Ashgard: Ambition and Purpose
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"The planned assault of the Central Metro District Court, Red Rascals, Clone Nostra. Is that true?!" cetus Prawira, read with a straightforward sentence written on the first page of the book.
Now the contents of the small notebook have been known by Prawira and his side. Not only a few writings written in it, but Prawira also saw several portraits of images that further strengthen the evidence and are closely related to the recorded plan.
"Where did your informant Mafioso get this book?" prawira asked, looking at Carlos sharply.
Carlos also answered the question with the same answer when he was pelted with a similar question some time before by Berlin and Garwig. His words were the same, nothing changed or different.
Prawira again bowed, putting some portraits from inside the book on the table. From these images he could see that the Red Rascals and Clone Nostra were still related to each other. They were seen meeting each other, and behind them were boxes that he suspected contained what kind of rifles had been written on the book.
"They plan to disrupt the trial, by attacking both from the outside and inside. If the written plan is correct, then they have leaked information that is very, very important," said Prawira.
"Outside or in?" james stands next to Flix and Prime.
"Yes, which means we have to tighten our guard even more, and screen out anyone who will come in and watch the trial inside the building" Prawira replied.
"Do the same for everyone around the building!" tymphal Berlin, seriously.
Prawira nodded and seemed to agree with what Berlin said. He turned his head and looked at Garwig, asking, "what do you think?"
"I don't think we need to change our original plans too much, just add a little. I quite agree with the idea of the two of you," Garwig replied, folding both of her arms over her chest, and then nodding while saying her last sentence.
Berlin turned to his two confidants, Kimmy and Asep, who were standing right next to him. Not using words, they seemed to speak with body language and gestures from the eyes.
"We can control and make sure that the trial will be carried out smoothly and without any problems inside" Berlin suddenly spoke up, turning his gaze back, and he said, staring at each of the faces of those important people, "just, we can't guarantee not to make a mess outside of the trial."
"What exactly is this mess you mean, Berlin?" ask Garwig.
Berlin stared intently and seriously at the man in the black suit and replied, "you should already know what I mean without me having to explain in detail, let alone remember you are the one who gave this mission to Ashgard."
Garwig looked back at Prawira, then looked back at Berlin and said, "i know, but as much as possible don't push yourself ...!"
Berlin smiled faintly, shook his head and said, "i can't guarantee that either, Garwig. Because we don't know what's going to happen that day, and what the situation is like."
"But don't worry, my colleagues and I will do it carefully" the man in the blue jacket continued.
At 18:20 pm, Villa Kedaman Berlin.
Nadia seemed busy in the kitchen to prepare dinner, assisted by her daughter who looks very happy when helping herself. Akira brought a few empty cups from the kitchen to the dining table. Because both of his hands were small, and the diameter size of the cup he wanted to move included two at a time. Then he had to manually move them one by one very carefully.
While Nadia who was busy cooking something with her pancakes, just pay attention to her daughter. The cup his daughter brought was not made of glass but plastic. So he did not put so much worry when he saw the small child helped move the cups.
"Mom, the cup is three, is Papa coming home and having dinner with us?" akira asked, finished putting the last cup he had brought after flipping through it twice. He sat sweetly on his chair, and waited until Nadia was done with her cooking.
"It seems so," replied Nadia, looking over and smiling at her daughter at the back dinner table. But the smile faded after he turned his gaze back to focus on his cooking, "but he has not given any news, heck," his inner self. His cell phone lying on the dining table was still quiet, with no incoming messages from Berlin usually telling him whether he would be home early or late.
The aroma is so fragrant and tantalizing, appetizing that makes the stomach feel hungry. The chicken soup cooked by Nadia was ripe, and ready to be served. He turned off the stove, then moved the soup into a large bowl, and brought it to the table.
"Gee!" akira exclaimed, then impatiently he grabbed his small bowl that was already available on the table, "i want to!" he said while thrusting the bowl to Nadia. The woman smiled warmly looking at her daughter, received the small bowl and then filled it with chicken soup rich in gravy.
Drrtnt ... Drrttt ...!!!
At the same time, suddenly Nadia's phone lying on the edge of the table shook. The screen of the phone shows a contact and the number that called. But Nadia did not know the number and contact who contacted her.
"Hello, good night. Sorry, who is this with?" nadia said, grabbing her phone and immediately pressing the green button on the screen.
"Nadia Nayanika, you don't need to know who's talking to you right now. I just want to get a message to your husband."
"Tell the man not to obstruct any action we will take, if he does not want any lives to be lost. I won't hesitate to seek, target, injure, or even kill anyone who gets in the way."
Tutt ... Tutt ...!!
"Mama, what's wrong?" akira asked, curious, especially when he saw the tense face of Nadia when he received the call.
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Seriate.