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67. Mystery invitation

Ren Kagume did not talk much, as long as their boss waited for a date the two personal bodyguards stood side by side.

Hasan could not bear to talk, but he did not respond in the slightest.

Ren Kagume is not used to talking to other people, that trait makes him have no friends, but it doesn't matter to Ren.

Hasan was looking at it, Ren had very strong muscles, and a body full of gunshot wounds at the top.

Confrontation with people who are often faced with bullets is not a good idea. Better to be each other.

Hasan excuse me for a moment to raise his wife's call. Carol allows but Mitsuda does not.

Mitsuda criticizes the leniency Carol gives Hasan.

"Personal Guards shouldn't go anywhere, have you never been taught that by your department?" Mitsuda asked with a ketus.

"Sorry sir, I just want to pick up the phone for a bit. I'll move fast if something happens in this safe place."

Hasan kept picking up the phone.

After calling Hasan back to his position, standing looking at the two people who were eating made him saturated.

Hasan could not complain because he had been touched by his boss' fiancee.

Hasan was finally able to go home at half-time 12pm.

The way Mitsuda banished him completely disturbed his mind. Looks like she can't wait to play horseback with Miss Carol.

"BE CAREFUL AGENT HAS...!!!!" Carol shouted from the second floor at Hasan who was already in front of the fence.

Hasan waves back at Carol to heat up the manation of her annoying glasses which is none other than Mitsuda who is holding a drink beside Carol.

"You don't have a special relationship with him, do you?" Mitsuda asked in Japanese.

"Of course not. But you didn't forget our promise, did you? No intimate relationship until we get married."

Mitsuda nodded.

"I won't break it. Because I'm a real man." Mitsuda Sahut.

Hasan is driven by a car by Mitsuda's subordinates.

"Wait on! What about my car!!? Take me to Grace Company, please...!"

Hasan took the car and went home. Luckily Siska is not the grumpy type of wife who tells her husband to sleep outside just for coming home late. Hasan was given a spare key in anticipation of the front door being naturally locked.

Because the living room lights were turned off Hasan did not see a foot in front of him. Hasan fell right on the soft matlas.

******* that sounds familiar, it's Hajeera's body, their new assistant. Somehow tonight he chose to sleep in the living room instead of in the room they had prepared.

A very tragic accident for a married man, on the one hand feels very comfortable.

"Sir, can you wake up?"

"I-I'm sorry, if my wife saw anything, we'd be kicked out of the house." Hasan panicked.

"Are you sure Siska's going to be angry?"

Hajeera seduced Hasan with her red lips.

It's strange to see her maintaining lipstick when she wants to sleep.

"You're waiting for me. Am I right. Hajeera?"

Hajeera turned his gaze slowly to Hasan's body, then descended quickly as he saw Hasan's sword standing.

Hajeera played his hand around Hasan's sword.

"Tell me why Hajeera? What's the reason you're doing this??"

"What else? Because you're handsome and rich."

Hajeera continues to tease Hasan, her wild hand-play Siska. Hasan began to get excited.

Hasan pulled Hajeera into the kitchen on the 1st floor of his house.

Thinking something bad was going to happen, Hasan scolded Hajeera there.

"So you refused my offer? Sure you don't want this?" Hajeera lifted her white singlet up.

Hasan replied "No!" Resolutely.

The sound of applause was heard from the direction of the stairs which could be seen from the kitchen. Apparently, Hajeera's cornering was planned by Siska to see if Hasan was as loyal a man as he was in his shadow, or a land crocodile.

Hasan managed to get through it with perfect grades, although Hasan was tempted when Hajeera touched him.

"Don't do this again Siska. Hajeera and I clashed on the floor." Hasan glared at Siska. 

Siska who relaxed lightly apologized. The couple returned to their room, and Hajeera went to her room on the first floor.

Hasan felt guilty. He betrayed his wife long before. Melinda Hasan plans to see him tomorrow.

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Tomorrow is Sunday, Hasan wakes up at 9 a.m. The wife who had woken up first could not bear to wake Hasan because she knew her husband was exhausted.

Siska quickly cleaned up the stain from the battle last night, then woke her husband up because the clock had shown at 10.

"Wake up baby, the sun is high."

Hp Hasan rang, Siska could not see the name of the caller because it only consisted of a series of numbers, aka new numbers.

"Hello...?"

[Hello. You're not a Hall Fame agent. Who you?]

"I'm his wife. The Hall Fame agent is busy, if I want I can get your message across."

[All right, send this message. The head of South DKK's investigation division wants to meet with him. Come to this address, ******** in 2 hours. If it's a minute late he'll know the consequences.]

"Wake up baby...! There's a call from the department."

Siska shook Hasan's body. The burr splashed to where.

"What is Siska...?" Hasan's question was still in a semi-conscious state.

"There's a call from the department. You are asked to come to the address*******before 2 hours. Can't be late for a minute."

Hasan rubbed his eyes, did a hand stretch, then woke up with a cool jump. 

"Thank you for waking up first Sis. Without you I probably wouldn't have received that message."

Hasan slapped his wife's springy ass as a gift.

In the place that Hasan was heading to was a creepy man with a skull ring on each of his fingers. 

Hasan reached the address and found the DKK logo hidden in the parking area of the small building.

"Why is the DKK logo hidden like that?"

This is a Chinese restaurant, the waiter at the place is very beautiful and is of native Chinese descent, and believe me, the waiter at the place is very beautiful, when it was past midnight the waiters would appear very minimal and the restaurant turned into a place of exploitation.

Hasan did not know about it, but he realized there were many oddities there, one of which was the large amount of room space behind the restaurant.

"Don't tell me this is a place of exploitation? I've heard of the ngaco news about a restaurant that transforms into a brothel at night." 

"can't you? Don't you?"

Hasan glanced at the female servant guarding the entrance. Behind the Chinese dress she was wearing very intimate underwear. Hasan was increasingly convinced that the place was a brothel restaurant that had appeared in news headlines.

"Welcome, handsome sir. Your chair is over there."

Hasan was taken to a different place from other customers but still in the same building.

Hasan asked the beautiful maid who she was going to meet. Hasan had already seen that person's face with his X-ray.

"He's a very important guest, you're sure to love him."

The private room is a place chosen as a meeting place with DKK agents.

The man with the skull ring called Hasan as the greatest agent of the South DKK.

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