Satoe Sign Love Lieutenant

STCL 22'S. Any Other Conspiracies?

Alsaki stared intently at the person in the post. His blood felt up to his head, making him unable to show his angry face. Adyaksa chose to turn right and go back inside because of course that was not his business. He will let Alsaki solve the problem that came.

" What are you doing here?"

" I want to ask for money, you can make a house means you have a lot of money, right?"

Alsaki's hands clenched tightly. Even his books turned white because of the hardness of the man's fist. Alsaki snorted furiously, he then brought Bagio out of the post. He certainly did not want their conversation heard by others.

" I don't think I really need to give you any money. Didn't my mother's pension fund have you fully owned. Even a dime I never give."

" Fuck you son, same father himself a very reckoning. I reported just knowing you."

" Just please I'm not afraid."

After saying this, Alsaki then went to the base. He ignored Bagio's shout, not his real scream but rather his mockery. Alsaki was very indifferent to it, had often been himself cursed so the voices of Bagio just like the wind and then who went into the ears just not.

" If the guy comes again, say I'm not in the place."

" Ready Kapt!"

Alsaki was throwing a rough breath. A sadness began to enter his face. Adyaksa can see that. He patted the back of a friend.

" I feel like I want to go to work instead of being quiet like this Ad. I feel like my life is useless."

" Don't say that Al. We all care the same lo, we love the same lo especially bravo team."

Making peace with your own heart is hard. How not, the amount of pressure Alsaki has received from small. Everything is very difficult and difficult to remove.

Another Alsaki is Ameer aka Khaleed. The man is currently watching a house. The minimalist style house looks still quiet in those rush hours.

It's been about an hour that he's been there doing nothing. He was just sitting in his car but his eyes didn't change. Not long after a car arrived. Khaleed could see who was coming down from there. A middle-aged man but still looks so handsome.

" Is that Lieutenant Dita's father?"

Yeah, Khaleed's watching Dita's house. Apparently yesterday she followed Dita all the way home. The man certainly will not miss the slightest opportunity to be able to get close to Dita. Khaleed immediately remembered, he took his phone and typed Dita's name in the search. He did not know Dita's full name but when writing the name 'Lettan Dita' all simple information appeared there.

Khaleed was a little surprised to learn the family tree of the girl he was after. The father of the doctor, the mother of the CEO of LT, a transportation company that is one of the largest in the country. Suddenly he remembered, Khaleed had seen airlines and cargo ships with the inscription LT.

" This is amazing. I'm not wrong to like people. I'll get you lieutenant."

Feeling Khaleed was strong. He saw a car parked in front of the house. Get out of there Dita and a man. Khaleed furrowed his brows, he naturally asked who the man was. There was a dislike lingering in his heart. Khaleed grew even more upset as the man hugged Dita.

" Who he is, Arghhh just pisses me off."

Khaleed ignored that a little bit and took the phone he had put on the dashboard. He looked for Dita's number which he made into a quick call. Khaleed's smile expanded as Dita received her call.

" Hello."

" Hello Lieutenant Dita. It's me Ameer. Was it not busy tonight? Can we meet." To the point, Khaleed didn't want to linger in his taste. He will tell Dita soon.

" O Ameer, um if the night can't, how can the afternoon."

" Good lieutenant. But I don't know where we should meet."

" Aah, I get it. Later I share loc and you can use gps to come to that place."

Khaleed almost screamed when he found out Dita really wanted to meet. The plan is getting smoother. Is this a soul mate? I don't know but he clearly felt everything was made easy.

" It's really good. I'll get it soon."

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Plaques

" Woelaah pa, instead of kasian even that machete. Sick knows."

" It's wrong, why not get treated right away."

Dika asks Dita to take off her jacket. A gunshot wound that was certainly not the first time he had seen. Dika smiled faintly as he recalled the first time he had seen the gunshot wound of his wife.

" It must be nostalgic eh nostalgic."

" Haish, hold papa will take out the bullet."

" Woaaah papa, apply anesthesia dong. It hurts pa. Et deh the fathers of this one his jokes are not giggling"

Dika just stoked a smile. Heard his daughter's babble. Time passes so quickly. Dita used to say that when she was a child she was a pedal and now look at her growing up to be a strong woman. Just like her mom.

" Your mama used to crave anything while pregnant you, papa forgot. Why could it be like this.".

While dealing with Dita's wounds, the father of two children just kept talking. Recall the days of her two children as a child. From that, Dika realized that he was old. Haishhh, is that how you get old? Dika smiled back knot.

One bullet was successfully removed wanted Dika to immediately throw it but by Dita is prohibited. He had to investigate the bullet.

" Why Ta?"

" The bullet seems to be specially made. I guess I should ask Mama."

" What to ask hmm, seems important. Congratulations, your mission succeeded."

Silvya had apparently gone home, hearing the news of his daughter back he rushed home too. Ian is again the victim to handle the company. You can imagine how Ian grumbled. From the time they were not married until their big son even Silvya already had a grandson Ian is still Ian.

" Thank you ma, this is also thanks to the help of mama, Uncel Ar and Mr. Suns. This ma, this looks like a special bullet."

Silvya took the bullet that had just been ejected from Dita's arm. He's checking carefully. Before long Silvya photographed and sent to his old friend of course.

" Sun, please, it's a man-made bullet and roughly who the owner is."

" Woelaah Si, ane also again this buset work dah, sometimes sekate-kate also nih if ask herman help me eh wonder me."

Silvya laughed out loud as she read the reply to the message she sent. Dita looked directly at the papa.

" It can be that."

" Can, cs your mama's old. I know mama's 24 and she's 6."

Dita rounded her eyes and opened her mouth. As if I could not believe hearing the words of the father. But quickly Dika said not to worry too much about it. He pulled Dita back and completed the handling of the wound on the princess' arm.

Dita's story flows when Silvya asks how the mission was yesterday. Silvya was truly grateful that Dita was able to complete the mission quickly. After 15 minutes, a call came to Silvya's phone. He asked permission from the person in the room to activate the loudspeaker mode.

" Ta, do you know who attacked you?"

" Said one of my team members they were gangsters. Then which gangster is Mr. Sun."

" Yup is right. They were members of a sizable gangster on the blue continent. Maybe they want scientists, too. The bullets were indeed custom-made and only their members had. The gangster's name is Vugel Ceilo."

Tita was a little quiet. The name was clearly different from what his team members had said earlier. Is there another conspiracy?

TB