12 Badoets
Limo Selfish

The rejection of the golden watch, making Jumani and Nuryanto have to go home with disappointment. They cursed, cursed, even prayed bad things to his old friend even if only in the heart. It is impossible to show dislike for a gold watch directly. His influence and power were too strong in the city area of the district where they lived. At present, Jumani and Nuryanto have come out of the magnificent mansion belonging to the Golden Watch. The two friends were in the red car they rented this afternoon.

"How do we know now, Nur?" ask Jumani gusar.

"I don't know Jum either. I didn't think he could be that cold on us. I think he's still like before. Being close to him feels safe and nurturing. Why does it feel so arrogant and untouchable now?" Nuryanto hit the dashboard of the car quite fast.

"Dam. That's human. It's hard to remember, my friend. When happy, forget the land!" lamented Jumani annoyed.

"We are the same Jum. Come to him only when needed," replied Nuryanto as he massaged his forehead. Nuryanto sits behind the wheel of a car.

"How about we just ask the police for protection? I was killed like Suryono or something. It's too horrible the way they died. I know I was wrong, but my life wasn't okay after 91. I was so tormented by that incident. Why is it that in old age I can't enjoy retirement by eating well at home?" Jumani. His stumpy cheeks seemed to be wet with sweat.

"Don't be stupid Jum!" nuryanto snapped while glaring.

"If we come to the police to tell everything, no one will believe it. We can be considered senile as old as this talking about a fairy tale that has gone before. Moreover, if our story is believed, it means we can be judged in the present. Spending old age behind bars is not Jum's choice" Nuryanto continued. The frown on his forehead indicated the old man was thinking hard.

"Ta but I don't want to die silly Nur. I want to die normal, normal like everyone else in general. Buried intact, unburned, or full of Nur's wounds. If you remember the death of the other Clowns, it feels like dying in the iron bars is still better for me," continued Jumani held back tears.

"You think if we really came to the police, he'd just shut up? His claws were too sharp to grip this region. We could have died in custody." Nuryanto hit the fat body of his old friend.

"Then, what's your idea?" Jumani raised her tone.

Nuryanto. The two of them were still in the unmoving car in the front yard of the Golden Watch house. The silent atmosphere that felt long even though only a few minutes had passed.

"Try to think who would hold a grudge against all of us," said Nuryanto break the silence.

"Huh? Yes, it is clearly the Sumiran family. Who else?" Jumani.

"Indeed who is the Sumiran family that still exists today? The man will not be mourned by anyone even though he died horribly. Being too arrogant and arrogant made him hated by almost everyone. Even Burhan and Santoso, who worked for him, were involved in the robbery!" nuryanto. The veins on his neck that were wrapped in thin, wrinkled skin seemed to stiffen when speaking.

"What about Nur's wife?" tanya Jumani stared intently at Nuryanto.

"Seruni? Ah, yes too. The Number 12. Madam Melati!" Nuryanto glared, just remembered something important in his mind.

After the death of Jumani and Nuryanto, the Golden Watch was still sitting on the sofa in his personal space. He picked up the cigar again and lit the dark brown thing. Thick white smoke rises in the air as the thin mustachioed mouth exhales carbon monoxide full of nicotine and tar that is stronger than a pack of cigarettes.

From behind the door came a bodyguard who was called to face. That one bodyguard looked different from the other bodyguards that the Golden Watch had. His body was thin with hair neatly combed. Thick glasses with a white frame between his eyes. There was no cruel and cruel impression. The bodyguard looked geeky and clumsy.

"You know what I'm calling you here for?" ask the Golden Watch while pointing at the middle forehead of the geeky guard.

"Nggeh Sir. You need an idea or input from me. That right?" The geeky guard guessed his master's order.

"Exactly. Sit next to me," replied the Golden Watch with a smile on her lips.

Among the dozens of bodyguards owned, the Golden Watch was indeed the closest to the geeky. The skinny man was indeed not a sturdy body, the face of a sword that could be used to scare opponents. Yet his brilliant thoughts and ideas are very useful for every step a golden watch takes. Whether it's about business, politics or the dirty things that are behind the scenes.

"You know, right, I'm currently looking for Umar's son? However, it is possible that the boy carried a clue where the illicit items from the year 91 were stored. The potential risk of the case being uncovered is quite open after 30 years of being submerged in darkness. And the people here do not have any information about Umar's son. My only hope is you," pointed the Golden Watch right at the geeky guard's forehead.

"Good Boss. Nuwun sewu like this." The geeky guard fixed the location of his glasses.

"Based on the information I got, Umar's son named Wildan did not have any close relatives in this region. Kara sebang. The scope of his friendship was minimal. Even the last I heard, her phone number was off. That's what makes it difficult for the police to arrest him. It was as if the man had indeed prepared himself to become a fugitive of many people," explained the geeky Guards. Again, he fixed his glasses.

"But I've sent a lot of spies to dig up information on the residents around Mr. Umar's house. I discovered that Wildan had an ex-lover named Ika. I think only that woman currently knows where Wildan is," said the geeky bodyguard. The golden watch of mangosteen, looks satisfied with the performance of the geeky bodyguard.

"Then?" ask the impatient golden watch.

"Maybe we need to invite him here Boss," replied the geeky bodyguard with a smile that looked cunning and deceitful.

"alright. I concur. Order some men to bring the woman here tomorrow." The golden watch of the mangosteen agreed.

"It's time for me to rest. This old body is very unsuitable for staying up late at night. How ironic. As powerful as the human mind is, the old body is unable to support it," the Golden Watch lamented as it threw away the cigar in its hand.

"The agent is stronger than grandpa's grandfather out there. Don't be too hard on yourself. Genengan has the right to enjoy every thing that has been hard-earned," said the geeky guard. He stood up, bowed, and immediately inched back from before his weary Master.

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