Wife Contract Fake Sniper Limping

41. Family Card (1)

News suddenly came that day. Dennis and Yanti rushed towards the Setiawan Family's main residence in the Margorejo area.

If Yanti did not know what was happening, she would wonder what kind of event was being held in the house. People came in the tens or so, far more than the celebration of his marriage to Dennis. The sidewalks were filled with cars and other vehicles lined up, causing traffic jams.

"We'll just take a minute, then go home quickly, Yan," Dennis said while inside

Yanti wants to stay longer. He had never seen a funeral service wearing chests, incense sticks, and flowers. In a separate room, abundant food is provided for the mourners.

"Come, there's more tomorrow." Dennis pulled Yanti's arm after paying his respects and greeting the older family members.

As Dennis said, when they came back the next day, the atmosphere was still the same.

"A lot of people came, yes, sir," whispered Yanti.

"The papi business is big, lots of friends, employees, and other families. Orchid..." Dennis tried to explain in a language that the woman understood.

Yanti nodded. He understands about more or less the same mourners. It's just... "When do you want to be buried, sir? What if Grandma wakes up again?"

Dennis who was drinking was immediately choked. He coughed until his breathing went back smoothly. Sometimes Dennis doesn't know what exactly Yanti can think or not.

"Dead, how can you live again, Yan?"

Yanti raised her shoulders while circulating her gaze.

The young mother's question was answered a few days later. He stood among the mourners, mostly dressed in white and black. Although in a mourning atmosphere, Yanti could not hide her curiosity to follow every procession and ritual that interested her.

The burrowing burrow was very large, as grandmother's body was buried with her coffin. Then people took turns sprinkling flowers on top of the crate before finally being filled with soil.

There are religious leaders who read very long prayers and lectures. Yanti who was not interested in listening, walked away.

Yanti noticed the tomb with a different and unique nissan stone shape in the hilly region. Some are decorated with dragon statues, some are wearing statues of gods. There is only writing but the stone shape is unique like a house. He would ask his master later when he arrived at the ruma

"Yanti?" call someone who stands with another mourner, resting under a tree.

The young mother turned to a man whose face was not foreign. But he doesn't know either.

"I'm Darto. You're Yanti, right?" ask the man who is walking closer.

Yanti felt the blood on her body instantly freeze as she realized who the man was. That voice and face, how could he forget about it? Darto's makeup changed, but, it was Darto!

Fear instantly ambushed him, he subconsciously stepped back. "N-not! I'm Tanti! Wear T! Wait!"

"Hmm, I guess Yanti, my acquaintance," said the man. Darto then walked back to his place.

Yanti's instincts made her feet move away from the man, the faster the better. As far as possible..!

Yanti's eyes search for Dennis among the dozens of people who filled the cemetery.

"Yes?" call out a heavy voice that made Yanti again able to breathe a sigh of relief.

As he turned his head, Dennis was there, leaning against a large nissan stone. Beside him were Darren and Lani who waved at him. Yanti rushed to them.

"Why are you, Ce?" ask Lani.

"Maybe later in the grave, the laughter is bad" Yanti replied with another lie.

Dennis only saw Yanti's strange reaction which was other than usual. At home, he was about to ask about Yanti's attitude but did not have time. Suddenly there was an important task call to find the target of another group that had escaped. Dennis left in a hurry.

"Maybe I'm home tomorrow. You lock the door at night. Don't open it if someone knocks on the door" Dennis ordered.

Yanti nodded. Alone and alone with Kito, he doesn't want anyone to come. Especially if that person might be Darto.

Yanti's mind returned to the meeting at the cemetery this afternoon. The woman did not think about what she had done.

Though all this time he continued to struggle to find Darto, the father of Kito.

What makes Yanti even more afraid is that Dennis knows that Darto is coming to Yanti. He was afraid that Dennis would immediately kick him out or break their contract. Yanti also did not want Darto to know that he had remarried (by contract) with another man.

"Sorry, yes, Kito... I don't want to see your father again." muttered Yanti. His guilt grew even more when Waskito smiled widely.

"Yahuuk.. Buk!" call Kito cheerfully without knowing Yanti's raging feelings.

...

"Targets are known to be seen around the hamlet. So our team will back-up the other team. Even so, I ask that you remain careful" Miss C said while sharing a photo of the target consisting of several people.

"The possibility of the target being assisted by the other party is also large," the woman continued. "Snipe, you could be an easy target in an instant."

As the attention of the entire room turned to him, Dennis raised his head. "There's a reason I can always get away with it."

Almost all of his comrades laughed with the crisp joke of the stick man. But Miss C just smiled. "Okay, I believe. All right, everyone in their own position. Do it with minimal fatality rate and 100% success%."

The team members occupied the position according to the direction of Miss C, as well as Dennis.

He climbed onto the roof of one of the shophouses and was about to see the situation when someone came out from behind the tandon. Fortunately the corner of Dennis's eye caught the movement of the thing swinging towards him. Spontaneously he wore his black stick to fend off and counterattack.

The guy was quite wily but Dennis's movements were faster. He makes use of the presumption of people who tend to underestimate him for wearing a cane. While one hand was playing a stick, Dennis pulled out another spare weapon from behind his shirt which he pointed to the guy's neck.

Darling, Dennis's gun missed and was only hit by the hat the man was wearing. The hat floated up, showing a face that shocked Dennis for a moment. However, that split second was used by the man to push Dennis and swing the machete.

Dennis managed to dodge but his shoulder was still hit. He also slapped his wand at the head of his assailant who was hit by a landslide. The man fell down and fell.

Dennis didn't have time to check if the man was alive or not. He rushed over to signal danger to the other members of his team. No one knows if this entire operation is a trap or not, but there is no harm in keeping watch as well.

While holding back the blood flowing from his wound, Dennis immediately came down and left the shophouse earlier. The sound of their fights and Dennis' injuries must have attracted a lot of attention, so he slipped in carefully. His hand grabbed the jacket that was lying and abandoned by its owner.

When she felt safe, she called an ojek to take her to Miss C's office.

Dennis' arrival causes a commotion inside the office. Not because of his injuries, but also the information he carried.

...

Inside the office, Dennis was asked to the information room where he was questioned. His wounds were also treated.

As he had heard from Antok, the incoming information, still had to be matched and confirmed many times. The process repeated itself until Dennis was out the next morning.

Tired of being in the investigation office last night, Dennis was planning to go straight home. The smile on Dennis' face widened when he imagined the spinach vegetables and fried tempeh Yanti cuisine.

"Yin.. Yanti.." call Dennis who's trying to get in the living room. The door was still locked, so he walked around.

Behind the house, the young mother was carrying a laundry basket. Some of her clothes and skirt were wet, but the woman's face remained bright and sparkling under the sunlight. Dennis wanted to see the same scene for years to come.

"Yes!" call the man again while approaching.

Yanti turned her head, her originally radiant look turned filled with terror and fear.

"Sir Dennis!!" yanti shouted that directly dropped the laundry and ran towards him.

"Sir Dennis! Why..." The woman's eyes are watery.

At once Dennis remembered that he was still wearing his shirt yesterday, which was still covered in blood splashes from the wound on his shoulder.

"Oh, this... I'm luka.."

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