
Bima House
A lit cigar flanked by Bima's two fingers. Smoke soared around him while his eyes looked far ahead. He sat on the balcony of his room while occasionally looking at a piece of photography. Picture her frame with a woman who looks so friendly. Hugging Bima in the back while his hands hugged the woman who was smiling towards the camera. And that woman is none other than Viona.
"Gue miss Vi, don't know how long I can escape this guilt.." He said to himself.
Before long the phone was flinching, a call came in from Andrew.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Flat sweep.
"Gue's outside, open the door!"
Bima hung up on him, put him back in his pants pocket. Then he turned around and stepped towards the front door.
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Andrew was standing at the door. Unwelcome to enter, the man had already gawked himself inside. Bima then locked the door of his house again.
"That's too long! what else is emang?"Andrew asked with a slightly irritated face. Upset because it had been almost half an hour he stood in front of the door of Bima's house, but no one said except the chirping of birds near the trees of his house.
Bima lives alone in her home. Her mother and father have been divorced since she was a child. She chose to live alone in her mother's estate, while her own mother had remarried and lived with her new husband abroad.
"Sorry, I don't hear anyone knocking on the door!" He answered while taking a bottle of vodka from the glass cabinet and then put it on the table. He also headed to the kitchen, soon returned with two glasses of glass in his hand.
Andrew pulled out a brown envelope. The envelope was carried in front of Bima. Bima stared at the envelope with a frown.
"Help me make someone messy.." Andrew.
Bima doesn't talk. Andrew continued his sentence
"Argha. Help me get rid of him.."
Bima had guessed. With a deep breath, his legs crossed and he leaned against the head of the sofa behind him.
"Gue can't Ndrew."
"Why?" Andrew was shocked to hear Bima's rejection.
Bima did not answer directly. Vodka was opened and poured into an empty glass. One of the glasses that had been filled with the drink was placed right in front of Andrew.
"He is, after all, my ex-boyfriend. I know who he is. He's not just a Ndrew guy!"
Andrew chuckled "Say you're scared!"
"Gue is not afraid of anyone!" Bima felt shunned. Andrew looked sharply.
"If you're not afraid of what's his name? Precisely because he's a former temen lo, you must know his weakness! I didn't ask you to directly abisin him today either. You can use any important way not to let anyone know that he died because he was killed."
"Lo want to make her death seem like an accident?" Guess Bima then.
"Pinter lo!"
Andrew took Vodka in front of him, and then gulped the contents of the Vodka to the end.
He also looked back at Bima who seemed to be thinking.
"If you succeed in disappearingin Arga. I'll give you a billion checks."
Bima looked surprised.
"And I will also love a promising position in one branch of my father's company for you, you have cape gini rich work continues?" Andrew's timpals again.
Bima again just silent. Worryingly. He was planning to retire from his black job. Because he felt tired and tired of being haunted by guilt and was was every run out of his duties as a hitman.
Yesterday maybe he was hockey, not a single crime by the police. But in the future it is not impossible that one fatal mistake could make him caught and languished in prison.
Not to mention the guilt that haunted him. Once upon a time he received a job from a big boss to eliminate his own wife who was pregnant.
Moreover, the reason if not the affair scandal known by his wife to make the husband could have sent a hitman like him. Unfortunately, the woman was pregnant. I don't know what her husband thought when he declared his intention to kill his pregnant wife.
An accident that killed the passenger instantly.
Fresh blood flows between the nose and************ the woman. Bima looked at him pushyly when she finally found out that he had not only killed one person, but two lives at a time.
Police could not arrest him, instead arrested the driver because he was considered negligent in driving to cause someone to lose his life.
But since then, Bima can not sleep well. Every night is haunted by guilt.
He also planned to retire from his black world, but somehow his wish was fulfilled, because in addition to relying on this job, Bima had no other income.
"Lo don't answer my offer today Bim, you'll tell me if you change your mind!" Andrew patted Bima's shoulder. Then the man hurried to leave his house.
Only Bima is now confused by the offer given by Andrew.
***
Tomorrow too comes. The sun was ashamed to show its light. Meira and Arga are awake and ready to go home from the hospital.
"Gue don't understand, why you want to go back, mamah same Andrew did not come here! this is a delay!" Said Meira while tidying up her dirty clothes and Arga.
"Not to care about them."
Wait, Meira remembered something. The tape! yeah, about the tape.
Do I have to tell Arga now? should? but he just recovered, I don't want to burden him with new problems. Maybe I'll wait until she's completely healthy, and then I'll play a recording of the conversation between Andrew and the attached grandmother.
A guard was ready at the door. Waiting for his young master to come out. After doctors examined her condition once again, Arga was finally allowed to go home.
Arga and Meira were finally able to go home after two days of hospital stay. Before lunch they arrived home.
Arga immediately went upstairs without caring for his mother who pura pitya welcome his return.
"Who else is it?" Arga sat in the bed, resting both his legs. Staring at Meira who was busy tidying up the book at her study table.
"Gue's going to Ga's college, so it happens that his class starts in an hour. I told Bi siti to make lunch. I'll put the medicine on the desk!" Meira answered without looking. I was busy checking my college schedule.
Arga seemed to think.
"Wait a minute!"
"What?"
Arga took her phone and was seen picking a photo of herself. He immediately sent one that he thought was cool to Meira's WhatsApp.
"Hp lo!"
Although confused, Meira also gives her phone to Arga's hand.
Arga looks engrossed with a mysterious smile and returns Meira's phone to its owner.
why is he smiling so horribly? did he send a nasty photo into my phone?
Meira checked her phone but when she was about to turn on her phone her eyes immediately glared perfectly.
"Never change that wallpaper. If you change, I'll abisin!" Arga said seriously. Staring at Meira while raising one eyebrow.
Meira is gawking.
Hah~ look at him power-mad! Could he usually put his own picture on my phone! look at the behavior, the more day-to-day it becomes unpredictable!
"That's gone!" Arga shook his hand. Expelling Meira bright light.
Meira squinted her eyes. Upset because even though he did not understand but he still obeyed Arga's request. Not remove wallpaper photo Arga dihpnya.
seriated