Teacher Teach Young Master

Call Vilins

A gentle breeze touched the skin of Fathia's arm so gently, the woman with slightly curly hair was sitting on her home garden chair with her best friend accompanying her. Vilins, while Veen had left to finish his other work.

"Ehm Fathio, "call the Vilins who are only responded by a small mutter from Fathia, because the girl is massaging her throbbing temples.

"What if you come with me to Holland?" asked Vilins who made Fathia immediately turn her head with a frown on the forehead that accompanied.

"You mean?"

"Yes, you go to Holland temporarily, or forever. The day after tomorrow I have to go back, although I still want to be here with Mama. " vilins said with an end to the sad tone when he remembered his mother who had divorced the father because he was captivated by the widow of one child who worked as a teacher at his campus, until finally, inevitably, he had to follow his father to live in the Netherlands with his kind stepmother. But his father still released him to visit his biological mother who until now has not married again.

Fathia with her sensitivity immediately rubbed Vilins' back by next pulling the tall slender body into an embrace. "Prophe Lins, um. But going to Holland is impossible."

"why? can't you avoid that brash father of yours?and in no time your mother will be safe, will she?" asked Vilins looking into both of Fathia's eyes deeply.

"Hais I mean, how will my life be in people's country? I don't speak Dutch. And where will I live? how do I survive, while there I'll have trouble finding a job. "

Vilins chuckled when he heard Fathia's words, "if it's easy, "he said, shaking his hand. "I can teach you the language, the problem of housing and needs. I'm the one who takes care of it, "

"Yes, let me think again. "

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The sharp gaze continued to focus forward with his hand continuing to move slowly on the steering wheel, a typical military clothing with a name tag bearing Rodeniale Arson M stamped on his clothes as an identity.

From a distance saw a large building that stood firmly on the ground, while Arson immediately increased the speed of the vehicle.

Until he arrived in front of the military building, Arson immediately got out of the car after just parked it.

"Welcome lieutenant general" greeted a man kindly and greeted the man in his honor.

"I want to see them" asked Arson after releasing his hand from the grasp of the yellow skin.

Then two other men with different names immediately walked into the building.

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A group of people were seen sitting on a chair lined up, their hands and feet tied with ropes because they had previously continued to rebel. Several men in neat clothes and the same model were standing gallantly looking at those who kept their heads held back in anxiety.

Ckek!

Until finally, the sturdy door that had been closed tightly opened wide by showing the person behind it.

"Welcome to the lieutenant general!"

They shouted in unison with a firm tone, Arson also seemed to respond with a friendly smile and a nod of the head.

Meanwhile, Clathria who was sitting among her subordinates immediately looked up. His gaze could not be guessed but his lips slightly smiled although it looked faint but when Arson approached and sat on the iron chair, his smile immediately faded.

A warm gust came out of Arson's nose, the man. Seemed to look at one by one the people who were sitting down.

"you're doing illegal buying and selling, is that true?" arson asked without any more bass, but it seemed that what he had just asked was not discussed at all. There was only silence, a bunch of people dressed in a mess looked like mute people as well as deaf.

Arson, whose incident did not like to buy time, immediately pulled out a small-sized firearm that he always carried if he was on duty. "if none of you would answer, no one would answer, then the bullet will stick the wound on your body. "threatened Arson, the group of people appear silent. Of course they do not want gunshot wounds that have been treated according to medical procedures to be re-injured.

It was only when one of the thick-bodied men who seemed to have no injuries opened his voice. "True sir, we are doing illegal buying and selling and it has been going on for less than ten years" he said so happily, he did not care anymore with a sharp gaze from friends. Because, he had realized that whatever he did was no longer useful. Either open the sound or close the sound.

"Thank you for your honesty, and yours!" arson said firmly while staring at the perpetrators of the crime. "Prepare, because soon you will be more followed" he continued, rising from his seat.

While out there, it looks like the car has been parked neatly. Prepare to transport the perpetrators of the crime.

Moreover, all the evidence and the people who participated in cooperating in illegal buying and selling have been collected until the roots, so. Increasingly simplify legal process.