The Gem of the Heart of the Former Thug

sephia's findings

Sandi looks ravenous eating her breakfast. This was the first time he had been cooked by someone. And he felt like he fit into that cooking. It was so greedy, to the point that the person who was cooking it chuckled while joining him at the dining table.

“Step really, mas?”

Sandi held her head up hearing the reprimand.

“Iya, Nat. Very delicious cuisinemu” replied Sandi.

“Hem?”

The short question successfully stopped the show chewing Sandi.

“What?” ask Sandy confused.

“Tadi, what do you call me?”

Asked so password smile.

“Natasy” reply Password. Sephia blushed at the answer.

“You used that name, right?” continue Sandi.

“Emang mas already do not think I am a special person, so?”

“Udah from yesterday-yesterday, Phia. Not realising, what?” answer Sandi.

“I don't want to go ge er, mas. Pain, if too bad but in fact zonk”

“Hempf” password chuckles at hearing Sephia sentence.

“Kok laughed, anyway? Bener, right?” renuk Sephia while pinching Sandi's arm.

“Adoows. Aye, yes. Funny expression, though. Gemes, tahu” replied Password.

They were silent for a while. Sephia also had breakfast. Not a word came out until Sandi's food ran out completely. He immediately wanted to bring his plate back.

“Let me alone, mas” prevent Sephia. Sandipun undoes his intentions.

“Where are you going, mas? I think it's a hurry?” ask Sephia.

“Mau to Budi's house, Nat. Yesterday was no time. Shame on me if not nongol” replied Sandi.

“Budi?” Sephia Gumam. His face looks different.

“Hem?” Sandi felt something was strange.

“What?” Sephia is confused by Sandi's super short question.

“Tumben very you call directly the name? You must be polite with Budi, baby!” the word Sandi explains.

He went into the room. Take his jacket and shoes. Then come back again while pocketing his phone, wallet, and motorcycle keys. Sandi felt something strange about Sephia. Now the beautiful woman is daydreaming.

“Why are you, baby?” tegur Sandi's.

Sephia's eye gaze implied that she was hiding something. Sandi is sure, if in fact Sephia wants to say something, but she is confused where to start.

“Say, Nat! What do you want to tell me?” ask Sandi again.again Sephia just looked at him.

“You're not tempted by Timin's kang, right?” password Goda.

“Is. No, lah. He thinks I can't wrestle, what? beware kao brazar” replied Sephia.

“Hempf. Ha ha ha ha ha. Yes, why? Tense it?”

“Eeeem” Sephia prepare.

“I'm not sure yet, mas. I'm afraid I'm wrong. And I hope my findings are wrong” replied Sephia.

“Findings? What findings?” ask Sandi with a serious face.

“Cute me!” bring Sephia.

They walked out of the house through the back door. And went straight into a house again behind Sandi's house. Without permission too, Sandi entered and immediately followed Sephia into a room. Shades of pink but emo-character immediately ambushed the eyes. Sephia took a map from a closet.

“Please mas don't be rash, yes! I'm not sure myself. Whether my findings are real, or just trap” message Sephia when she wants to submit the map to Sandi.

“Iya” reply Password.

Sephia handed over the green map. The password opens sheet by sheet of paper that contains a photo of a message from a mobile phone.

Messages for execution of a plan. And Sandi knows, all the messages have been executed well by the executor.

Budi and Adel's accident, Adel's accident, the burning of the wood workshop of Fajar sir, and Budi's accident because he was hit by a car.

All recipients, aka executors are different. Uniquely from that series of messages. The man, who was touted as Stevani's bodyguard, received messages from different numbers.

“Too random, Nat. Gua does not understand what it means this” commented Sandi.

“Gini, the sender of the message was ingenious as well. Instead of using one number for the phone, he even uses many numbers to send messages sigkat. Because he knows, even if it's hacked, the number must be tracked. Safer if made random” replied Sephia.

“Yes. That's the randomness I haven't connected to. It's hard now to use a number without an identity”

“Most kok” replied Sephia with a smile.

He took Sandi's phone from Sandi's pants pocket. He opened the SMS app. He sent a message to his secondary number. He showed Sandi his own phone. There is an incoming SMS message with an unlisted number.

“No need to have a card, not even need to have a phone. Just hafalin his number. Pinjem hape tape, what hape who is it, snatch can also. Keep sending SMS. Abis it, remove it. Balikin hapenya, reser”

“Try seeing the capital letter, mas!” sephia's advice. Be watching again.

It's strange. After the dot, the letters are all small. But there are some letters that are in the middle of the word, even made capital.

“I K C C?” tanya Sandi spelled out that capital letter.

“The code also appears in another form” Sephia said.

He showed me another screenshot. Where there is a watch whose back is engraved with a row of numbers.

“Shape as date. Empty nine, eleven, three three. Rich nine november year thirty-three” continued Sephia.

“But this is a new clock?” ask Sandi.

“Ya. unfortunately there is no information, whose order, or want to be sent to where” replied Sephia.

“Mas have that code reference?” ask Sephia.

“Lah, you should have nebak, dong” said Password.

“I'm fixated on the letter K. Your code also has a K. I'm afraid it's a trap for you, mas” Sephia replied. Sandi kembai read the row of letters.

I K C C?

Nine, eleven, three three?

9 K 7 2 0

I K C C

“OSA?” gumam Sandi's.

“What?” ask Sephia.

“Ngak. Naw. No way” muttered Sandi again.

Hand vibrates. Chests rumbling. His heart is beating fast. Cold sweat immediately pours out. His face was flushed like he was angry.

“Mas, you why? What's wrong?” ask Sephia. His face looks panicked.

“OSA? Naw. No way” muttered Sandi again.

“Mas, sit down, mas!” sephia's advice.

Sandipun followed Sephia's advice. He was sitting on the edge of the bed in that room.

“Mas, whatever you find, it's not necessarily true. It could be a trap” Sephia reminded.

“Ya. yes. this is definitely a trap” comment Password.

His voice was like a whisper. His eyes were still open, not necessarily his focus. But follow up blushing.

“Whatever OSA is, do not judge first yes, mas! We just have these photos”

“Budi” muttered Password.

“What?” Sephia was surprised, Sandi mentioned the name.

“9K33-SNA. That's the code Budi” replied Sandi.

“Ngak. Not likely. But I am not that type. He's a person of equal respect to old man” said Sephia.

Suddenly Sandi got out of that bed.

“Mas?”

Sephia shrieked in shock at seeing Sandi walking quickly, coming out of the room. He rushed after her.

“Mas, don't be rash! You have also been slandered, before. I'm sure it must be a trap” exclaimed Sephia, blocking Sandi's path.

“I think so too. But for more than a year I have not been in contact with him. Since the east wing makes ulah”

“His relationship?”

“Yes I don't know what his agenda is. The guy there is still naughty. Even if it is not brawl, it does not mean gangs have been fully repented, right? If he's practicing klandestein, how about?”

“Gosh. Mas, the distance you think. You are sodara. No time for chemistry? Mas certainly can fret, gelagatnya mas Budi”

“Yes, I know. But don't you want Onyx? Rich am I the same as him? People say that Onyx is Budi. But in fact?”

“Mas. Whatever you think it is, put it first, mom! I know, you are angry that there is Adel in the vortex that” Sephia said. Sandi gasps.

“I have no problem if Sandi wants to be angry with Budi. The origin of our data has been confirmed. If it turns out to be a trap? The world you lose, mas” continued Sephia.

“This I also want the same name Budi” replied Sandi.

“Don't be an anarchist yes, mas! Put your jealousy first!” sephia Pinta.

“Iya” reply Short password.

That sharp gaze was enough for Sephia to understand, that Sandi did not want to be blocked any longer. Anyun away. Staring at the passing Password's back. While praying, may there be no chaos there.

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