BODY AROMA SYSTEM
Alienated

"Are you sure that place is very safe and secluded?" rico asked when he was on the boat. His eyes were straight on the island he had just visited. Remote island, a proposal from two men trust the president's son. The island where he gave the punishment to Doctor Frisian and his people.

"Very sure, Sir. The island was a private island belonging to Mr. Adavo," replied the burly man standing beside him with eyes staring in the same direction, although the ship was moving further and further away. "The island was not long ago purchased by Mr. Adavo before the chaos in the country. The plan, the island will be presented to Mr. Rico."

"It's good that it's safe. Let them feel how to live in a strange place with all the limitations of the local area," said Rico then he turned his eyes towards the front of the ship and sat near where he was standing. The man who accompanied her did the same, while the other man focused on taking control of the ship.

"After this, what will we do, sir?" ask the burly man who he said was familiarly called Pipo.

"For a while we hide first until the president's son is completely healed. We will also monitor the movements of each group. It is likely that the Wangiland state is currently in an uproar" Rico said. "Then, we better just monitor it from afar. Let the traitors of this country get more confused looking for the whereabouts of the president's son."

"Such a good idea, sir. But, is that not a danger to the real Mr Rico?" tanya Pipo expressed a little concern.

"Dangerous how?" rico asked as he looked at the man sitting next to him.

"You know, don't you? That Mr Rico was ever accused of cooperating with a dangerous mobster? If there is chaos in this country, will not the accusations be used by the enemy to bring down President Adavo? Surely in addition to thinking Mr. Rico disappeared along with Mr. Frisian, he would also be accused of cooperating with the mafia to create chaos."

Rico was stunned. For a moment, the young man was speechless with thoughts instantly digesting the speech from the man beside him. Shortly thereafter Rico's cynical smile fluttered. "It's okay. Let them play with their minds. Later we make a surprise that will never be forgotten by all the people of Wangiland."

Pipo's forehead crept furiously as he looked at the young man next to him with a questionable look. Even so, seeing Rico's smile filled with confidence, the man chose silence because he knew the plan of the man whose face was so similar to that of the president's son must have been amazing.

Rico's estimate is correct, currently in Wangiland State there is still a furore. Various speculations and guesses immediately sprung from everyone because of the live broadcast that Rico did. Almost all the media, reporting one name and related events, including the disappearance of Doctor Frisian.

"Now tell me, what exactly is your husband's plan that I don't know, ma'am?" ask Belgio after he returns from Rico's place and does not bring any results. Belgio and the White Goose went to see Doctor Frisian's wife to ask for information about the doctor's involvement with the president's child.

"I don't know, sir. Really am. This is also too surprising to me," replied Frisian's wife with all the fear that had been whack because she knew the white Goose would definitely take action if it was proven that Frisian had betrayed her. "Some times I tried to call her phone, but it wasn't connected at all."

Belgio just looked at the woman with such a sharp gaze. Although the man's mind had gone where and there was a slowly boiling anger, but seeing Frisian's wife seemed honest, made the man choose to hold back his anger.

"But Mr. Belgio, according to my daughter, there was something strange about Rico when he was doing a live broadcast" Frisian's wife said again and it was quite surprising to the important people of the white swan group. The look in his eyes indicated that Frisian's wife had to explain in detail so that Mr. Belgio could understand the strangeness of the woman.

"Look, according to my daughter ..." Frisian's wife immediately explained everything she knew from the information obtained through Rebeca's mouth. Frisian's wife showed all the awkwardness that was in Rico at this time. "You must also have known, did not you, if the antidote reaction created by my husband, it is impossible to immediately show the effect as quickly as that?"

"Yes, I've heard it from your husband" said Mr. Belgio. "That's right, there might be two possibilities."

"There are two possibilities? Meaning, Master?" ask Frisian's wife.

"There are two possibilities. First, there could be two people who have the exact same face. Second possibility, one of those men is a mobster working with the president's son."

"What!" some of the people who were there almost memeiki simultaneously.

"Isn't that what I said?" Belgio was more convinced. The man stood up from his seat. "I'm sure there must be some Mafia interference working with Rico. If now the target is Doctor Frisian, it could be that the next target is us or someone from another camp."

"Wahh! Right too," the people who were there, said to each other. "Then what should we do?"

"I know," said Belgio with a cynical smile. The man sat back down and immediately told his idea to all the white Goose colleagues who were there. Of course, no one objected or denied the idea of the man. Belgio was one of the important people who became role models in the White Goose camp, so they strongly agreed with the Plan that came out of the man's mind.

Not only the white Goose camp has a plan, both major rival camps of the white Goose, also have a separate plan and currently they are discussing it at their respective headquarters. Both have big plans.

Meanwhile in another place, a man was standing with eyes looking at the vast sea. From his face, there was no joy. Occasionally the man sighed to relieve the anger that occasionally filled his chest cavity.

"Sir, are you here?" the voice of someone who had just come, instantly scattered everything that the man was thinking about.

"What's wrong?" ask the man without looking at the source of the voice. It seemed that the man recognized the person who had just arrived by just hearing his voice.

"There's information I have to convey, sir," replied the newly arrived person looking so respectful.

"Say, what information do you carry?" instead of answering, the new person took something from his pocket and showed it to his master. The Master turned his head and looked at the thing that was shown to him and at that very moment the man's eyes widened.

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