like princes in fairy tales feel unappreciated. Then he called the secretary back.
^^^"Assalamualaikum, what else, President?"^^^
"Malaika, how dare you close the call first. I should have closed it first.
^^^"Astaghfirullahal'adhim. Yes, then Mr. President Naresh please hang up. I'm busy taking care of Grandma."^^^
"Tomorrow you'll have to get to work!"
The man named Naresh immediately closed the call without saying greetings like people in general. He got out of his car too.
'Well, it feels lazy to go home to grandpa. Though meeting his own family, but—'
The loud bang came from Naresh's car, which he had just locked with an automatic lock. The man's body was thrown and hit the wall so strong explosive power earlier.
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Assalamualaikum, guys. Meet with my new work genre romantic comedy a little action, I hope you like. Keep following it until it's over, yeah.