
"Welcome, Mr. Jolly, welcome," exclaimed the man in white as he looked at the figure of a guest he had never expected. Of course the smile he showed was also a smile full of falsehood like the friendly attitude he showed. How could there possibly be a sense of warmth if the figure who came to his house was part of his enemy.
"What is the wind that makes you come to my place, Mr Jolly?" asked the man in white like a doctor after he stood in front of his guests with hands shaking and the same smile growing. The false smiles of the two real parties were fighting for a great ambition.
"coincidentally, I was passing around here. Because I feel I have an acquaintance with one of the residents of the house in this area, of course it is not wrong, if I stop for a moment to meet you, Mr. Frisian" said Mr. Jolly is no less friendly with a fake smile that develops very real.
The man called by the name of Mr. Frisian seemed to nod his head several times, accompanied by a smile that was no less fake. "Alright, then please sit down, Mr. Jolly," said Mr. Frisian, then he turned to someone standing not far from where he was. "Ajudan, please make a drink, for Mr. Jolly."
The adjutant immediately obeyed his master's orders. While waiting for the drink that was being prepared, the two people from the different groups, now began to talk to each other to open their chat. Obviously from the chatter of the two, there was actually an invisible fight that was blazing from the small talk they were doing.
"What about yesterday's bomb? Did the people who prevented the bomb from being detonated find it?" asked Mr. Jolly with the face of the temple did not know. Actually, the man was eager to express his ridicule about the failure of the mission that has been designed by Mr. Frisian's camp, but for now Mr. Jolly must be able to hold back for the success of the purpose he carried.
"Well, as you heard, that person is still mysterious," replied Mr. Frisian casually. "It turns out that after I noticed from the cctv footage, which thwarted the terror of the bombs of my people in three places, it was a person who shared the same traits. It's just a pity, that guy's face was covered so neat."
Mr. Jolly nodded a few times. "Have you not noticed the man's face at all?" ask the guest. "If I had noticed, wouldn't the face of the man who foiled the bomb attack look so familiar?"
"I feel so too" replied Mr. Frisian. "But I'm not sure if that's the person I'm looking for. He looks healthy again. Which medicine can make a man paralyzed, recover quickly?"
Mr. Jolly shrugged both shoulders and grabbed the glass that was presented before him and sipped the contents slowly. "But in fact, the person you mean can already make a sound, even though the man is still paralyzed."
"What!" frisian chuckles as Jolly stops her speech. "Hahaha .. where is it possible? The antidote is still there for me" the drug's creator denied.
Mr. Jolly immediately smirked. "If in reality Rico could already speak, how would it be?"
"Where is possible, Hahaha ..." Mr. Frisian grew increasingly disintegrated with a loud voice. "Nobody can heal his legs and voice, other than the medicine I created."
Mr. Jolly again showed his evil grin. "I dare say that, because I know that Rico can now talk."
"Well! Where possible? that's ..."
"The reality is like that, sir," explained Mr. Jolly without any sense of lying. "Originally you know, I'm with my people who found Rico."
"At sea close to the Forest where my village is," replied Mr. Jolly casually. While Mr. Frisian still shows his surprise. "If you do not believe it, you can ask about the discovery of Rico to the inhabitants of Bonaparte village. You'll get plenty of evidence there."
"If Rico were in your village? Then why are you here?" ask Mr. Frisian who is still showing his untrustworthy face for what he just heard.
"He escaped through the path of the virgin village to this city" replied Mr. Jolly, grabbing a glass in front of him and drinking the contents little by little. "What caused him to flee the village I led. I'm still astonished."
"Where is possible!" scream Mr. Frisian with a quite shrill voice. "You must be lying, right?"
"What's the point of me lying? Do you think I'm going to your place because I want to spread lies? Sure didn't. You can also come to the virgin village, to find the truth," said Mr. Jolly in a slightly louder voice. "I'm here to ask, is it possible that the White Goose has someone who has betrayed?"
Mr. Frisian looks silenced. His brain immediately worked hard with the mind centered on the name of the young man he had given poison, so that he was paralyzed and also could not speak. If Rico is cured, it is certain that Mr. Frisian's career will be finished because he himself has a name as the best general practitioner in the country of Wangiland.
"Is that the only purpose you've come to my place?" asked Mr. Frisian after a moment of silence with all his surprise that exploded in the chest. "Are you going to make sure that the white Goose is not okay?"
"Of course not" said Mr. Jolly. "I came here, instead want to invite the white Goose camp to carry out a large attack on the government. Hows it? Are you ready?" Mr. Frisian's forehead instantly wrinkled with a pretty swooping gaze towards his interlocutor.
While it is still on the same day but in a different one.
"What's this place, Ric?" ask the fake Rico once they have reached the destination with the surrounding area that looks quiet. The place was like a bunch of shrubs and some wild trees growing irregularly. There are also several stones of various sizes that add to the atmosphere if the place looks never visited by people.
Rico did not respond. He simply ordered the fake Rico to continue to push his wheelchair towards somewhere entering that very quiet area. There was only the sound of the waves not too far away and also some wild birds as an atmosphere enhancer how quiet the place was.
The original Rico signaled for the fake Rico to stop the pace of his wheelchair when they got to their destination. Fake Rico notices the real Rico who seems to be looking for something, until soon the real Rico finds a wooden trunk that is lying on the grass.
The original Rico asked the fake Rico to get the log. After the log was in his hand, the original Rico scratched the log onto the grass several times around it, until the hand movement stopped at some point. Rico's hand immediately lifted the log and stuck it over the spot he had just found.
a while later, the fake Rico widened his eyes as he saw something amazing. "What is this, a secret room?"
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