
There were actually three candidates elected to replace Mr. Wahardian in his position.
But one person has resigned, ahead of three months of elections.
For some reason, just like that one candidate gave up all of a sudden.
Judika is increasingly busy with her Master's case which still has not found a way out.
Therefore he deliberately took time off and did not accompany Okta for almost three weeks.
He pursued even to the corners, the perpetrators of embezzlement, theft and harassment of employees who were still at large at the time.
Difficulty tracking the whereabouts of the fugitive, making Judika sure there must be someone who funds behind all the cases that repeatedly befall her master.
After the search almost two months passed.
Judika finally got the information on the whereabouts of the fugitive.
He soon passed to the island of Bali, its location far from the crowd, the trail was almost lost because the perpetrator moved around.
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In a cafe, the perpetrator was sitting quietly, fruit juice is available that he occasionally sips, while waiting for food in between.
From behind Judika walked with his exact steps closer and patted the perpetrator's shoulder, making him stunned by surprise at once.
"Finally we meet here!" said Judika who walked to the chair and sat facing the perpetrator while smiling cynically.
Two teams of Judika trusts are waiting outside.
He deliberately did not invite a special team as usual. Because he thought:
Even on a special team though, I'm sure there are some spies in it. That was why the fugitive was so hard to find, other than because of the information sniffed by the spies in the team.
"W-how can you ...?"the perpetrator was shocked not a bitch, stuttered, his body stiffened, as he turned to the door to prepare to escape.
"You die if you move an inch from here!
Your brain is still functioning well apparently.
It's a pity, it's still under my feet ...
once I step ... Do you know for yourself the next answer?" Judika tried to be relaxed because she did not want to cause a commotion in the cafe.
"Who's funding you? judika asked directly to attack at the core.
"I've worked hard but .. but not appreciated there."
*Haaah*Judika sighs with her hateful smile.
"My question is simple .. Who funded you?"
"I did it myself."
"Wah ... wah .. do I have to believe in a fraudster?"
Then a beautiful maid came to bring me a steak dish ordered by my fugitive guard.
The beautiful waiter continued to offer Judika menh in the cafe.
Judika then ordered a soft drink with a very sweet smile, even looks sweeter than Judika all this time.
"Ah ... waiter, can I buy this cutlery?" Judika once again spoke by throwing her deathly smile at the servant.
At that time he took a steak knife located on the plate of the perpetrator.
"I'll pay it at a high price." continued Judika.
"Hm .. alright, no problem" said the smiling waiter blushing back at Judika's smile then immediately passed leaving the two of them.
(hiyaaaa who does not like the charming smile of Judika ^^ because it is good looks past the new normal)
Judika spoke to the perpetrator.
"If you are not honest, then this dull knife will work once, before you go to jail" said Judika back with a casual gesture.
"Why do you know I'm here?" asked the perpetrator while looking left-right in panic.
"So I said you're pretty smart, if you run abroad in less than 24 hours, I'll find you."
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Finally it was discovered that the crime, funded by the head of production.
Judika eventually deliberately isolates the perpetrator somewhere hidden.
Without signal and closely guarded by the Judika trust team.
Then Judika headed towards the residence of the head of the production section.
At the time, she was enjoying playing with her two children at home.
Judika uses her confidant to convey a message to meet her in the car.
The production head smiled happily and rushed towards the exit.
He thought there was something good about someone he had been meeting secretly.
The production chief got into the car immediately.
The look on his face changed instantly, when he saw that it was not the person he had met who was sitting in the car, but Judika who was in it.
After a long insistence.
The production manager finally confessed,
"I'm sorry sir. I had to do that."
"If I want to fund the perpetrator, then I will be promoted to General Manager next year by director Lindo, but if not, then he will get me out.
I can't squint sir."
"No need to kneel before me. Just do your defense in court later."
"Even sir .. geez." the man got closer and grabbed Judika's two legs.
"Cih .. don't cry over your stupid mistake, I won't knock even if your knee is broken and bleeding here."
"I beg sir....My son is still small."his request while crying.
Judika immediately turned her face away.
"We'll see how much Mr. Okta's mercy has been to you, but I think the door to your mercy has been closed for a long time.
Tonight get out of your house, take good care of your family. "
Judika left immediately and passed that night. Looks like the head of Production was also isolated in the same location as the fugitive perpetrator earlier without being able to connect with anyone.
This time Judika could already breathe a little relieved.
His search has been fruitful despite his unfinished business.
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In Okta's office
"Cih .. I can't believe that fat man (director Lindo) dared to go this far."
"Master ... do I need to act now?"
"Hm .. I trust you Jud."
"Good sir."
"But wait .. yesterday's meeting he really wanted Henry to be the next CEO. Make sure you unpack even the smallest thing."
"Good Sir.
Mr.... What as long as I stay there is something I need to work on right now?"ask Judika.
"No need Jud, your idea of using OB power as a spy, quite reliable.
I can really see their true side.
Just give a generous bonus to the OB you assigned the task."
Hearing that Judika smiled, lowered her head and immediately passed leaving the office.
Fat man .. Your fate is in my hands now. Inner Octa.
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Go home
That day Okta came home early. And found Wilona watering the plants.
"Aren't there gardeners?"said Okta who walked towards Wilona.
"Oh ... It's okay sir."
"Are you cooking?"
"Ah .. not yet. Well soon yeah .. I didn't know Mr. Okta would be home early." still squeezing the hooks on the water hose.
Okta then took over the hose from Wilona's hands.
"Let's go in!" okta orders while turning off the hose hooks.
"Wait a minute I'll cook. In a minute." Wilona recaptures the hose from Okta's hands
Okta did not want to lose, again he seized and dropped the hose into the grass.
And immediately embracing Wilona's neck, invited her to walk into the house.
"Eeeeh ... Why sir?"
"Let's go in. Why is this little body so hard to manage."
"I-iya ... What's wrong sir, why does it look like Mr. Ok..."
"This mouth does not speak much.(Okta tapped Wilona's lips with her index finger)
Today, I want to calm myself down on that hill. Because that's with me." ask Okta.
And they walked like friends, with Okta still keeping her arms on Wilona's shoulders they walked into the house.
Hm .. Today the burden of your mind comes up again .. the closer it gets to the day, the more I feel your burden increasing.
All right whatever it is for the smooth running of everything, inner Wilona.
His tiny body could not resist Okta's steps and inevitably he had to follow her orders that afternoon
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