
Desi came to his cafe after a long stay, unexpectedly Dimas was already there waiting for him. Desi panicked not playing, he was afraid that the man immediately beat him in a place that was crowded with visitors.
"Finally you go home too" Dimas folded his hands and placed them on his chest.
"Tumben here? What's up?" Ask Desi. He pretended to be relaxed as if he had no faults.
"I came here to ask you something. Where did the man go to escape?"
"Who do you mean?" Desi pura doesn't know.
"The man you told me to shoot my wife,"
"I've never told anyone to hurt your beloved wife, don't like to slander!" Desi defended herself.
"Desi, like whatever you cover the carcass will eventually smell too. If you don't want to tell me, I'll look for it myself,"
Dimas got up from his sitting position, he threw a cynical smile that cornered his interlocutor. Desi felt anxious, the man would definitely not give up before successfully finding the shooter.
Dimas passed away, all over Desi's body felt limp and uncontrollable.His heart beat like it wanted to escape from its place.
"I don't want to go to jail, whatever happens my hired man must remain abroad" Desi grumbled softly while holding his chest.
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By late afternoon, yoga came looking for Desi in his cafe. He saw Desi massaging his head and talking to himself in the corner seat.
At first glance Yoga knows that Desi is a lot of thoughts, seen from the face of Desi who is tangled and slightly pale. What's the problem with Desi? Yoga really wants to know.
"Hi dear," said Yoga flirtatious.
"Would you like to come here?" Ask Desi.
"I want to see you, I miss you so much. Why is the end of the day so hard to contact? You always refused my incoming calls,"
"I'm busy, man,"
"Busy or a lot of trouble?"
"How do you know I'm in so much trouble?"
"I know from the look on your face and the way you speak. How about we go now for fun?"
Desi raises her eyebrows next door, she knows what it means to have fun with Yoga. It just so happened that Desi had not done the release for a long time, maybe her headache would be reduced if she and the man were to do the pleasure together.
"All right, I'm ready first,"
Yoga pranced with excitement, he was happy because Desi did not do the rejection. Finally after a long time, his longing for the woman will soon be treated.
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Yoga and Desi are just about to warm up, but Desi's cell phone is constantly ringing and disrupting their fun activities.
"Thank you for the phone, who knows how important it is" said Yoga.
Desi comes down from Yoga's lap, she goes to pick up her cell phone that is still in the bag.
Clik...
"Call..." Desi Sayings.
"Miss, remember me? It's me Mr. X," said the man.
"Do you want to call me again? Isn't our business done?"
"Tell your brash mother, tell her to stop sending people to finish me off. Or I'll finish off your mother and you soon, too" the paid man threatened.
"I really didn't know that my mother would do something like that, I'll tell her later."
Clik....
Desi immediately hurriedly turned off the phone, she was afraid Yoga heard his chat with the hitman.
"Who's phone?" Ask Yoga.
"From a friend" Desi throws her cell phone on the bed.
"Friends? Who?"
"Don't ask too many questions, let's just move on with our pending play,"
"Huh, impatient woman," Yoga grumbled.
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