Great Youth Like Gods
Bedul's Deal with Boyen and Jujun Junaedi
"Black coffee pack two. Don't give me the coffee." Pinta is a 24-year-old man who sits in a long chair with his best friend and the man they both love.
"Ready, wait a minute Aden." Pinta the owner of the stall while cutting the coffee on the display of the stall.
"People Mr.!
"Pak Bedul does not copy..... Just relax sir don't have to strain that." Said Boyen looking at the exfrescence of his extremely tensed face.
"Ehk.. Da... Anu's... Black coffee." Answer the brick-styled Bedul.
Boyen and Juna smiled, looking at his exfrescence. "His black coffee pack is another one for my friend." Boyen said to the merchant, and the merchant nodded.
Before a few minutes the coffee was served by the owner of the shop and the three of them sat beside the stall which was only 200 meters from the stall. Before he had asked permission to the shop owner.
A moment of silence. Each of them sipped coffee in front of him while stamped with his two fingers a cigarette that will be smoked.
"Our Bedouin sir asks you to be the eyes and ears in the ranks of my master." Said Juna starting his chat.
"You mean.?" Tanya Bedul did not understand or pretended to be stupid.
"Just like your position to investigate my employer's position and provide information to Miss Sulastri to be targeted and killed." Juna said his eyes glared sharply towards Bedul.
"Sir Bedul, you need to know, you are with your people who are in the headquarters of the thugs where you now stop with Bedil your brother-in-law, already in the grasp of my employer's men, who are in the grasp of my employer's men, just click the phone call button to the police, then I guarantee you along with others can be caught and entered into the bars." Juna Terang.
Bedul just silent listening to the speech of Juna looks his clothes look wet because of the sweat that splashed all over his body.. Not brave to fight the two of them, but his ace is in the hands of the other party.
"If Mr. Bedul wants to cooperate with us we, I assure you with both of your heads, Mr. Bedul and Bedil and Miss Sulastri can survive and cases that befall your loved ones will be removed." The word Juna gave the wind of heaven to Bedul.
At first glance his eyes stared at Juna and Boyen, the gaze given by Bedul was immediately countered by the two of them with a sweet smile and a nod of the head.
"Do you two say that I can hold and believe.?" Ask Bedul.
"Would we both have Mr. Bedul believe the words that have been spoken to you.?" Ask Juna back, make Bedul dead lice can not answer him.
Now Bedul's position is in a pinched state.. Forward must fall back....." Wanted to fight in what way, while Sulastri's safety was better than his fight.
"All right.... I'll trust you both, with the assurance that Miss Sulastri won't happen." Answer Bedul with self-indulgence.
"That's better..." Kimpal Boyen!
"So what should I do now.?" Ask Bedul.
"Sir Bedul..... For now do the plan from Miss Sulastri's father.. Maybe Mr. Bedul himself has his own grudge with Bob Hidayat right." Juna...!
"Yes." Yeah." Reply Bedul nodded!
"After you're done here with personal business! Mr. Bedul as usual entered the ranks of the thugs Kang Dayat master of the mother market and other market markets, all the plans in their meeting immediately inform me or Boyen." Juna Terang.
"Do you understand Mr. Bedul by our request.?" Juna asked, seeing the man think long into silence.
"alright... I understand and obey both of you. But I ask you both to keep the promise that was said just now." Bedul.
"You take it easy, Mr. Bedul... We disciples of Kiayi Mangku Bumi will not pull the words that have come out of the mouths of the two of us." Juna replied and was nodded by Boyen.
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While at the Aden Haruman residence in the peak area of Bogor still looked serious four people in the middle room listened to the chatter of the middle-aged man.
Lara and Nabil were shocked when they heard his heart was guessed by Aden Haruman, in contrast to Asep Sunandar who had learned that the middle-aged man before him was a god-level saint.
"Change... Is Brother Awan going to be okay.?" Nabil asked, asking himself to ask the young teacher who was a shield for him and his mother.
"My boy... Nabil Nur Fadillah... Abah does not guarantee the existence of the Cloud whether it will be fine or harmed. It all depends on the road that will be taken by him.. Abah can only give a message to himself so that every step of his foot does not turn towards the path in the wrath of the creator." Aden Haruman replied with a look of concern.
"But as much as possible Abah will always help in every difficulty faced by my grandson." Answer Abah Aden Haruman.
Nabil was just a mangosteen, listening to the answer from the middle-aged man.
"It was about the time the clouds left... Possibly at the hospital in the afternoon.. Remember Abah's message, make decisions that can resolve both parties, do not take unilateral decisions... If you have made a decision, but they have not accepted it, then it is another matter." Abah Aden Haruman warned Muhammad Awan Pratama.
"Ready Abah." Cloud said, then got up and hugged the middle-aged man tightly, as if it would be heavy to let go.
After nearly two minutes of her long time, Aden hugged Haruman... She hugged Umi Lilis, as did her husband Aden Haruman.
"Permy... Prayers to the clouds, so that all is finished and there is no bloodshed on my journey." Shrill Clouds with tears that dripped just like that without being noticed by her.
"Umi will always pray for you son... You take it easy, later Umi will persuade your Abah to help solve problems that may bet his own life." The whisper of Umi Lilis to the ear of Clouds.
"Thank You Umi... Then the clouds leave first." The young man answered, releasing his embrace.
"Hmmmmmm." Jin Kuya's son." Mumbled Aden Haruman heard a whisper from his wife to his adopted grandson.