Gangs; Friendship And Betrayal
Hypocritical

Night is the right time to rest your heart and mind that is not calm, at this time Yanto is lying on his bed, his flat face was inversely proportional to the true feeling he felt in the depths of his heart.

He looked up at the sky of his room, inwardly there was a dilemma between the mission to be completed, and the reality he had just known. It turns out the frontman of the Tiger gang that he is investigating is his old friend Sean.

Sean has long been a target of the DPO, but so far there has never been any evidence, what else is a witness to ensnare the man with the nickname the White Tiger.

Now Yanto has a way of ensnaring him, but the heart goes against the mind that absolutely does not want anything bad to happen to his best friend.

"Aah!"

To hell with the world, Yanto then pulled the blanket up to his head, and forced himself to sleep.

...****...

On the top floor of a luxurious apartment, Sean was sleeping uneasily, his eyes closed, but his head was moving left and right, like he was having a very bad dream.

The bed linen was tightly grasped, sweat continuously pouring from his forehead. The same dream is back to haunt.

In his dream, eleven-year-old Sean was carrying a hammer about to hit the geeky boy curled up before him.

"Don't hurt me, Sean! Aren't we friends?" ask the geeky kid while shivering in fear.

The boy cried, but Sean raised his hand then mercilessly floated the hammer in his hand.

"No! No!"

Sean was delirious, he woke up and immediately sat down.

His breathing became stingy and irregular. "Why am I having nightmares about him again?" Sean mutters.

Sean got up from his bed, then looked towards the large wall clock in the spacious room, without the bulkhead of this room.

The clock still shows three o'clock in the morning. Sean then walked slowly towards the balcony, from this high place, Sean can see the view from outside the apartment that looks so beautiful when viewed from above.

All the glitter of light seemed to resemble the stars in the sky, the city never slept, the lights of the street, and the buildings around it lit up brightly, he then said to himself, "There's nothing to worry about."

With great difficulty Sean has managed to get to what he is today, even though it was the wrong way.

Still vividly remembered in his memory, how he who was eleven years old when he had to live the rigors of life on the streets, not infrequently he had to scavenge garbage just to find food scraps.

Being a pickpocket he had done to connect life, if he was not lucky he would be caught by the citizens and become their moons.

Sean was lucky to finally meet the big Boss who was willing to teach him and make him dabble in this magical world now. Due to his efforts as well, the name Tiger Gang became so famous and respected by many people.

Everything he has gone through to become what it is now, it is not easy. Therefore, Sean would not allow himself to fall so easily anyway.

...****...

Early in the morning, Aceng had visited Yanto's house. Aceng stood in front of the door of Yanto's house while banging on his door several times. He waited impatiently for the owner to open the door. After waiting for the door to open, Aceng saw Yanto's face was still in a tangled state, probably because all night he could not sleep.

Aceng immediately entered as the door opened, with a whining style immediately slammed himself on the sofabed in the living room.

"Yanto, me, right, guest. Not a time for drinking?" ask Aceng with his leisure, because it considers Yanto's house like his own home.

Yanto could only shake his head slowly looking at his behavior. The owner of the house walked towards the kitchen, took a teapot, then poured water into a glass. Yanto then put it on the table where Aceng was sitting.

"Free water? You don't have another drink?" tanya Aceng, not satisfied with the service of Yanto.

"What's? Want tea? Or coffee?" tanya Yanto serves the speech of Aceng.

"Vodka, mansion, cake" he said again.

"Yes," said aceng while chugging the white water.

"Let's come with me," Aceng asked later.

"Where?" Yanto asked.

"You're lucky, Sean likes you, someday you don't have to be a street fighter anymore, Sean will definitely take care if you want to be loyal to him," said Aceng at length.

"So your men mean?" ask Yanto.

"A confidant, like me, will whatever you want, money? the lady? You can easily get it if you want to follow him," Aceng assured.

Indeed, this is the real purpose of Yanto, approaching Sean and becoming a confidant, and will ultimately uncover every crime he committed.

"So now, where are we really going?" Yanto kept asking Aceng.

"Sean will take us to meet the big Boss" he replied.

...****...

Yanto went with Aceng riding his motorcycle, after being invited to a place by a thug who claimed to be a confidant of the White Tiger.

"Stop!"

Suddenly, Aceng patted Yanto on the back while riding a motorcycle. Yanto stopped his motorcycle and stopped in front of a traditional market.

"Why stop? Is it time here, boss?" ask Yanto wonder.

"Not."

Racers came down from the motor and strangely began to speak in a slow voice.

"Didn't you feel anything strange? We have been followed since," said Aceng.

That's right?

It turns out that it has a pretty strong instinct. It is true that Yanto's men, Aipda Andika and Bripka Ridwan, are following them at this time.

Aceng then approached Yanto's ear and said, "After you're wearing an OJOL jacket, he must be a cop."

Yanto tried to turn his head towards Aipda Andika, but Aceng quickly prevented him.

"Don't look! Let him follow for free, we will just go around deceiving him," said Aceng.

Yanto cross-coded his index fingers behind his back, trying to tell him that the disguise had been uncovered. Andika, who disguised as an OJOL handyman, immediately went away from it.

"He's gone, it's weird that my instincts are never wrong" said Aceng a little confused.

After the OJOL left, Aceng looked around very carefully, "Look! the meatball was also suspicious," Aceng whispered again.

"From that he made Bakso when no one bought it, and again the order is wrong! soun rules used to be the new meatballa," he continued.

Holy hooch! this time Ridwan's disguise was revealed. Yanto could only shake at the failure of his men.

A well-planned undercover mission can finally be thwarted by a Aceng, a thug who has instincts like a bloodhound.

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