EMBRACE YOU: Presence & Poison
Episodes 204

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“Boo, give me your hairpin.” Whisper Bayu, for a moment I shriveled considering I did not wear a hairpin, but remembered with a small black hairpin, surely the hairdresser had dressed it for me.

My hand fumbled around my dark hair and found it behind my ear, then immediately gave it to Bayu.

While this man was trying to unlock the door, I made sure around us that no one would suddenly come.

The wind this morning blows cold to our bodies, fortunately Bayu put his suit on me so that I was not too cold, but saw him who only wore a white shirt without shoes and only socks, he said, I don't have the heart.

Clique

Hearing the sound of the door being unlocked makes me very happy. Bayu immediately opened the door and without warning I pulled him to enter the room and closed it, intending that this man would not be too cold outside for too long.

As I thought, his palm was indeed cold as I grasped it. I pulled her hands together for a swab, hoping to warm her hands up a bit.

“Thank you, my wife.” His whisper was right in front of my ear.

The smell of the same perfume from our SMA was smelled by me. I looked up and smiled widely at her, though vaguely but I knew Bayu was looking at me gently affectionately.

“Come we check.” I said to ruin our situation.

I heard her little bitterness but she did not argue back and started checking the room with her cell phone flashlight. I also took out my phone in his pocket and searched.

When Bayu was checking the closet, I pulled two large suitcases under the bed, it felt heavy when I saw some clothes in the closet, it should have weighed a lighter suitcase but this was like nothing was taken out from the inside.

Once one of the suitcases was successfully opened, there was a pile of clothes there, I opened one by one the clothes, up to the bottom layer and nothing. But my hand felt something behind another layer of the suitcase, with only the flashlight of the phone illuminated, the zipper was found.

As I had expected, the clothes on it were only to cover something at the very bottom of the suitcase. A pile of clear plastics containing small, light-blue tablets was there.

“Bee, look!” I said glancing at Bayu who had opened the small suitcase on the bed. He also found something in the closet.

As he stepped closer to me, this man messed up his cell phone to call someone.

“What is this kind of drug?” Guess I saw a serious-looking Bayu inspecting the package.

“Oh! We found something in the building behind the villa. Come over here. Big gift for you.” After saying that, Bayu disconnected his connection.

“Lifer Wife, Talia. Lucky she hasn't slept.” I frowned not understandingly, still staring at him who was now stepping closer to the light switch.

“Why should you call Talia?” I asked right as this room turned bright, for a moment my eyes narrowed to get used to the light.

“Did I forget to tell you? Talia is a cop in the drug dealing department. He has seven years of experience in that part.”

“Really? I didn't know it.” I replied in surprise, suddenly remembering our first meeting back then. There's no impression she's working in the police force, I guess she's just a housewife.

“Then what did you find?” I got up and walked over to the small black suitcase on the bed.

“I—ini..”

“Colt 1911 was the first semi-automatic pistol of the United States military that marked the permanent replacement of the revolver milter.  The enduring usefulness of the weapon resulted in almost every major American arms manufacturer releasing their own version of the Colt 1911 pistol. In 2012, American mariner special operations command adopted Colt M45A1, the latest version of 1911A1, and this is the latest version.” Bayu.

“So, what should we do?” I can't think what else to do to see a gun in this suitcase complete with bullets.

“Sstt.. Someone's coming!” Whispers suddenly

“Who?” I asked to whisper. We were silent to hear the sound of slow footsteps approaching this room.

“Talia?”

“It's like the sound of step men wear boots.” Bayu answered still seemed to concentrate on listening to the move. But this man immediately pulled me over quickly and led us into the bathroom.

Bayu's other hand had already brought a suitcase with us. Without warning, this man placed this small suitcase on the floor and with a quick move, his hand mounted all the parts of the gun in no more than five seconds. The typical click sound made me realize that the object that is now ready to use in Bayu's right hand is a Colt M45A1 type pistol as he said.

“Wait here, don't come out!”

“Tapi—”

“This time is dangerous. You should listen to me!” Facing a very serious Bayu like this made me instantly shrink. I just nodded obediently and let him wipe the top of my head before he actually came out of this bathroom.

My heart beats so fast waiting for what happens. Out of curiosity and worry, I slightly opened the door to see Bayu who was leaning on standby beside the room door. The gun in his right hand was completely outstretched ready when my ears also heard the footsteps already in front of the room door.

My palms were cold waiting for what happened next.

I held my breath as the door opened from the outside violently, as Bayu had expected, a man wearing boots came in while holding his gun, but due to Bayu's impromptu attack from the side, the man who entered was unprepared and got a hard punch in his hand which caused the man's grip on the gun to come off.

His gun was thrown down near the bathroom door, then without pause, Bayu hit the man in the stomach and Shoulders hard until he fell down. Finally, Bayu pointed the gun he held at the man.

“Do not move.” His cold and sharp voice made the man who was looking up immediately raised both his hands in fear.

At the sense that the situation was safe, I immediately came out of the bathroom and ran a little over to Bayu and heard him ask. “What is that stuff yours?”

“B—buk.” The answer looks very nervous. If you look closer, this man wears a black jacket in which there is a villa maid uniform.

“What are you here for and put a gun on if not to take that stuff!!”

“I'm not lying! I'm just—that guy sent me here to pick up his suitcase!”

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