Somplak Boss

Part 43: Adu Clever Rustam VS Police

"Mas, I want to go home!" said Viola who was sitting on the edge of the bed while folding both of her hands in front of her chest.

Rustam who had just entered the room let out a tired sigh. "No, honey, not for now."

"When do you want?!" Viola raised his tone. "You will be a fugitive at any moment" he continued, throwing his gaze in the other direction.

Rustam's jaw immediately hardened. His eyeballs were highlighting the sharp Viola. "You said love is with me? You promised to always be with me. But now what?!"

Viola looked back at Rustam who was standing before him with a furious face. "My love faded after I found out you were a mobster! You're a criminal!!"

"You want to hurt me a second time?!" Rustam is no less fierce. "You used to leave me without explanation, then suddenly married to Erwin. Now...."

"You have ruined my family!" cut Viola won't lose. "Everything I do to you is incomparable to what you did when you destroyed my family."

"I'm being like this just for you!" Rustam growled, his eyes as if storing hot lava ready to burn Viola at any moment. "I joined a gangster, making money any way, committing crimes in order to gain an abundance of treasure. Just for the sake of strengthening yourself for you! But, what?! Your father even betrothed you to a poor man like Erwin!"

Viola was silent for a while as he looked at Rustam with an irregular breath. "But you're wrong!"

"And you're in charge!"

Viola frowned. "Why should I?" tanyakanya.

"Because you made me this way!"

"I don't care! Anyway I want to go home now ju...."

Plakkkp...

Rustam slapped Viola's face hard. "Enough!"

Viola held onto a slap in her cheek that was extremely painful, just like her heart was now.

"You'll never come home!" hiss Rustam, the evil aura so dominating his voice. Rustam was already like a demon that appeared after a long time of disguise.

Viola could only cry. Fear and regret are mixed into one. He was already in hell before his death. This was all because of his foolishness that chose to destroy his own paradise for the sake of the false happiness exhibited by Rustam. Now, it was only regret that he could accept.

"You stay here, or you go home dead!" whispered Rustam in a horrible tone, Viola could only squint. "Because letting you go home is like dragging me to jail."

"Criminals!" screeched Viola with a hoarse voice.

Plakkkp...

Rustam slapped Viola a second time. The man chuckles. "I don't care, the important thing is that you're mine!"

Rustam turned around to leave the apartment they were staying in. Not to forget he brought all the access cards into the apartment so that Viola and Rena could not get out of the apartment they lived in.

Viola cried sobbing on the bed. He felt guilty for Rena, who had to suffer because of him. Regretting is of no use anymore.

***

One of the men in a neat black suit handed a gun to Rustam as he had just entered a special room in the old building where Rustam and his gang were hiding.

Rustam smiled cunningly looking at the four people sitting tied to the mine on the chair.

"They're secret agents posing as buyers and trying to catch us." One of the guards told Rustam an explanation.

Duooorrr....

One bullet went straight into the head of one of their captives. The three people who were still alive only gulped their saliva with difficulty, staring at Rustam who was starting to walk over.

"Caught where are they?" tanya Rustam blew the tip of the gun that had managed to wipe out the life of one person.

"In Bandung, Sir. We managed to catch them before their cover was revealed. In order to remove the trail, I told the comrades who were there to land them to Beijeng."

Duooorr....

Rustam grinned. "It's very brave" he said after shooting one more person.

"Then, are there still people who are still living quietly, after knowing information from them about us?" rustam asked coldly but piercingly.

"It doesn't seem like it, sir. They haven't had time to give their team any information."

Duooorr...

Duooorr....

After all, the four secret agents were killed as heroes who tried to protect the beloved country from the destroyers of the next generation of the nation.

Rustam headed to the 7th floor, heading to a special room that was quite spacious and magnificent. There are some people who are busy playing laptops and some other people who are busy calling.

"How's the intelligence team trying to catch us in Paris?" rustam asked after sitting on the sofabed while gulping beer on the mini-sized glass poured by his men.

"Some are alarming, because they're arresting human trafficking containers. And, take him to Paris to track where we are" explains one of the men with the head of the plontos.

Rustam lit a cigarette, then sprayed his smoke into the air. Observing the explanation of one of his men.

"It is fortunate that we managed to work with BIN leader Brigadier Sukarja to make their team fail to carry out search action. Manipulating some data, so we don't get detected by them." The man with the head of the plontos smiled.

Rustam grinned. "Good work, give him a fair wage."

"Good, sir."

Rustam turned towards the man who was focusing on his laptop. "What about the results of the Indophone company hack?"

The man with glasses let out a rough sigh. "They're changing a security system that's very difficult to penetrate. Even we can no longer tap their sites because they have replaced their sites with security that is almost impossible to hack."

Rustam clenched his hands furiously. "Erwin is a genius."

***

Director of Drug Investigation Polda Metro Jaya Commissioner Bambang Wijayanto said. "It's not easy to investigate drug networks. Let alone arresting the mafia who control the entire trade network, we must investigate slowly from dealers, couriers, then transport cars that may have bribed the security forces to shut up and let them in."

Dendy weeps, lamenting the fate of her son and grandson who are either still alive or not with a mobster.

"You better go home, sir. We'll take care of everything." Brigradir Sukarja, the leader of BIN, held Dendy's shoulders trying to strengthen. "Pray the best for them to be okay."

"I don't relax if I go back to Indonesia without taking my son." Dendy stared at the nanar towards Brigadier Sukarja. He was in Paris for a week. However, it has not yet discovered the existence of Viola.

"We're gonna have to find a mafia hideout slowly, sir. They are very cunning" said Brigadier Sukarja.

"It can be ascertained that they are also working with one of the police officers so that their transactions run smoothly. Everyone can be a villain, even a good looking superhero."

Dendy closed her eyes. "Let me stay with you, no matter what, sir."

The great commissioner Bambang Wijayanto sighed. "Really, this is a pretty hard case to solve, sir."

"It is good if we return to Indonesia to rest," said Brigadier Sukarja controversial.

Suddenly Brigadier Sukarja's handcuffed by one of the police.

"What the fuck?" Brigadier Sukarja looked surprised.

One of the police officers grinned. "Bring him here!" he told the Paris police who worked with them.

"Ready." The Parisian policeman nodded, then walked out of the apartment. Shortly afterwards, he entered with a young man wearing a black jacket, handcuffed, and threw him on the floor.

"Thank you, sir." The policeman who handcuffed the hand of Brigadier Sukarja smiled respectfully at one of the Paris police officers. Dendy was confused.

"He is a drug dealer who has a lot of information about drug networks and mafia-driven human trafficking networks" the police said. "Do you think we are not suspicious of your actions that look convoluted when doing a search, seem to want to give up and try to make our team fail to get information."

Brigadier Sukarja scattered with the words of his men.

"For that reason, I and the Chief Commissioner Bambang Wijayanto tried to work with the Paris police to tap the phone of Mr. Bambang, and arrested one of the perpetrators who still roam in Paris who acted as a container from Indonesia to Paris. We're secretly looking for the culprit." Police pointed to the man in a black jacket sitting on the floor with his hands cuffed. "What somehow you look reluctant to tell the team to catch him."

Brigadier Sukarja just fell silent resigned.

"Why can you be tempted by the lure of wages from them? You destroyed a generation of our nation by letting a drug network operate smoothly, just for the sake of money that doesn't promise happiness?" The policeman smiled smirkingly. "Really, Father, is a traitor of the nation!"

Dendy still does not understand the drama played by the police.

Commissioner Bambang Wijayanto said. "Sorry, you, must be returned to the bars that seem more comfortable, than the natural beauty of Indonesia that you wasted and cast out" he told Brigadier Sukarja.

"And, Beijeng was their current hiding place. As per the perpetrator's description, and from the results of our tapping on the Father's cell phone." The genius policeman named Aldo smiled casually. "Father knew from the beginning, and chose not to tell him. I admit it's great, because the Father is a true traitor of the nation."

"So, whatever our rank, whoever he is, can all betray. We must be vigilant, even to our friends. Only one thing we have to hold, faith in God and the soul of our nationalism to our beloved country." Aldo gave a warning to all members of the police.

Some members of the Paris Police chuckled lightly. "Indonesian people are full of drama and plays."

Aldo felt ashamed, because his country was insinuated by the Paris Police. Then he smiled. "In Indonesia facts and honesty can be bought with money."

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