THE LIFE OF A MAN
PART 76'S
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It did not take long for the Son and all who were with him, until the front of a building can be said to be quite large and spacious.
Although the road taken is quite quiet and a little steep, but it is not a constraint. The building in front of the Son is indeed typical of residential buildings in mountainous areas and hills.
Just like the Villa belongs to the Son and his family, the building is not fenced. Although it is not as big as Villa belongs to Putra and his family.
Even the Villa of the residence of the Son and his family was larger than it looked from the outside of the actual area.
It is true as Arthur said that the Villa belongs to the Son and his family is more like a small castle.
The son spread his gaze, on a building in front of him and his surrounding which was dominated by rice fields.
The area is not as solitary as the Villa of the Son and his family. There are some houses that can be counted with fingers, but far from the building that the Son was looking at.
And the house – house that was passed by the Son and those who were with him was in sharp contrast to the pretty good building that was in front of him. The son stopped his car from a building that could be said to be a Villa as well.
Damian's car also stopped following a motorcycle carrying two of Arthur's men.
“Seems that he has guest? .... (Looks like he has a guest?)”
Addison, who was in the same car as Putra and was sitting in the passenger seat next to the Son, noticed and spoke later.
“Hemm .....”.
“Want to wait or what?”
“(Want to wait or how?)”
“You think? (Considered?)” The son glanced at Addison.
“I don’t think fire can wait to burn (I don't think fire can wait to burn)”
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The Son's front car, stopped by two men whose appearance resembled that of some of the men Arthur had brought in, and who were now considered to be sons of the Son and his family, worked for them.
The son stopped his car and the two men approached the car that the Son was driving. The two men noticed the son's car which looked bright, then the black car behind him which was also quite amazing because it felt like maybe they had never seen it and one motorcycle carrying two people.
“Sorry excuse me, you – you this who and have what needs?” Ask one of the men who told Putra to stop the car first. He asked politely, because judging the – people who were in front of him was not an ordinary person, seeing from the two cars they used.
But still, it is the duty of the two people who must ask as a front door guard, even though the Villa is not fenced. Only, there was no notification from their employer about this newly arrived guest.
Their employer was waiting for a guest, but the waiting guest had already arrived and there was no notice of any additional guests. So they have to make sure.
The son watched the two Villa guards, one of whom slightly lowered his current body near the windshield on the left side of Putra. The two men did not feel like they were going with their employers to the villa owned by the Son and his family.
“Baskoro is there?”
Son speaks.
“Bapak is there, but is receiving guests .. if you may know who you are? .. because Mr. ga no message says there are more guests besides Mr. Dalu..”.
The son stared flatly at the man who was talking.
“Tell him Adjieran's son came to meet him”
“Putra .... April? ..”
The son nodded once at the man.
“Then the need?”
“Asking for restitution”
“Repair?..” The guard was stunned for a moment.
“Just tell him that!”
The son was a little impatient.
“Hmmmm... yes have been waiting for a while then, I said Mr. du”.
“..............”
The man rushed to the inner area of the Villa and the other guard stood in front of Putra's car as if blocking the road.
Not how long........
“Sorry Sir, I said, compensation what you do not understand! .... He says he is busy now... You – you are told to come again tomorrow! .... So, please go!... You can come back here!...” Said the guard man who had returned from inside the house.
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A few minutes later..
“Loh?!” The distended man who was the owner of the house looked surprised as he rounded his eyes and pointed to the direction where the Son was standing while lighting a cigarette that had been tucked in his lips.
“Do you remember me?”
“Y-ya remember! ... But why does kowe go into people's homes?!” Baskoro pointed his index finger again at Putra, a little visibly riled up while dipping towards the back of the Son.
“I want to ask for damages!”
“Who is Bas?..”
A man in a suit who was in the room with a man named Baskoro asked when he also stood and watched the Son and the people who came with him.
“Iki loh, which I just told kowe!.... This is Gurnito and Kasiman Buego! I told you not to be given in!”
Baskoro's face was not happy.
“Dar kowe saw that two bego guys outside! Kerjane opo!”
The hand of Baskoro whose index finger was pointing towards the men he called just now also pointed towards the door.
“Said don't get in! Even let their wae selonong as good as udel enter people's homes!”
At the same time two of the sons of the Son came in. The one was at the front door when they entered earlier after disabling the two guards present.
Baskoro.
One of Arthur's men who saw Baskoro's men who had just been ordered to the front was about to follow, but Arthur coded him to stay. Just in case there is a commotion that reaches the stage of a fistfight, because Arthur feels they are outnumbered.
“Hah! Got jongos too!”
Now Baskoro ruffled his waist with still flirting petty.
“Two?! Cih!”
Letting the Baskoro scatter, Son flat only. He still seemed to take a quiet sip of his cigarette.
Baskoro continues to be arrogant.
“Kowe ga see iki I have men?!.... You guys are nothing like my men!..”
Six men in the shape of a bouncer, four of whom had just emerged from behind, then appeared to clench one of their hands while moving their chin before the Son.
Making the Son who snarled at Addison was screeching while tilting that was greeted with an amused grunt by Addison.
Baskoro's guest who was with him had not spoken.
The man was still busy watching the Son who seemed relaxed even though Baskoro had shown off his six bouncers.
“Better you all go from here now if you don't want to be battered by my people!”
“I won't leave before I get my wish”
“Cuh! No business!”
“What do you want, you mean?”
While Baskoro was grieving as if he was throwing spit, his guest asked Putra.
“As I said earlier. I want to ask for compensation” Sahut Putra flat.
“Remandatory for what?”
“For the harvest of my plantation land and my family that he destroyed”
“Do you have proof that Baskoro did it? ..” Ask the Baskoro guest.
The son smiled slantedly.
“If not, you should go and do not look for a fuss here, or I will not hesitate! ... You foreigners do not look for trouble here if you do not want to regret!”
The man was half-threatening by standing tall in front of the Son who was taller than him.
Meanwhile Baskoro grinned. “Kowe denger it?! It has many official connections to the top security officials in the country! ... So you guys are wong londo who just ride here do not belagu!”
“I told you I won't leave before getting my wish”
The man named Dalu gave a rude snort, because Putra seemed unmoved, unaffected by his threat. He positioned himself more upright in front of the Son who only glanced at him by lowering the corner of his eyes, because the man named Dalu was shorter than him.
“I don't care who you are. My business with him” said Putra while moving his chin that leads to Baskoro.
“Oh, abstain from you huh?!”
The man named Dalu is ruffled waist now.
“FATTAH! ARY! THE BAYU! BAMBANG!”
The man named Dalu called four people names loudly which then his figure came rushing from the front door.
Which makes the atmosphere a little tense for Arthur and two of their men, because Suheil was told to wait in the car alone by the Son.
But not for Putra and Addison who had glanced at the arrival of the four men, and currently their position is surrounded by ten hitmen from Baskoro and Dalu.
The son and Addison looked calm. Arthur and his two men looked at each other. Little anxious.
“There are still six more people I have a bouncer in the back! Die kowe all if I call my bouncer all!”
The son tilted.
“I give you the last chance! Please leave if you don't want to die or I send you to jail to suffer for life in there!”
Son budging.
“Nantang really huh?!”
Dalu pushed the body of the Son. The bouncers and Baskoro were ready to wait for the order to advance.
“Bad... (False action ..)”
Addison muttered as Dalu pushed the unmoved Son's body away.
And indeed Addison's murmur was not just his mutter.
Because after ....
The kraakk!!!
“ARGGHH!!...”
“DALU!!!!”
“PAK!!”
The sound of broken hand bones rang out along with the shouts of the hands and the shouts of Baskoro and their men.
The son had somehow twisted one hand of the man named Dalu until it broke and made the man now bend his knee in front of his foot.
What Putra was doing to the man named Dalu suddenly made Baskoro shudder in horror and was shocked to death.
“MAS! CALL THE OTHERS IN THE BACK!” Baskoro sent quickly one of his men to call his other men.
“HA-GRILL THEM!-!!” Shouted Dalu who was still grimacing the pain and still in the grip of the Son.
The man seemed so emotional and fierce that he grimaced with the pain of his hand that the Son broke.
Nine bouncers Baskoro and Dalu have started to advance, but ....
DOR'S!
DOR'S!
DOR'S!
A few bullets from the pistol belonging to the Son and Addison only briefly tore down the nine bouncers.
Arthur and his two men were quite surprised until they were stranded in his place because nine people died so quickly before them.
Now only Baskoro who was so frightened looked at the grinning Son, then threw a face with Dalu. The son had not said anything just grinned at Baskoro while still gripping the kneeling Dalu.
“Yes, I challenge you. Then?”
The son lowered his body, who then looked at Dalu whom he made to face him as the Son grinned.
“Am-pun..” Dalu is very scared now. Moreover, he glanced at the gun in one hand Son. "Sa-ya lang-cang ..."
“MAS! MASNO!” Baskoro shouted again.
The distended man recalled that he had told one of his men to call several more people who served outside the house and around the rice fields that surrounded Baskoro's residence.
Make the Son, and the four men who were with him look up at Baskoro.
“P-ak.”
A soft-spoken man appeared from behind with two people behind him holding a smile on their faces.
The man was the man Baskoro had asked for help earlier. His face was already battered. Baskoro rounded his eyes until he unconsciously retreated again.
“Ma-na the other Nnoo??.”
Baskoro's voice was already heard shaking.
“Ma-dead ... P- ..”
DOR'S!
Baskoro's men have not yet been able to continue his sentence.
Garret had already hunted a bullet in the man's head.
Back to make the Baskoro, Dalu, even Arthur and his two men were screeched.
Baskoro and Dalu were terrified, Arthur and his two men who then came one more with Suheil were astonished to see the four people who had just massacred those few people. All of them were covered with blood on the head, body and floor.
There were two more people who were then dragged Garret and Damian because the two men were seen peering from the kitchen, but only detained and told to kneel, not immediately finished because it was considered not a threat.
The son approached the two middle-aged people who looked very frightened. After he threw Dalu which was then taken over by Addison and still made to his knees.
While Damian and Garret secure Baskoro by being made to his knees as well, with the tip of the gun pinned to Dalu's head, Addison has not pulled the trigger before Putra told him to.
“Am-poun Tu-aan's..... Yes-noah ka-mi The two middle-aged men said very softly as they pleaded.
“You work here?”
The two people the Son asked nodded in fear while looking down.
The son looked to his left.
“Suheil!”
Suheil who also looked shocked and a little trembling immediately approached the Master timidly.
“Sa-ya Sir..” Suheil.
“Please save them first outside ..”
“I-ya Mr. ..” Suheil replied while talking to the two middle-aged people to come with him.
“You!” He pointed and spoke to two of his men. “One of you accompanied Suheil. The rest, you guys check this whole place if there are still others hiding!”
“Ba-ik Boss!”
“Should we kill him now? ... (Do we kill him now?....)”
The son who had returned to his feet turned his eyes to Damian who had placed the tip of his gun on one side of Baskoro's head that looked very frightened and begged for forgiveness many times.
Just like Dalu who not only moaned but also sounded begging not to be finished.
“Heh!”
The son ignored Dalu. He now looks down on Baskoro whose whole body seems to tremble.
“Not Now maybe (Maybe not now)” Sahut Putra who answered Damian's question earlier.
Son grinning. The grin of his long-invisible demon.
“I want to make him an example first, for everyone who try to disturb us (I want to make it as an example first, for everyone who tries to disturb us)”
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To be continue ......
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