
"What?" Arka was startled and turned around and ran straight to the elevator.
"Pursue him don't get away!" aaron shouted at the people sitting next to the entrance of the room. Everyone stood up and stood ready. A moment after seeing Arka coming out of the room they immediately chased after her.
"Dead me, why did you come in and not suspect that those people were bodyguards." The arcs tightened their runs and the burly, tattooed men ran with big strides.
When he got into the elevator, almost a man also entered. However, the elevator door was immediately closed and the moment the man's hand was about to hold it back was too late already.
"You're after another elevator and I'm going through the stairs. Command the others to intercept the man in front of the exit!"
"Oh my God, which way should I run?" Arcs of confusion saw tight guard on the ground floor. Arka felt her life would be over now.
"I am God, I have many sins. Give me a chance to repent." He raised his hand to the sky and scooped it up.
After looking over and seeing an OB he smiled because suddenly came up with an idea in his brain. He was sure the people who were chasing him had not seen his face clearly yet. They will only recognize the clothes they wear.
Arka sneaked up to the man and whispered in the ears of the fathers.
"Okay sir is ready." The man showed his thumb and took off his clothes. They exchange clothes and Arka gives money in return.
With OB clothing, Arka mingled with other employees who were discussing to prosecute the company so that their last salary was given.
"Don't just plan, we better protest right now!" Arka spoke in half whisper.
"Sir Ark?"
Arka nodded. "I am ready to defend you because my salary has not been paid even for 1 month, but 3 months." Arka began to provoke all the employees gathered by her side while her eyes glanced at the company owner's men who looked alert and on guard from the possibility of the exit of the person being targeted by them at this time, more precisely himself.
"So what should we do Mr Arka?"
"Demonstrations now let this case go viral and the owners of the company will be even more embarrassed if they are not able to pay all of us."
"Good idea."
Someone started to come forward by shouting the demands of justice followed by many people behind him.
"Hey what's going on?"
"Where are you hiding Starla's mother? We'll demand a salary."
"Calm down!"
"How can we be calm if there is no certainty?" scream someone.
"The company is in trouble, let us have a discussion with the superiors first and give us time."
"Don't lie to us. If our salaries are not paid do not blame us if you immediately flocked to the residence of Starla's mother and damage any facilities there. How's friends?"
"Rubber."
"Agreed."
"Agreed."
The atmosphere sounded boisterous, even among those who did oration like demonstrations against the government only.
However, Arka did not care about all that and preferred to enter among the people and walk in the midst of them so that finally reached the gate of the company.
When he saw Arka stopped the taxi of one of the men from Starla's husband only realized that he was fooled because at that time the one who was caught by them was a cleaning service employee instead of Arka.
"That's the guy!"
"Pursue him don't get away!"
"Road the way, sir!" arka orders after entering the taxi, even he has not sat at this time.
"Where's Mas?"
"Where are you."
The taxi driver nodded at the passenger's response. However, without asking much more the man immediately drove a taxi without a clear purpose.
Arka looked back and saw several cars and motorcycles chasing after her.
"So fast sir's driving it!"
"Faster, sir!"
The taxi driver followed what Arka ordered.
An hour passed by the taxi driver saturated according to Arka's wishes who asked him to turn left, turn right, enter the road one out on the other road and so on.
"Where are they going?"
"Mother just follow my orders."
"Malas Mas, Mas think I'm a racer what? If I am a racer, I will not drive a taxi most now already in the racecourse with Mark Marques."
Arka wanted to throw the man in the street and grab the steering wheel, but he was still sane.
"I work for people, but safety is important." Despite saying that, the taxi driver still drove his car at full speed.
"I was forced to ask my father to drive a car fast because I was chased by the criminal sir behind." Arka pointed at the cars and motorcycles that were following her.
"So they're after us? Why am I not aware?" The driver scratched his head with his index finger.
"That's because the driver was too serious to drive without thinking about anything around. Please sir help me so they can't catch me. You see for yourself it's thugs who use the motor of his body stocky all, can die me in their hands."
"Why not say from earlier anyway? Then I went into the police station."
"Ah don't, don't sir, don't involve the police!"
"Why?" The taxi driver wondered if the most powerful way was to report to the police so that the criminals did not continue their evil plans.
"They can say that they will not commit a crime and we have no evidence to report to the police."
"Yes, too."
The driver did not speak anymore, the man seemed to focus on the steering wheel so that people in the back could not chase the car he was driving.
Until a while later the taxi car that was boarded Arka in surrounded in all directions.
"How is it, this car can't move." The taxi driver looked worried.
Arka took out her wallet and paid the taxi fare. Slowly Arka went down and slipped among the criminals who got down from his car and motorcycle and walked towards the taxi. They are careless because they feel they have won. Arka immediately ran and when their hands were about to catch, Arka was so agile to move her body to be free from their grip.
Arka then ran with all her might and away from the road earlier. Everyone who chases back to their vehicles.
Too long to turn on the engine of the car and the motor makes them lose track of Arka. I do not know those who are stupid or Arka who still have good luck.
We're splitting up and any way we have to catch that guy!"
Seriate.