AGAPE (SELFLESS LOVE)
The Jealousy [Visuals]

"Don't move" whispered Agam.

They were between parked cars, squatting. Right behind, Linda in front.

"Sir, what the hell, don't whisper, ticklish tofu," linda complained as she shuddered.

"What?"

Agam even pretended not to hear, this week's holiday is really fun. Being able to play hide and seek with a loved woman makes her heart happy.

"Sir Agam is enough, the situation is conducive, let's go there again, sir. I'm going to see my fans."

"Don't, El. I don't want your skin exposed to tear gas." This time I hugged Linda.

"Sir Agam! I don't like you looking for an opportunity like this." He pulled the hand of Agam who was already on his plate.

While the commotion still sounded. The police seem to be organizing the time and the reporters.

"Journalists please be in front of the fence, and protesters outside the fence. So the protesters are behind the reporters yes" exclaimed the police.

"Sir, where's the LB? We want to meet, sir. We want to give you support." Shouts from the LB pro camp.

"Yes, Sir. He's not done talking either, we need more information about the identity of the man who raped him" one journalist shouted.

"Sir, I'm going there" Linda said.

"Okay, but you don't look like this, okay?"

Due to the conducive conditions, Linda and Agam stand on the side of the car, this time no longer hiding.

"What?! Adorable from where? Why would I be like this?"

"El, don't protest much, in my car there's a jacket, you're wearing my jacket. Stalls are also your hair." Agam is busy opening Linda's hair pigtails, along with her accessories.

Then he picked up a blue jacket to wear to Linda.

"Sir, sultry" he lamented.

"El, obey, okay?"

"Sir, seriously sultry, hot. Do you have to wear a scarf too?" Linda's nervous.

His eyes were busy monitoring the area. Ensuring that his cooperation with Agam is not suspected.

"El, you better be hot and hot than those guys. You are beautiful, your supporters who broke through all men. I can't leave you open."

"OK, okay. Oiya sir, I'm ordinary. In my Father's eyes I'm beautiful because you like me."

Agam sighed, looking at that clear face while smiling.

"Do you have a science of attraction?"

"What?! Yes, not Sir."

"Are you charging me?"

"What's? Mr. Agam, istighfar Pak .... The science of witchcraft and shamanism is idolatry. A great sin that will not be forgiven for associating with a creature other than our Lord" he said. Eyes glare.

"Yes, I know. I speak like this because you in my eyes are so beautiful. Can't stand me, El. You're getting more beautiful every day."

"Sir is not funny, deh. Tombal Mr. tuh. I'm going yes. Look from afar, let no one suspect us."

"Okay, be careful beautiful. Oiya El, I'm not fighting, you are beautiful" said Agam.

Squeezing his own hair. Be aware if he has been lured and entangled. Agam wouldn't even be angry if anyone told him it was crazy because of LB.

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"Whatwas? Beauitiful? He also said yesterday, baby. All men would be like that if they wanted to. Like exaggeration" Linda murmured as she walked alone to see police officers.

Agam got in his car. Then turn on the phone to watch the live streaming demo that was noisy.

"Loving an artist turns out to be a little complicated, you're mine Linda, aarrghh," she growled at the sight of Linda being held by the police.

"How dare that cop hold my future wife's hand!" Agam hit the steering wheel.

The man began to be possessive after seeing the men's gazes at Linda.

No, this can't be allowed. Agam is sure he will not sincerely give up Linda's choke for public consumption.

"If you're my wife, you don't have to do anything, El. You can only sing and dance for me. I'm the one looking for money."

Now Agampun began to talk alone, what is the transmission of LB lips? Uh, I don't know.

I can't if the guy is silent. Right, Agam should be there. To the area where Linda is. The man hastened. There is a need with the police when staff ask him.

"Where are you going, sir? Can I help you?"

"I want to ask the chronology of the time clash, and want to see the extent of the damage caused by the clash" he said.

He replied as he took a quick step towards the main courtyard of the HGC Tower.

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Agam began to hear how the men were yelling at LB's name, and praising her beauty. His heart was jolted when he saw some fans carrying flower buckets for Linda.

With a smile, Linda received the flower. There were a lot of flowers proffered to her, but Linda only took two buckets.

"Look at us Miss LB. Pose-pose" shouted the cameraman, out of nowhere.

There are dozens of cameramen. Now, LB is smiling at the camera in front of him. After previously posing while rotating slowly so that the entire eye of the camera can aim at it.

"LB cantiiik," the shout was the most often echoed sentence.

DEG, Linda is suddenly shocked.

It wasn't that beautiful shout that shocked him, but.

Why did Mr Agam come here, anyway? What'd you try for? I'm nervous, her mind.

While the protestors who counter LB, now can only be silent. Their position was blocked by the ranks of the reporters. In addition, the volume of protesters was also slightly reduced after the tear gas was fired.

The current agenda of LB is to meet fans and media crews. He continued to be flanked until he arrived at the podium, and Agam stood on the other side. Talking to a police officer.

"Just go ahead, Miss El" said the policeman flanking her.

"Thank you for the presence of my fans, I'm thrilled to have your support. Really, this is a booster imum for me. I almost had a bad idea because I felt so hated" he explained.

"I pray for all my supporters, and those who hate me, may be healthy always, are waged and are in His protection."

"Aamiin's."

The call echoed in the direction of protesters and journalists.

"Miss, El. If you're boycotted, how's your life going?"

A reporter immediately asked a question.

"Em, if I have no other job, the plan is to go home and become a fruit dealer like my father. If I have free time, I want to create a YT channel. The plan was to cover the song," he replied with a smile.

The smile that resulted in the head of the HGC Director throbbing due to sudden dizziness.

"Why, Sir?" ask the police to Agam who suddenly massaged his forehead.

"I was a little poisoned" replied Agam origin.

"Poisoning?! Tear gas?" The police next to him were shocked.

"Hahaha, not Sir. I'm the flower concoction. One day I once sipped a flower, and after that I was poisoned to this day" whispered Agam.

"Well, what flowers, sir? Danger, have the flowers been lab tested?"

"Flower village" answered Agam.

"What?! Ahhahah." The policeman laughed.

And the two laughed together, their eyes focused forward. Looking at the beautiful star that was answering the question.

"Who did you think, sir, raped LB? I cursed him. But, he's very lucky. Hehehe, seeing LB this late I became curious about the perpetrator."

Glucose. Gorgeous swallowing saliva.

The culprit is right here, next to you. Even our shoulders are stuck together. Maybe that's what Agam is thinking right now. Agam just smiled wryly.

And LB, is currently answering the third question about ...who is he? Who was the man he cursed, who he spit on, to rape her?

"I'm sorry, I certainly won't say it, it's a secret between the two of us" he replied.

"The background of the man is dong Miss, LB. Might mention?"

"If you get boycotted and the HGC cancels the contract, is it true that our TV station will re-sign you?"

"Are you really going to make an album?"

Pertaanyan continues to roll along with the blasts of camera lightning that shines his beautiful face. Linda hasn't worn glasses since escaping the mansion.

"The background is excellent, that's all. Our TV problem is going to recruit me again, that I do not know. I just heard it now from my media colleagues. If the info is correct, I'll consider it" he replied. Then Linda's eyes glanced over there.

Where the hell is he?

Agam is not in its original place. Yes, Linda's confidence is growing. When there was Agam, honestly he was nervous. That look of Agam seemed to contain magic.

When he looked at her with his eyes, Linda's heart seemed to relax. So want to give whatever he has to that dangerous man.

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Why is Agam Ben Buana dangerous?

Linda already knows the answer. Yeah, correct.

"Let's just divulge a big secret about an Agam Ben Buana right now."

Agam Ben Buana is a member of the civilian section of the Secret Service of the State. He was recruited by a secret team. That team was a secret team from this country, and another team that came from different countries.

This means that the agency has an international network. That said, the State Secret Service is a secret duplication of the State Intelligence Agency.

Shhh ....

It's very secret. Please don't tell anyone, or .. your life is at stake.

Ihhh, tanning.

Linda shuddered in horror. He dissolves in daydreams about the mystery veiled behind the figure of Agam Ben Buana. She could be the man's wife.

Linda recalled the first time she realized that if Agam was a member of the body, she almost fainted. It was only fitting that he could hack, master five foreign languages, be good at shooting and be proficient in martial arts.

And one more thing ....

Linda's cheeks suddenly blushed. According to Linda, the man is good at things too .... For this matter only Linda knows.

"Miss LB, Miss LB."

Linda blinked and realized when some reporters called her. How long does he dream? I don't know.

"Is there anything I need to answer again?" tanyakanya.

"Album" said a journalist.

"But he said you've been recording in the studio of SS Abun sir" interrupted another journalist.

"Oh, hehehe. It wasn't a recording, it was just a vocal test. Yes, initially there were plans for a single song project. But the project failed for one reason or another."

The reporters stared at each other and nodded, Linda explained.

Then there was a journalist from abroad, he asked using his country language. Damn, that's not a foreign language Linda's mastered. What language is that?

"Essayer d'expliquer les produits HGC qui seront boycott? Ne vous sentez-vous fitting coupable d'avoir bait baisser le stock de HGC?"

"What?! Well, hehehe, sorry I don't know what it means. Can you speak ...? ask Linda.

"Je veux te syduire parce que tu es belle alors je veux juste utiliser la langue de mon pays" added the foreign journalist.

(I want to tease you because you're beautiful, so I want to speak the language of my country).

"Please, can anyone help me become a translator?"

All shook their heads, and the man on the other end tightened his neck as the reporter said the second sentence. Yes, he is Agam. Great anger must have been when he knew his woman was being teased.

"Fanny, I'll be the translator for him. Let's get me on the podium" he said.

"What?! No need sir."

"Fanny," he jolted.

"The foreign journalist asked about HGC stocks and products, of course I also have the right to give an opinion."

Without waiting for Fanny's reply, Agam rushed over.

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"I can be a translator."

Agam raised his hand when his position was close to the podium.

"Sirrut?" Everyone's surprised.

Linda is no exception, but Linda's expression turned cynical when she saw Agam helping Fanny climb two steps to the podium.

"Ehem, look Miss, she said ... try to explain about the HGC products that will be boycotted, do you not feel guilty for causing HGC stocks to decline?" said.

"Well, Mr. Director is great, you can understand that language." Whispers of staff.

"I strongly condemn those who dare to boycott HGC products only because of me. I think they're stupid. Dare to boycott the products of the nation's children, in the midst of the proliferation of foreign products."

"Right right," cried pro LB who came from among craftsmen.

"Je condamne ferment les personnes qui osent boycotter les produits HGC juste a cause de moi. Je pensais qu'ils estaient stupides. Comment osez-vous boycotter les produits des enfants de la nation, au milieu de la proliferation des produits extrangers," said Agam.

Making everything amazed at the ability of Mr. Dirut.

"Hello, for those of you who want to boycott HGC products, especially those I advertised, do you know where the product comes from? How is the product made? Who is involved in the production of this product?"

"This product is a factualization of how the HGC and the public are taking a role in the reduction and handling of waste in the country, especially the garbage that exists in the depths of the sea" Linda said.

He spoke quickly and firmly. Like not giving Agam a chance to show off.

"Through this product, the HGC is teaching the community that waste management is not only a government responsibility, but our shared responsibility."

Hygiene ....

Linda's words seemed to hit the hearts of the haters.

"The success of HGC in making a waste management system that is successful and efficient should change the mindset and mindset so that we can be more sensitive to the environment. Those of you who want to boycott mean poor mindsets."

"Gee ...." LB FANS CLUB is mesmerized.

Oh my, she's beautiful and smart. Inner Agam, then it translate again with its floor.

"Thank you" Linda told Agam without turning her head.

"Once again, if you want a boycott, boycott me, not the HGC products."

For a moment he glanced at Agam who flanked Fanny and her secretarial staff, Linda's mind was restless. Then he came back arguing.

"What HGC does in waste management should be appreciated and supported."

"Because in addition to reducing the negative impact of waste, through this product HGC has also succeeded in improving the standard of living of people involved in production."

"Please think, don't be stupid and don't want to be fooled" he said.

His eyes slightly squinted towards Mr. Dirut. Agam just smelled a smile.

He knew very well that Linda was jealous, even from the moment she grabbed Fanny's hand, it turned out that Agam could read Linda's letter.

Done Agam translate, Linda continued to the stock issue.

"I don't feel guilty even if HGC stocks plummet. Because the cause is not me. The reason is you who want to boycott. The rest for stock issues, please just ask the President Director," he said.

Linda turns jutek, people think she's mad at her haters. Linda is jealous. She wants Linda, Agam is not close to her female staff.

Linda left just like that while Agam was still giving exposure.

Linda's departure was hailed, accompanied by applause from her fans, and a bitter smile from her haters.

Agam did not focus when giving exposure because he saw Linda leave.

Want to immediately end this interview session, but there are still many points that he must convey to the media.

Forced to let Linda go, she was sure she could find the woman after the session was over.

***

Linda stepped in an uncertain direction in the HGC aisle. Desired of wanting to have a place to live, but.

Even his bag containing Bagas purchasing equipment, was in Agam's car.

Linda finally went into the ladies' room. Condition deserted. He turned on the water tap, then .. cried. I don't know what he's crying about. Confused too.

"Dad ... mother ...." Sluggishly.

"I miss you guys, did you guys see how I looked?"

Linda sat on the toilet hugging the flower bucket. Back to crying until semidu-semidu.

'Tok, tock, tock.' Room door knocked.

"Yes wait," said Linda.

He rushed out.

"Why is it so long?" his protest.

"Sir Agam? Since when are you here?"

Linda was shocked to see Agam already in front of the bathroom door.

"Since when is not important" he said.

Her hand swiftly snatched the flower bucket from Linda's hand and threw it quickly into the trash.

"Sir, why was he dumped?!"

Linda moved to take it.

"Don't."

Before the flower was reached, his hand was already held by Agam.

"This is my flower sir, the flowers are so beautiful. You have no right to throw away my property. Why don't you appreciate it?"

Getting upset. Getting angry when Agam actually stepped on the beautiful flower.

"I'll buy a prettier and more expensive one than that flower."

While pulling Linda's hand towards the parking area through a special path that is sterile from other visitors.

"Sir Agam is evil" he lamented.

"Huukkus ....."

Linda was still sobbing when she was in the car.

"Sorry, for the flowers. I'm jealous El, I don't want you to receive flowers from other men other than me."

"Just like a flower you are jealous, but the flower that I hold is only a plant. Not a human being who can preen, flirt, and dress up sexy, like your secretary and staff," Linda said.

He turned his face out the window. The sun was getting hotter, the shadow of the car moving through the highway looked perpendicular.

"You jealous?" ask Agam, while grabbing Linda's hand and putting it on her chest.

Linda wanted to refuse, but Agam's hand was too strong.

"We're breakeven, we're both jealous. I'm sorry yes. I just want to help. Last .... the lad was slippery, Fanny's shoes were high-heeled, if she fell, it could be on me."

"While I don't want to be overwritten by any woman's body other than yours, hehehe" he said.

Linda just ducked.

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But a few moments later. He was forced to speak, because Agam did not let go of his hand.

Agam continued to kiss Linda's hand and apologize.

"Sorry, El. In my heart there's just you, don't get mad, okay?"

"El, I'm sorry dong. Please ...."

"El, don't be mad. Don't keep your head down, El ...."

While driving with one hand, his lips continued to blabber.

"Where are we going, sir?"

"We're going to the hospital."

"Hospital?"

"Have you forgiven me?" ask again.

"Not yet" Linda replied.

"Hmm, is kissing your hands not enough?" Agam sighed.

"El, do I have to kiss your lips first and then you can forgive me?" ask Agam.

Car pulled over at a city park.

"A-a-what?" Linda surprised.

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If in this chapter, nyai is able to type 2750 words, then the reader will be able to write in the comments column how many words yes?

Believe me, I really like it when there are comments. As an encouragement to continue to monitor Agam-Linda and write in the next chapter.

Just one word makes you happy. Thank you, hehehe ....