THE 4 YOUNG MOBSTERS S2

He's avoiding me*

Buffalo, accompany Vesper to sleep in the room. He was worried if there was a threat, considering they were in someone else's house.

"What's up, Miss Vesper?" asked Buffalo who saw Vesper looking moody in bed.

Vesper watched a replay of CCTV footage captured by GIGA while sitting in a pen with two piles of pillows on his back.

"Looks ... Sandara did not want to go home. Do you know what I'm thinking, Fal?" ask Vesper and turn off the tablet. Buffalo shook his head slowly. "I feel ... Sandara Yudhi's killer. But what the motive is, I don't know. I don't understand my children's minds anymore. I felt ... getting further away from them," he replied grudgingly as he placed the tablet on the bedside table.

"They're getting bigger, ma'am. They must have a desire in the purpose of life. We as parents, can only support, protect, and advise" Buffalo replied softly. Vesper smiled with his eyes closed, like he was ready for bed.

"I just feel .. They don't need me anymore, Fal. They're all grown-ups. If I get involved too far, I'm afraid, it makes them feel disturbed because privacy is compromised, even though I'm their mother" Vesper replied.

Buffalo silently looked at Vesper carefully and then pulled a blanket to cover the body of the woman who contributed greatly to his life.

Instantly, Vesper's eyes reopened as Buffalo hugged him from the side. Vesper stroked Buffalo's back gently.

"Are you happy living with Drake?" Buffalo nodded. "What's wrong, Fal. I feel .. people who are not my biological children, love me more than children born from my womb. Including Tobias. Although he was a dissident, but .. he obeyed all the things I said. I ... want to spend time with my grandchildren," he said.

"You'll have plenty of time to do it, ma'am," Buffalo said, looking sad still hugging Vesper.

"If Djibouti doesn't work, I want to spend my old days with my grandchildren, Fal. Can ... I count on you and the others to keep my will?" asked Vesper glanced at Buffalo who slowly raised his gaze. The tough lady nodded slowly. "Thank you, Fal. Thank you" said Vesper softly and closed his eyes again.

For some reason, Buffalo looks sad to hear Vesper's words. As it turned out, the conversation was heard by all the Vesper bodyguards behind the door. Eiji finds a clue to where Sandara is.

However, seeing Vesper look jaded, Eiji and the others undo the intention. They went and went back to their rooms.

The next day, at breakfast in the dining room.

All Vesper bodyguards gathered including Sudanese people who seemed curious about Vesper's figure because the first time, they faced each other directly was not from rumors.

They speak in English. Translation.

"Why are you guys quiet? Come on, eat together," Vesper asked, but it surprised the people.

"Ma-eat with you?" ask a nervous man. Vesper nodded slowly. "Really?" ask the man who looks incredulous.

"Welis. A lot of nanya loh," said Eko anxious, but those people do not understand.

Eko asked the men to take seats to sit around them. Of course, the black guards looked enthusiastic.

Buffalo and others distributed the food on the dining table to all of the men despite being uneven due to the limited amount of food.

"Mrs Vesper, I'm sorry if it's presumptuous" said a man with a plate in his hand.

"Yes?" asked Vesper to look at the man.

"If ... someday, well .. I don't know, anything can happen. Can ... I join you? I really want to be one of your Black Armys troops," he replied nervously, but to everyone's surprise.

Vesper just smiled not answering.

"I also want, Madam, if allowed," said another man raising his hand.

Before long, the entire Sudanese residence guards did the same. The Vesper bodyguards smiled faintly as they fed their starving mouths.

"I can't promise that. The situation, is not supportive. It's true you're taking Sudan's side. Don't throw tantrums if you don't want to lose your life" Vesper replied calmly, but a disappointed face appeared in the men's countenance.

"Miss Lily. The tadpole found an origami paper in the window of the Guest House where Sandara lived for a while. It's just, Tadpong does not understand because it uses a grass cipher. Here is the letter" Eiji said, handing over the tablet to Vesper.

Everyone was tense, but Eko and his male friends knew about it last night. Instantly, Vesper's eyes widened.

"Who's pregnant with Yudhi's son?!" the strangeness that makes Buffalo stunned.

"just only. The reason for Yudhi's death is still a question mark, miss. If Yudhi was the father of Sandara's conceived fetus, why was he murdered? Is ... is there a deal or something?" ask Seif.

Vesper looked dizzy from massaging his head.

"What now, Miss Vesper? Add this complicated. However, Eko was sure. Dara's departure is the same as the members of HURI and Sudan, there is a connection with this. We have to investigate. Eko is worried, this causes a new conflict," he said and Vesper still quietly did not answer.

"Involve Afro" he answered, opening his eyes.

"Afro? You sure?" ask Drake doubtfully.

"Afro should know Sandara's situation. Have Afro meet me in Djibouti. Say, I'm waiting for him there," Vesper ordered firmly and Eiji nodded ready.

The other Vesper bodyguards looked at the Mother of Sandara intently. Clearly, Vesper seemed to think of something.

"You guys. Interrogation of all Sudanese men. Ask them to give their opinions about the two employers. Use hallucinatory gas. We don't have much time. We have to get to Djibouti and then, to the Yuki-Torin wedding."

"Yes, Mam," the men answered sparingly.

Tora and the others immediately finished the meal. Those who speak Indonesian are not understood by Sudanese.

After breakfast, the men were gathered and interrogated en masse one by one by Vesper's bodyguards. Eiji did a recording of their confession.

"Sudan," said Vesper stared intently at the two faces in a picture frame that Eko found yesterday.

Khafi Residence Sudan, Djibouti, Africa.

Sandara was welcomed as a princess at the residence of one of the collectors. Sandara looks shy when invited to shake hands with a handsome man named Jibran, son of Khafi Sudan.

Jibran embraces Sandara's shoulders, but swiftly, Sandara dismisses her violently. Everyone is surprised.

"Overview, that's enough. There is no need to touch me, or I do not hesitate, do the same thing as my mother when she was young," Sandara asserted threatening with her index.

"What's that?" ask Khafi curiously.

"Cut off the hand."

Practically, everyone seemed tense at once, but Jibran seemed not to worry about the threat. He lets Sandara come with him and doesn't touch him anymore.

Jibran took Sandara around her house where now, the Sudanese residence will be her temporary residence until the time to give birth later.

"Where are Khafi's wives?" ask Sandara because the HURIs didn't go with her. Khafi seemed to have duties for the hooded women.

"Oh. Just like the late Mr. Sutejo. My father's wives and children were scattered all over the world" replied Jibran, stopping his steps as they arrived at a doorway after climbing the stairs leading to the second floor. "This is .. your room."

THE CZECH!

Sandara smiled, she seemed to like her new room to suit her taste. Sandara walked in slowly and looked at the facilities provided by the room.

"Do you mean to insinuate me with this purple color? The widow?" sandara asked, raising one of her eyebrows. Jibran.

"Widow? Is it .. Are you married?" ask Jibran wonder.

Sandara silently looked at Jibran. "I'm engaged."

"Oh, let me guess. An afro? Hem. Just so you know, Sandara. Afro has a lineage from The Circle. Hopefully, he's not one of the targets of our mission's elimination."

Practically, Sandara's eyes widened. Sandara stepped with a sharp look of eyes pointing at the gray-haired man.

"Dare you hurt Brother Afro like Yudhi did, I don't hesitate to tear you with my hand. I kept this fetus because of the deal with your father. I don't care if I have to drop it. I don't want it" Sandara said.

Jibran took a deep breath. He then raised both his hands up and retreated.

"OKAY. I won't touch your dear Afro brother. But you better tell my dad and the other collectors. You didn't mention Afro by name as an exception target. You better hurry. My father, a man who is quick in action."

Soon, Sandara came out of the room swiftly. He hurried down the stairs to meet Khafi. However, Khafi and the HURIs were no longer on the ground floor where they had gathered.

"Where are they?" sandara asked one of the black guards.

"Pardon me?"

Sandara took a long breath. Only Khafi and Jibran speak Indonesian.

They speak in English. Translation.

"Where is Khafi Sudan?"

"Oh. The master and the HURIs have gone on a mission. We don't know their purpose. What was? You could have told me. I will pass it on to Mr. Khafi" said one of the men, who looked alert, unlike other bodyguards.

"Send a message to Khafi of Sudan. Say, Afro's not one of the targets. He's my future husband. Khafi can't hurt him" Sandara said. The man's forehead is wrinkled.

"Your future husband Afro? However, Mr. Khafi said that you would marry Mr. Jibran."

Instantly, Sandara's eyes widened. He flipped his body and saw Jibran smiling sweetly on the second floor near the stairs. Jibran flipped his body and walked away without saying anything.

"JIBRAN!" call Sandara loudly look so angry, but the figure of the man was no longer reachable to his eyes.

Sandara clenched her hands together looking angry. All the guards were on standby as Sandara was about to go on a rampage.

"Take me out of here, otherwise I'll kill the fetus in my stomach" he said. The black man in front of Sandara looked panicked.

"One ... two ...," he said began to threaten. "Ti—"

CLE!

BRUCK!!

"Good catch. Bring him here. Hempf, it looks like ... This girl will be a little troublesome," said Jibran shot Sandara dope from the second floor.

The black man who managed to catch Sandara's body before hitting the floor, immediately carried the beautiful girl back to the room.

Jibran releases an anesthetic needle in the neck of his future wife. The man left Sandara in the room without locking her up.

"Make sure he doesn't run away. I don't want my future mother to be stressed. You understand?" firmly Jibran and the men nodded in understanding.

Jibran leaves the house with the man who caught Sandara in the car somewhere.

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