Bare With Bastard
Why was the name 'Samudra' omitted?
"Well!" surprised Yaren.
"When are you back?" yaren asked, her face suddenly turned sour.
"You seem to wish I had been outside longer?" ask Ayaz.
"Hehe, no, I didn't say that!" kilah Yaren's.
"You also seem to expect that I will get bored of you quickly!" ayaz continued, the man brought his face closer, staring at Yaren intensely, Yaren's innocence even made Ayaz even more want to be close to the woman.
"Eeng who said it?" stuttering Yaren.
"Didn't this lip say it, there was even a laugh that sounded so happy." said Ayaz.
"Eh, no Ayaz, I'm not like that!" kilah Yaren again. In his heart it trembled violently, just afraid what if Ayaz was angry at him.
"really?"
"Yes, swear!" yaren tried to convince.
"But unfortunately I don't care, what you want to say, what kind of plan, what do I care, no matter how hard you try so hard my heart will keep you!" said Ayaz while glancing sharply at Yaren.
Yaren bowed, heaving a heavy sigh, yes it is if it is like this.
"Drink this! Prepare yourself tonight, don't let me down!" say Ayaz while giving a box of contraceptive pills for Yaren.
"Yaz..."
"Don't argue with me! I've had enough to give up on you!" grunts Ayaz annoyed.
The man turned on the television, sitting on his head, not caring about Yaren's face so tense.
...***...
Returning home from work, Rymi stopped by his adoptive father's house first, he would tell him about an information he got today, really useful Mr. Don began to discuss it with his boss earlier.
"What's wrong?" ask Marco.
"I have some information about the Donulai family!" rymi.
"What?"
"The Donulai Ganga was indeed a son of Mr. Donulai, and Daddy knew, it turned out that Mr. Donulai was currently looking for someone in the country."
"really? How do you know that?"
"I heard it myself when Rangga Donulai spoke to his father after the airport this afternoon."
"You eavesdropping?"
"You know how else Dad, they talk without caring about me, my sensitive ears just hear it, just blame them for talking near me" replied Rymi.
"Yes, then what else do you get?"
"Fatus me eavesdropping, but still interested also with the info from the results of my eating!" rymi Syndicate. There is no Ayaz here, so he can be free to be spoiled with his Daddy.
"Mr Donulai is visiting this country to celebrate the day of his brother-in-law's death, I mean the husband of his sister, tomorrow Mr. Donulai will make a pilgrimage to the tomb, and also he will visit the tomb of Miss Nindi, the son of the brother-in-law, I don't know who it is, but tomorrow if I can I have to follow them to the tomb, or if Daddy can just tell Ayaz to be their spy" Rymi explained.
"Hemmm, so yaaa!"
"Do you know who Nindi is?" ask Marco again.
"Ishh, I told you I don't know!" rymi Gerram.
"Well, I'll call Ayaz, tell him where Mr Donulai is going tomorrow, are you sure they're going to the tomb tomorrow?" ask Marco to make sure.
"Sure Dad!"
"Well, you go home, get enough rest!" ask Marco.
"Dad, let's go to the hotel where Ayaz is staying!" Rymi pulled down her eyebrows like she was planning something.
"Don't fuck Rym up, let him be happy!" said Marco.
"Here you go home quickly!" ask Marco again.
Inevitably this time Rymi complied, himself with a sense of tiredness and drowsiness that was very driving his car to the house.
Marco went into his house as well, he remembered earlier an information from Rymi, 'Nindi' why his heart seemed to race faster when he heard that name.
"Nindi's name is a lot, there's no way she's gone!" mumbling Marco.
His hand started typing something on his internet search page. Apparently curiosity led him to immediately find information about the Donulai family.
Ahmad Donulai, founder of the Italian-based business government. Click the full bio about it.
Marco clicked on the information, and a name of Samudra Rangga Donulai appeared as the son of an Ahmad Donulai.
"Samudra Rangga Donulai. Why is he only using the name Rangga Donulai here?" marco asked in wonder, one piece of information stuck with him noted in his brain.
Marco started hacking the news system, seeing a suspicious publish date, three years ago, there must be updated information.
Then Marco searched for everything about the Donulai family. But alas, the family seems to put privacy first.
"Samudra, I will tell Raihan to find information about this young man, at first glance I see him, his face is not of Italian descent." murmured Marco. .
"Actually who is Donulai looking for?" ask Marco to speak.
Marco ends his search, sending Raihan an email about what he just found. Raihan must have understood everything he needed to do.
...***...
Sam had already reached the luxurious house of the Donulai family, the look of a tired face he could not hide, today because so many trips made him really tired.
Sam wanted to pamper himself for a moment, maybe soaking his body in a bath with a little trickle of aromatherapy will make his body relax a little.
"Dian! He doesn't know about Donulai? I have to make sure of that, considering he's also the king of business in this country."
"But Dad said, they've never had a working relationship with Sian's company."
Sam still muttered with his own thoughts.
"I must quickly find Ayaz, in order to imprison Sian! That jerk should be in jail, for his crimes!" furious Sam.
Well, what the Donulai family was looking for was Ayaz.
Flashbacks.
"Big master, this is Miss Nindi's child! He was almost taken by Sian if only we hadn't prevented him!" said the thugs who caught Sam were reporting to their master.
"Are you really my granddaughter?" ask Mr. Donulai.
"Well!" confused Sam.
"What's your name?" ask Mr. Donulai again.
"Samudras. Sam, my name is Sam!" I'm Sam to be honest.
"Who's your mother's name?"
"What does this mean, hey listen to me, you guys are wrong people, I'm starting to understand you're looking for her son Madam Nindi right, you're looking for her son Sian fucking right?" sam was half screaming.
"What does he mean?" Mr. Donulai researched every one of his men. Sam was flabbergasted, how could all the thugs with large and sturdy bodies even be stared at by an old man.
"Master let me go, what you're looking for isn't me!" please Sam.
"Who exactly is he?" mr. Donulai shouted to all his men.
"We found him being carried by Sian's men, his hands and feet bound, we thought he was someone you were looking for, Miss Nindi's son!" one of those thugs.
"Stupid!" aspat Tuan Donulai.
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