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The man in front of the computer screen was still busy playing his finger on the keyboard. It was as if he was looking for something that could not be found. Another man stood right beside her, affirming the desire to be quickly achieved from the look on the face of the man wearing the flower motif.

Plaque!

A small punch landed on the head of the man who was seriously staring at the screen. It seemed like he had just let down the man beside him.

“Ampun, Boss!” muttered.

“Why don't you be a dick like this? I pay you to work earnestly, Goddamn it!” hardik David with eyeballs that almost escaped from his petals.

“I've tried, Boss. But—” refutes Allen who does not want to continue to be blamed.

“What? Huh! You argue?” scatter David, then he hit Allen's face quite tight several times.

Allen could only remain silent. He no longer knows what to do. A moment later, David kicked the table and made him gasp. His body almost jumped in shock.

The tense atmosphere often occurs accompanied by torture that David did not hesitate to do to Allen. Only he was of special ability among the others. Although Allen is a valuable asset, but David treats it as bad as others.

“Remember, trash will remain useless if no one picks it up, do your job well! Or you'll go back to that disgusting place again! Huh! Understand?” kecam David's.

He gripped Allen's chin, then pulled it up, so he could freely stare and scan the look on the teenager's face.

Allen did not dare to reply, he winked as he tried to nod in response. His voice seemed to disappear swallowed by fear, stuck in the throat and there was no energy to get it out.

David threw rough grip, to make Allen's head jerk. A long breath that was held for quite a long time, sounded full of pressure. While the other men who were there, just watched without pity the treatment of the man he admired.

“I saved your life and you remember you had to pay it with loyalty!” seloroh David as passed leaving Allen.

Allen stared at David's back, which then disappeared behind the door and accompanied by the sound of a slamming door. Once again, Allen gasped. His breath, suddenly cut off. He had difficulty breathing due to the tension he had just experienced, his hands trembling trying to grab the drawer and look for something.

His face began to pale with droplets of cold sweat that started to decay, his hands were still busy looking for something. Got it, he finally got something he was looking for after a long time scrambling the contents of the drawer. A ventolin inhaler that is a lifeline.

Still, with trembling he directed the ventolin into his mouth to suck it. After three times he sucked on the ventolin, his breathing began to improve again. He leaned against the back of the chair, trying to calm himself down.

“Please, two million Dollars, reply to my email ...,” murmured.

Even in such conditions, he still thinks about work that makes him depressed. His weak physique for a fistfight, was only able to rely on his brain and abilities. Ironically, no one was able to help him in this situation, he had to finish his own work, to protect his life.

***

After being satisfied to breathe the fresh air, Lam tried to circle and examine the structure of the old building. The jet-black eye bead was combing the entire area thoroughly and meticulously. There was no gap left by his sharp eyes. Realized, a small explosion can collapse the building whose structure is already very bad.

Lam tries to digest it again, Steve's words are a warning to her. The money simestris eyebrows are almost like rows of ants that are linked, sometimes he massages the forehead that feels so tired.

“Wah, is David really going to dump me, this time?” gerundels.

“Ssshh,” hiss confusion.

He looked up at the ceiling that was already perforated everywhere.

“Actually I still want to live, I don't want to die in such an uncool way as I thought,” muttered still monologue.

“What should I do? More time is getting closer.” Lam's restless.

“I also want to apologize from Hana first before I die, huuuuaaa.”

Suddenly Lam became emotional, slowly she lowered her head, then crouched down, and cried in the corner of the building. Luckily, there was no one there. Quite firmer he roared, like a vent of emotions that had been held back for a long time. The thought of death frightened him.

Fear of facing God in the worst of circumstances. Of course, no one wants it.

Drt! Drt! Drt!

Shakes the phone in his blazer pocket, making him flinch. He wiped away the tears with the end of the shirt sleeve before reaching into the cell phone. No other and no, the one who called him was Andra.

Before answering the call, Lam cleared her throat several times to return her raucous voice.

“What? Why?” let's go without a salutation first.

“What do you want? Explain quickly!” lam's decree occasionally wipes away tears that are still freefall.

“What's with your voice? Are you crying?” search Andra who knows there must be no rice with the boss.

“Whispering!” gerutu Lam's.

“Wah, so seriously you're crying, it's something rare, Bang. I must capture,” Andra ledek interspersed with a small laugh.

“You this brat don't know yourself!” kecam Lam's.

“Do not do so, Bang. Even though I don't know myself, you always wanted me, didn't you?” sudang Andra's.

“Hei! Stop bullshit, you make me want to curse you into a lizard,” beaver Lam.

“Uuw, terrible,” ledek Andra once again.

“Lead lizard!” snapped Lam.

“What? You miss me, chameleon sponge bob?” sahut Andra's.

“Aish, you are indeed a child of no self-knowledge!” lam's spray was upset.

“Hahaha,” Andra's laughter broke again, “by the way, Bang, after this mission is completed, I'll drive you to therapy, yes. I've been looking for some alternative clinics with good accreditation" Lam said.

“What therapy do you mean?” lam pretended not to understand.

“That, spongebobmu. Are you going to let him sleep on, you also have a future, Bang,” Andra jokes.

“What is important to discuss at this time? You're the same as Steve, discussing the unnecessary in the wrong circumstances,” argued Lam.

“So you get intimidated in there, Bang? Wow, are you really in danger? Don't you cry about it?” andra's Scorn.

“And you made it worse!” furious Lam.

“No, Rhoma, No! At least I gave you a purpose to get out of that place alive, got it?” bright Andra.

“You're noisy!” lam concluded while ending her phone call.

They talked for a long time not clearly. Makes Lam even more upset. Andra always makes it dead style.

***

“Where? Did you get it?” andra asked the man beside her.

“Yosh! Let's find a safe route to rescue Bang Lam,” said the man who is not a Weasel.

“This will be the greatest job,” decak Andra with his arrogance.

“Great what, isn't this always what we do,” said Weasel.

“You'll know later!” andra ambigu.

“Ah, dammit, why should I be stuck with these crazy men, Lord,” complained Enemy as he shed his body in the car seat and closed his eyes.

“Woi, don't sleep! Change drive, I haven't slept from yesterday!” andra Sentak.

“What? You want us dead, huh?” weasel Amuk.

“Makanya, replace ...,” kekeh Andra while pulling over the car and stepping on the brake pedal.

“Truly troublesome!” weasel Oath.

***