
Arion frowned, as he saw several motors blocking his way. Both of his eyes were staring flatly at some of the men - who were looking down at his car.
"It looks like they want to get rid of us, sir" Mr. Nyoman, who is currently with Arion, spoke up.
The middle-aged man looked still calm, just like Arion. The two men are different ages, will not be easily provoked to get closer to the interceptors.
"No, they seem to want my signature" said Arion flatly.
Mr. Nyoman folds his lips in, at a time like this his boss can still joke.
"OUT!"
The sound of shouting one of them, making Arion tighten his grip driven by his car. The one-pouled man smiled a thin smile, Arion could guess - if the people who lack work that is blocking this path, is a village thug that someone paid for.
"Sir Nyoman wait here, let me come down!"
Arion's remarks made Mr. Nyoman stare in disbelief at his boss. Mr Nyoman gets more panicked when he sees Arion moving out of the car, instead of Arion asking him not to get out of the car? then why now the boss is hooked.
"Sir Arion! Sir you don't come out that's a danger!"
Mr. Nyoman's warning was not issued by Arion. The man in the ashes with black glasses perched on his nose, just kept getting closer. Even arrogantly Arion put both hands into the material pants he was wearing.
"What do you want?" askinya to the point.
Arion stared flatly, every song face that was in front of him at this moment. Arion's gaze was directed at a man he believed to be the chief of this group of village thugs.
"Sign this paper!"
Arion raised his eyebrows, hearing the silly words of the man with the face of the sangar who was staring intently at him. What's more when the rogue man pulled out a brown map, and forced him to sign.
"How much are you paying?" instead of complying, Arion turned the question upside down.
Land purchase letter?
Arion had expected, if the cowboy village man who met him yesterday, would do something as cowardly as this.
"What did the cowboy promise you? the money? the department?" ask Arion casually.
A SREEK!
Without feeling Arion tore the brown map in one pull, making the man with the face of the sangar look at Arion. His jaw seemed to tighten, his gaze sharpened - yet it did not make Arion tremble at all.
The man who became Aisya's legal husband, handed back the torn map to the paid man.
"Tell the man who paid you, if you still have the guts meet me manly. Don't just dare to pay people to get my autograph" Arion said sharply.
Even one hand Arion has gripped tightly the leather jacket in the wear of the man with the face of the sangar. Arion approached one of the man's ears, one corner of Arion's lips raised before he made a sound.
"I can pay you more than the cowboy gave me, and tell him I'm not going to sell the rice fields or the coconut plantations because I'm no longer entitled to them," connect Arion.
The man distanced his face, one hand patting the shoulder of the man with the face quite hard.
"I'll wait for him to see me back!" after saying that Arion turned around, with Arion's haughty steps back closer on his black Strada car.
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