
"Where are we going today?" Bella, who had just finished cleaning herself in the bathroom, asked Arga, who looked neat.
"We? God, I've almost forgotten that I now have a protector from this system." Arga was deep in his heart.
"I'm going to the house of the wife of my bodyguard who was killed for escorting me. I must ensure that their needs are met until their children can meet their own needs. Even if necessary, until their wives are old and dead." Arga answered Bella's question.
"You can't make everyone happy, because your steps are limited. You can't protect everyone, because your eyes can get blocked. And you can't get everything you want, because your hands are only two. You can only try your best to do it all. So don't be too promising in the future that you can't necessarily realize. Because you have limits on ability." Bella gives input to Arga who expresses too high a desire.
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Geck.. Geck.. Geck.. The sound of the door being knocked by Arga.
"Yes uncle..? Find who?" A 7-year-old girl opened the door for Arga.
"Hi, I'm Arga Litihu. I'm your father's best friend. Can you call your mother? Uncle.." Arga had not finished his sentence, the mother of the child came out half-run and immediately grabbed her 7-year-old daughter to immediately stand behind her.
"What are you here for? You didn't even bury my husband Adam. He will take care of your life until his life is lost. GONE AWAY.. GO. I don't accept your visit."
"Who's outside when..? Why are you angry..?" The old woman who was the mother of Adam's former bodyguard Arga who was killed when shot just got out of the elevator in the first attack.
"It's okay mom.. There's a bank here, I've paid the installments, but he still doesn't want to go."
Geck.. Clocks.. Geck.. Clocks.. The sound of an old woman's footsteps in wooden sandals stepped outwards where there was Arga.
"Don't let me know if my husband Adam, who is his son, has died. Or you'll know the consequences yourself." Nabila, the wife of Arga's bodyguard, threatens Arga by raising her fist against Arga.
"Auntie. I do work at the bank, but I'm not charging installments. Miss Nabila had mistaken me, I was Adam's best friend. My life was once helped by Adam, and now I'm going to move far away. Therefore, I want to leave this for Adam's family. In this suitcase there is also my phone number. If one day this family needs help, don't hesitate to contact me. Okay, aunt, I'll excuse you." Leaving a suitcase filled with money in front of Adam's mother, Arga passed away leaving the house with tears.
"Next you're the one who delivered these two suitcases." Arga talks to Roby while he is in the car.
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"You haven't done the 3rd mission today, you'd better ask the system for the mission. If it has been more than 3 days, you will get a difficult mission later." Bella, who was sitting next to Arga, spoke as if she were a secretary who always reminded her boss' schedule.
Trulululululut.. Trulululululut. Arga mobile phone sounds when Arga will ask for a mission against the system.
Hallo's?
"Honey, where are you? At the hotel is Mr. Paulo and is furiously looking for you."
"All right, I'll be right back at the hotel." Arga answered Siska and closed the phone.
"Ready sir." Letto, who was driving the car, immediately turned his car back to the hotel.
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"Hey, are you looking for me?" Arga calls Paulo who is angry and is only noticed by the hotel security and Arga's bodyguard who is on standby at the hotel. Because Paulo did not do the destruction. Getting a call from Arga, Paulo immediately turned his head and pulled out the gun he had tucked behind his suit.
Door..The sound of gunfire released Paulo leads right in Arga's chest.
"Is this what it's like to be hit by a bullet at high speed? True said the person who had felt a bullet, the beginning did not hurt and did not feel anything. But a few seconds later it will be very painful. Then I'll feel the pain soon." Arga murmured when he found Paulo firing a shot towards him by touching the chest that was about to be hit by a bullet.
"Of course you don't feel the pain of being hit by a bullet. Because of the bullet I caught before I hit you." Bella replies to Arga's murmur and shows Arga the bullet she had caught.
"Huh, what? I didn't get a bullet? Thank goodness you caught it." Arga said to Bella. While Paulo was cupped and paralyzed by Arga's bodyguards shortly after shooting Arga.
"Baa.. How can..? No way, he should have died by my bullets." Paulo, who was already in a down position, forced to look at Arga with all his strength**** his back was covered with the hunch of one of the Arga guards.
"Send him to the police we have no right to punish him." Arga's bodyguards took Paulo to the police station with footage of the shooting.
Arga is now very impressed with Bella. And think of relying more on Bella beside him. Arga also thinks if going anywhere is enough just alone with Bella so that the movement is more efficient.
"Robery, Letto. Follow me." Arga invites Roby and Letto to the hotel cafe and explains if from now on, Arga will go anywhere quite together. Roby and Letto are ordered to lead and schedule an escort against Arga from a distance.
Obtaining such orders, Roby and Letto quickly implement Arga's plan for remote guarding.
Now Arga opens its transparent screen to ask the mission to the system so as not to get a difficult mission when arga does not ask for a mission of more than 3 days.
(Finding a hidden immigrant detention house in San Diego.)
"Well.. What does this mission mean? Just asking to find a detention house? Or release the prisoner?"
"Stupid, the name found ya find it. If it's liberating it's gonna be a different thing." Bella taunts Arga when she questions herself by muttering.
Swuuts.. Arga who tried to knock Bella's head, did not succeed because Bella dodged quickly.
Ha.. Ha.. Ha.. Ha.. Weeekk. Your movements are too slow. Don't think you from yesterday can knock my head because you're great.. It's all just because I gave you a chance yesterday. And your punch doesn't hurt, either. Feels.. Emmm.. Like a 2-year-old.. Ki.. Ki.. Ki.. Ki..
"Wait for a chance, I'll knock your head off. You're not just a centile. But also nosy. Just look at it later.