The Quadrillion System of Dark Immigrants

Private Jet

Tonight Arga can't sleep well. The fear of death continues to haunt Arga's mind. Until midnight Arga can only sleep. In sleep Arga also still can not be calm, fear and worry continue to be brought in Arga's dream. Arga who has never faced a dangerous life. Now must live life with a death that always haunts. 

As usual Arga woke up before the sun appeared. Habits that have lasted a dozen years, make Arga always wake up when the sun has not appeared. Now, the habit of waking up very early can be felt so beneficial for Arga. Because Arga can make plans before morning really arrives. It was a hard day for Arga to go through today. The memory of the sound of a gun and a bullet hitting the door, can still be heard clearly in Arga's memory. 

"Today my two bodyguards were killed, they were a father of his children. How do I explain to his family. How will I face the cries of his wife and son." Arga speaks for himself in his daydreams. 

"I have to be strong, I have to collect more and get skil points faster. No one else can die because of me. Now they have 10 men left. It would be risky if they were too few. More and more, they can not only protect me. But they can also protect each other. Perhaps their lives and mine are not important to these hidden organizations. But, their lives are very important and mean a lot to their families." Now Arga began to mutter in his own talk. 

"So does my life. Maybe my life is just like a guinea pig for the creators of this illegal immigrant Quadrillion system. But my life is so important to the women who are waiting for me. Besides, I'm not married or just making love to a woman. Therefore, my life is still very long and meaningful to me. I should be able to protect her." Arga's murmur was now more and more clearly heard with the zeal to protect himself so great. 

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After Arga is ready, Arga will go out, before exiting, Arga looks from the CCTV recording screen from his room. It turned out that in front of the room there were already 4 bodyguards waiting at the door. 

"Those who shift this morning?" Arga spoke in his heart. 

Triing..the voice of one of the bodyguards reads. 

"Hallo..? Yes, the boss."

"Have you guys got any leads from Roby?"

"It's the boss, Roby also told me about the attack last night that almost killed the boss."

"Yes, the attack last night was very sudden. Therefore, I don't want all four of you to show up. There are 2 people walking with me. Two others watched from a distance. Please you guys best discuss who he is the one who is beside me and who he is the one who is watching from a distance. In 5 minutes I have seen there are only 2 people at my door."

"Ready boss."

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Five minutes later Arga came out of his house and there were 2 people left to escort Arga by escorting near Arga. 

"We're going to go buy a bulletproof car. I just had this thought this morning. After I read some articles about bulletproof cars. I want to buy a Rolls-Royce cullinan. We're going to the airport to go to New York. Because the dealership that sells bulletproof Rolls-Royces is only in New York." Arga spoke to both of his guards. The two Arga guards just nodded their heads and followed Arga from behind. 

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Arriving at the airport, all flights are full to New York. Arga continues to search for information so that Arga can fly to New York today. Some airline officers direct Arga using a private jet if it is in a hurry to get to New York. In accordance with the direction of one of the airline officers, Arga headed for an airline that provided private jets for rent. 

"Sir, how can we help you?" Arga was quickly welcomed by airline officers who rented out private jets. Arga is escorted by two people with a tall stature, making airline officers wonder who exactly Arga. Because of the rich in San Diego, the average person has been here to rent a private jet. But the officer had only seen Arga for the first time. 

"I want a flight to New York this morning."

"Sorry sir, our private jet fleet leaves the exclusive class, with a rate of $40,000/hour. If you're going to New York, 4 hours and 50 minutes by private jet."

"No problem. Can you leave right now? And I want to go and come back here."

"We can prepare at the earliest 30-40 minutes, sir, can only leave. To get back from New York to San Diego what time is it? Reservations are very necessary, because we are worried we are running out of jets when the master will return here." 

"I'm probably in New York for 2-3 hours, maybe 4 hours at most."

"Okay sir, we'll process it. Can I borrow your identity?" The officer requested Arga's identity for data input and administrative matters. Arga immediately gave his identity. 

"Who is this rich young man? He had only first rented a private jet, but he did not feel heavy with the cost of his flight. In order to go home and leave, he had to pay $386,667 just for his transportation. If he did business with such a large transportation cost, he would have to have at least thirty-eight million dollars a month in revenue. Very rich handsome young man." The clerk deepened in his heart when he inputted Arga data into the computer. 

"But usually, this kind of young man was extremely arrogant and arrogant. I can't talk too much and I have to be careful. I don't want to be swindled by an arrogant young man just because of a small mistake." The officer sat down with furrowed eyebrows until it looked as if it was fused. 

When the officer enters the name of the pilot who can be on duty, all is smooth. But when going to enter the name of the flight attendant or flight attendant, there is no flight attendant or flight attendant standby. This is because there are some flight attendants or flight attendants who are sick and also get a vacation. By force, the officer searches the list of flight attendants or backup stewardesses. But something surprising happened to the officer. 

The name on the list of flight attendants or reserve stewardesses only remains her name. Because the data has already been remembered in part, and permission to fly is already in process. By forced the officer listed his name as a flight attendant on duty. Because if forced to cancel, the airline will be subject to fines by the airport that has begun to input flight data when the officer input data. 

When all the processes are completed. The officer handed back Arga's identity with a lethargic look. Like someone who has no desire to live. 

"Why am I stuck in a situation like this. I don't want a bad experience that was repeated." The officer nodded with great sadness. Because the officer used to have a bad experience with being a young boss's private jet stewardess. At that time, the ethugas were almost raped by the young CEO. Fortunately, the weather was not friendly. So that the plane often shook and the officer who is on duty as a flight attendant can escape the attempted rape.