Real Dad's

Chapter 30

“Musaaang, how is this? That Rhoma cop is still chasing us,” whining Andra.

“Suuzhon mulu, who knows Rhoma is looking for his Ani,” seloroh Weasel with a face without burden.

“Jeez, stop talking about it first woi, this is Rhoma really!” andra growled with a face full of annoyance.

He was completely riled up at this moment, a policeman being a frightening specter for him. In the past Andra had experienced bad things about the police. Therefore, his current fear seems excessive.

“Quiet first, Lizard! The more you are afraid, the police will get closer,” said Musang still looks calm.

“I'm scared, jir! Same with you who are afraid of chickens having babies,” beaver Andra on Weasels who look to underestimate him.

“Ayam have a baby?” The ferret frowned, after realizing Andra protested, ”induk chicken, bego! Really good for your language!”

“Samely, chickens can't be called mothers if they don't have babies!” yelled Andra did not accept.

“Yes, but the baby was a name for a child born not hatched!” The weasel won't lose.

“Ah, bodo very, fuck! What about Rhoma?” Andra again felt her soul threatened.

“Yes, yes, time must be sold to David!” weasel Chirps.

Andra snorted, she was really scared of that cop. However, along with his fear he continued to monitor the police's movements from the rearview mirror.

“You scared or ngefans, actually?” cecar Weasel astonished.

“Whispering!” ketus Andra turned her face.

The weasel screeched while smiling knots. Then, he shook his head feeling astonished at himself, why would he be stuck with a crazy young man like Andra. After Andra calmed down and did not just ignore the police who were still behind it. The weasel checked his phone again.

The bead did not get what was expected, the phone screen was still clean from the notification message or call. The weasel snorted, letting go of all his worries.

“What? Why?” cecar Andra who heard the Weasel seemed burdened with something.

“What?” Instead of answering, the weasel asked back.

“That, you just took a breath,” replied Andra.

“My wife ...,” said Weasel lazy and did not continue his words.

“Anged?”

The weasel nodded, then said, “Since I have not answered the phone, trus there is no callback as well.”

This time it was Andra who was breathing, he was also concerned about what happened to the Weasel and his wife.

“Bang Lam also said, she said women do want a good man, men like us are only liked in the drama,” said Andra.

“Yes, I understand too, but you know for yourself, finding good work is difficult, if not for Lam, maybe I am the same he has become a vagabond,” explained Weasel.

“But, we also can't possibly continue to exist in a world like this ‘kan, Bro? I also want to live better, get married, have children and live a normal life,” Andra said.

“Wah, you grew up quickly apparently, hahaha,” ledek Weasel.

“Ish, you are this ... Ck!” gerutu Andra's.

As they chatted, the two did not realize that the police, who were thought to be following, had now disappeared without a trace. No matter where the officer went, it was probably true that he had found his Ani this time. The weasel keeps speeding, traveling so smoothly without a hitch.

However, in the middle of the journey suddenly a foreign voice coming from within the mill of everything that was devoured by the mouth of the narrow-eyed man rang out loud. Suddenly, the weasel turned towards the source of the sound.

“Speaker mosque one district, I eat! Satisfied?” andra Beaver.

“Hahaha! Yes we have been looking for food first, kasian your worms on the demo, already like a student, demo-demoan!” weasel Ledek.

“He is looking for food, time to follow find Ani,” seloroh Andra while patting jidat.

“Ppft!”

***

In the evening, Mika prepares to go to the office. Because, in the midst of a suspension, the automatic female detective now does not have access to enter his office. However, inexhaustible, he and Jian cooperated. Starting from Jian who replaced a picket officer tonight, he got a message from Mika.

That way, Mika can freely enter her office building. Before the plan began, Jian sabotaged the cctv so that Mika's arrival was not caught by the superiors. Shortly, after he finished sabotaging the cctv, the roar of Mika's car sounded.

In fact, Mika deliberately parked her car a little far from the office building, so that the plan is really smooth without any defects. For Mika this is a great opportunity that does not want to be wasted. Moreover, the picket schedule is only done once a week. There's no time for him.

Mika in a black-and-black suit complete with a face-covering hat, rushed towards the office which Jian greeted in his study and had already prepared everything requested.

“Captain, fast!” Slightly whispering he gave the code to Mika who had just arrived at the corridor.

“Yes, you did a good job, Ji, thanks, yes!” praise Mika with the same voice.

“OK!” mumbled Jian while linking his thumb and forefinger, as well as letting the other three fingers stand upright.

All lights are turned off to minimize the risk of being caught. Only the light from the street lamps that travels through the window glass without curtains becomes illumination. Little helped by the blue light from the computer screen on Mika's desk. Half ran Mika towards her computer. While Jian went on patrol after making sure Mika got to the destination.

Mika hastily opened an account connected to the black-trading site. He quickly typed in a reply message to the sender under the username 'anomaly'.

“So, when can you?” Write Mika on reply message.

The message has been sent, but it has not been read and answered. Mika was afraid that someone would come to see her. In fact, he will immediately look out the window right behind him when he heard the sound of a parked car. In fact, only a few vehicles that stop to turn the direction or other interests.

Again, he checked the message. Still no sign of incoming messages for him. Mika trembled, her temples were already filled with sweat as big as watermelon seeds that came out from every pore on her skin. Though in doubt, whether the girl's face had pores or not. Because, the skin looks slippery like a slide of paud doused with cooking oil.

Ting!

Finally, the incoming message tone from his device also gave a fresh breeze to his hopes that almost ran aground swallowed by spongebob's pet chameleon. Whahuh? Isn't that chameleon his hobby is sleeping. Ah, I don't know. At least now Mika smiled knot.

The tension disappeared immediately. He concentrated on replying to the message, carefully enough for the mission to truly succeed.

“Tomorrow nights, how?” his murmur read the incoming message in the email.

Mika thought for a moment, she did not want to rush over and had to negotiate in order to look real to them.

“That's too soon, man, I have to prepare everything so as not to disappoint,” wrote Mika.

“Alright, are two days after this, enough?” Message from Anomaly.

Mika scratched and ruffled her hair, she doubted her decision, but there was no other choice. But he also needs to think first.

On the other hand, as Jian patrolled the back door. How surprised he was when someone he knew so well just walked in through the back door. Instead of greeting, Jian hid behind a wall. Then, turn off the flashlight.

She quickly tried to send a text message to Mika. However, it was not sent. Unnecessary, he tried to call Mika. But, I got no answer.

“Wire,” snort while sculpting without knowing what to do.

***