The Cuek is Normal

Desire is discarded

Kenzo, Zahira and Sadam, these three people are watching how Prakoso is being blasphemed here and there on all social media. The entire media reported it. Vidio's trial went viral even to the extent of involving overseas police. Where all the children that are successfully tracked are sold.

According to the testimony of several suspects who have been arrested, including prakoso who could not be evaded. They have sold hundreds of minors over the past eight years.

"What a shameful case for a person who has always been as respected as him" Zahira murmured. They're in Kenzo's special forces meeting room.

"Until now there is no possibility of a president being involved. Unless it covers up the truth, even if he admits he knows. Because until now there is no evidence that I found" said Sadam.

"He played smart, even after the Red Wine organization was revealed. He could just walk away. Prakoso really took care of him all this time." said Zahira.

"You're right, the only evidence we have is Jeykey."

Sadam turned quickly to Kenzo. "We need to talk to him first. Don't make her mentally depressed. He has to be ready for this case." Sadam asked.

"What'sthis? You're really a father to our enemy's son?" cynical Kenzo.

"Ck! This is humanity okay! No matter he's any criminal, he's just a victim." Sadam replied.

"Sadam's right, Jey's just a victim. She had already suffered enough with her childhood trauma. He is also underage. Don't overdo it, Ken. We have to hold back his father's case. Unless he wanted it." Zahira responded, agreeing with Sadam.

"I don't like him to stay here."

Both Zahira and Sadam looked at Kenzo with scornful looks. Especially Zahira who looks more furious because of Kenzo's attitude.

"Don't overdo it! He's just a kid! Anyway I don't agree your president's case is open now. I'd rather you guys focus on Dursley."

Kenzo can't argue with his wife anymore. Sadam laughed happily at the face of his best friend. The moments he lost in the debate were indeed very interesting. Because Kenzo was too hard to beat, only Zahira could make him give up.

"Dursley this .. who can make him run away quickly. Even the SS guards had not been able to detect his whereabouts. He does not use his personal data anywhere. There is nothing on any flight list, train ticket purchases even bus tickets. He was also not detected using the toll road. Really slippery." muttered Sadam.

"The big mouse won't run too far. Looks like he has a genius under his feet." said Kenzo.

Since Prakoso was arrested and Dursley's name dragged along, he disappeared when the police were about to take him forcibly.

The greatest case in this dark history shows how terrible power is. Behind friendly smiles, popular acts, these officials play subtly behind the scenes.

Zahira was continually reduced to the corruption that was around him. Feeling that there are many more people like them in this world. A vicious circle that will never break. When one pawn is caught, another pawn will appear filling the void.

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Meanwhile, the president who managed to secure himself assisted by various parties he had influenced, sat pensive in his work room. His wife was enough to make him tsrtekan, asking him to be honest whether he had also played with the young girl his father sold. The president, though very ambitious with power and money, still keeps morale in his heart. What her in-laws did she certainly couldn't argue with, she was just a puppet. But behind that, he was the one who saved himself so that his name did not get dragged along.

His son was also affected because of this. Social distrust due to the atrocities that her in-laws do affect her environment as well. His elementary schooler is depressed because his friends ask questions that shouldn't be asked. He made me cry every time I went home from school.

"Are you okay, sir?" ask his new inbound adjutant.

"I'm good, thank you." said calmly.

"There's a package for you sir, it came to your private residence this morning. I've checked it and it's a copy .. a copy of the birth certificate." His adjutant seemed doubtful. But slowly he kept stepping closer and took something out of his suit pocket.

The president stared silently at the sheet. "There is a small note included." continued his adjutant while putting a yellow note paper. It says a phone number.

"Who knows anything about this?"

"Only me, because I directly examined him alone" replied his aide.

"I'll send some money to your account to cover this. Now go back to your place." tell him.

"Thank you sir, I'm sorry."

The president stiffened his jaw. He picked up his phone and immediately dialed the number.

'You're taking too long, Mr. President." said a familiar voice.

"You?"

'Yes, it's me.'

"Where's Dursley? Where are you running to?"

'You ask as if you are still a leader. If you're so scared of the evidence that's on me, I can negotiate.'

The president looks frustrated and scared. "What do you want?"

'Prepare the ship to be known to anyone. I'm not worried about the police, who I'm suggesting are Kenzo's men. If you can make us go unnoticed, I'll keep this secret tight.'

Calls are closed unilaterally. President, with all the efforts he has made. Of course he would not let his position waver. Therefore, by all means, he will do what he asks.

Meanwhile, in a simple house Dursley sucked his cigar. The house belonged to his assistant's parents whom he had left since childhood. When Dursley picked him up amid the cruel hands of the thugs who tortured him at that time. A house that bears silent witness to the death of both of his parents.

"Where are you from?" he asked as his assistant returned to the house, carrying two packs of food.

"Your son is taking over a company that is currently faltering. Once Kenzo slaps his hand, your company goes bankrupt. What are you gonna do, sir?" his assistant said, ignoring Dursley's question.

"Right now I don't have a choice. Kenzo must be chasing me to put me in jail. He had never let his enemy off all this time. We have to go far, I don't care about that useless kid. I've saved all my personal money and new kerekening company money. The foolish child will only be a vagabond and return to his poor mother."

His assistant smiled, he paused his intention of telling about the plan he had laid out.

"Then what are you going to do now? Which country is your destination? Given Kenzo's meticulous, we're not going to get out of here easily."

Dursley smiled, "Isn't that your job? You have to think about how. Whatever it is, I need to survive Kenzo's hands!"

His assistant placed the food he had neatly arranged on the plate on the table. Smile knots later.

"Sure sir, I will do everything for you. Now eat first. I will go to take care of some things for this mission" he said politely.

When he got outside the door, his face turned flat and unfriendly. He stared at the door with a dislike face before leaving in a car. For him who rarely appears on the screen or photos of journalists, it is not difficult to be relaxed wherever he goes.

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Jeykey sat on the back garden bench after training. His face was gloomy as usual. Sadam who just came home from Steven's office saw him from afar. Sighs when he finally decides to talk to her before taking an afternoon shower.

"You don't miss your school? When to skip?" ask Sadam.

Jey lowered his head, playing his feet in a swinging manner.

"Can't I go to school here?" ask the boy, since starting to practice martial arts he has been willing to speak Indonesian.

"If so, you must be ready to face your father. He can harm you secretly. Remember, you were the only witness to your mother's death."

Jeykey raised his head. Looking up to be able to stare at Sadam who was also staring at him.

"Is he really going to kill me?" tanyanya with a plain face. Sadam did not answer. Just the look in his eyes could already make Jeykey understand. "Then I want to go to the same school as his son. My half-sister." continued with complete confidence.

"Jey .. You can't..."

"Why not, Uncle! I'm sick of keeping hiding while he lives happily there. I want to show the world that I'm the son he wants to kill!" He looked down again, hiding his tears. "Why don't I have a normal father like any other child? I almost died in his hands. He's not a father, he's a demon!" Jey finally couldn't take it anymore. The child is forced to accept so much trauma and stress. Sadam was amazed at how this kid got through it.

"Okay, I'll take care of that. For a while, come in. It's time to take a shower and get ready for dinner." tell Sadam.

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