Pursued by the Love of MAS INTEL
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Galexia kept glancing cynically at the person he was currently walking with. Her two gray eyeballs were unceasingly staring at and looking at the appearance of her current future husband.
"Lo wants cosplay to be kang satay madura where the hell?" tanyanya.
A year Galexia, the man who is with him today is not from a tribe that is famous for the enjoyment of goat satay, but the Javanese tribe who have a soft and fluffy language. That was what he knew from Eyang Sari a while ago.
"Gue asked from earlier. We really want to,"
"That's nyampe!" seems fast.
Galexia's mouth was tightly clenched, the girl reflexively turned her head staring wildly at the surrounding area. His forehead frowned at the location he was currently in.
A school?
Long enough he walked, through narrow alleys, trenches and slum housing, apparently only to visit a high school. Why did Pradivta take him
"I'll trade here!"
Galexia again flinched, she looked over her forehead more and more folded in hearing the words of her future husband.
Is it not wrong?
How much goat satay is sold by Pradivta here? Does it fit in the pockets of the disciples? At the same time the price of goat satay is more than 30 thousand per portion, and most likely children who attend school here carry a fairly limited allowance, which is quite limited, galexia sees this school as not an elite school for the children of the rich.
"Lo's sure someone bought it here?" tanyanya.
Gslexia even grimaced when she saw Pradivta smiling sweetly and slightly tidying up her fake mustache that stretched from the tip of the cheek to the tip of the other cheek.
Why does her future husband even look like om om mustache like this?
"Sure dong!" sahut Pradivta is full of confidence. Even his smile widened, while his eyes continued to look deeply at Galexia to make the girl throw her face in the other direction.
Nervous?
Not really, he was just a little clumsy as Pradivta looked at him like that. Especially with the sweet smile that he often saw, but the more often they both met the more enchanting.
Heh!
"Ekhem!" Galexia suddenly cleared his throat when his mind began to travel far.
"Indeed you think the pocket money of High School children here how big can you buy satay madura which costs, is quite expensive right?" Galexia spoke again.
But this time his hands moved, Galexia grabbed a tomato that would be sliced into dice by Pradivta. Silent silent tail his eyes glanced small at the man who was at his side, the man who was currently burning charcoal to make embers.
"Can" he said briefly.
One corner of Galexia's lips lifted, he frowned at the short answer Pradivta gave. The answer was light and casual, as if there was no burden when he said it.
Galexia no longer replied, he chose to shut up and see what Pradivta would do at this time. Especially when she saw some students starting to approach them, which Galexia believes that they intend to order satay made by her future husband.
"Which, how much is spor-,"
"10 grand!" Pradivta interrupted quickly when one of the high school students asked about the trading price.
The answer given by Pradivta suddenly made the students develop a smile. They were happy because the desired satay price was very friendly in the pockets of students like them, but another case with Galexia - the girl bought both eyes, he said, the neutral ash beautiful ash was rolling rapidly staring towards the seller.
Goat satay costs 10 thousand per serving? Just be right! Chicken satay alone is 20 thousand per serving.
Gosh, why is the guy who started burning goat satay so smart in business? If the way of trading is like this when the wealth, which there is bankrupt up to seven derivatives.
"Seriously Mang, it costs 10 grand?" ask one of them again to be sure.
"Seriously, how many servings?" Pradivta glanced, his faint smile created
Pradivta nodded, he resumed his work. The man seemed to ignore the sharp gaze given his future wife, Pradivta had guessed that the girl would definitely behave like that maybe even more.
Pradivta's thin smile widened when he saw the unfriendly face shown by Galexia at this time.
"Lo actually what more sales for satay anyway?" whispered Galexia growled.
Instead of answering the man turned his head and smiled sweetly at Galexia, a flash but was able to make the girl snort and turn her face away.
However, the smile slowly faded as the communication device attached to one of his ears lit up.
"Target's already on site, 45 degrees north."
Pradivta closed his eyes when he heard instructions from someone in a different place. His rough breathing was heard, the man stopped the movement of his hand after the satay he had burned had matured.
Deftly Pradivta gives seasoning to wrap it neatly. But again the movement of his hands stopped when the communication tool back on.
"Target approaching, get ready!"
Pradivta's reflex, laying out his last satay package, he glanced at Galexia who was currently circulating his gaze around every corner.
"I can ask for help, please,"
The busy Galexia himself looked back, one eyebrow rising as if saying WHAT?
"I want to go to the toilet, the satellite's done. You just have to ask for the same payment they are okay!"
Rushing Pradivta away from his future wife, the man walked quickly to a place - even seen running makes Galexia speculate that Pradivta really needs a toilet.
"How, Brother?"
Galexia flinched, the girl turned her head as she could to control the look on her face as sweetly as possible.
"50 grand!" saith.
One of the students nodded and took out a few purple-colored banknotes from his uniform pocket. After saying thanks, a rough sigh came out from the very lips of the girl.
Galexia turned to face Pradivta's satay cart and opened the money drawer and put it in there. But the movement of his hand came to a halt as his tail saw something inside the money drawer.
Galexia reopened it, now wider than ever. And now not only the money drawer is widened, but both eyes also widened, even glaring.
A pistol
"Gun? Who's it got?" muttered.
Galexia seemed hesitant to grab her, but curiosity was far dominating now. It was not a taboo or foreign object for him, already hundreds of times he saw a gun in various sizes. And now what she saw in the drawer of her future husband's money was an Eagle Desert gun that weighed 2 kilos.
But the question now is, whose gun is this? Why is it in Pradivta's satay wagon money drawer? It is impossible if it belongs to her future husband.
"Well try Divta's got a gun, what's it for?" mumbling again.
Galexia stroked her slowly, she seemed to think. I don't know what the girl is thinking right now, which is clear at this time Galexia's mind is on one thing related to the gun.
"Gue has to find out who Pradivta really is" he added, before he closed the drawer again with his cold face.
**PISTOL LO I'VE GOT MAS!
SORRY YES NEW UP, THESE THREE DAYS ARE BUSY BECAUSE AT HOME AGAIN NGADAIN DIVEETAN BABY GEN😘😘😘😘🙏🙏**
