Loving the Mafia
Old Friend

"Yes God! Dusk, what made you resign and accept this creature to be your husband?" Cazim pointed at Hamdan's face. 

The one who was appointed stared in shock. 

"You're like pointing at cockroaches. I'm human." Hamdan did not accept. 

"I've been looking for men up to the pit of ants, but I don't know why God sent Hamdan for me. It was like I was waking up from a dream, too" said Dusk lightly.

"Dear, comeon. Don't insult me" said Hamdan, spoiled snobs.

Dusk rubbed Hamdan's face with a single stroke of his palm. "At first, I had tripped over a problem, almost harassed and reported to the police, coincidentally the police who handled it was Hamdan. He and I were involved in a lot of things until finally they often go together. Somehow I finally got married to him and suddenly went to bed with him." Dusk sok stress. 

"Oh my God, I'm bullied here." Hamdan rubbed his face.

"Do you think he's a normal guy?  Do not let you not know the first night because because his is not alive" said Cazim.

"I'm pregnant young. I think Hamdan is normal," replied Dusk with a wry smile.

"Hey, don't-don't you haven't been able to move on from Dusk so you're seen mocking me" Hamdan said.

"I have a wife and children. There is no standard for me." Cazim relaxed despite being accused of jealousy.

Cazim then ordered food, they ate dishes while chatting.

"So you haven't found Chesy yet?" ask Dusk. 

Cazim poked his shoulders. "I thought you knew where he was."

"Hopefully nothing happened to Chesy" said Dusk.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, don't let Chesy get ahead of us until she's not found until now. Apparently it's gone."

"So talk! I don't want that to happen" said Cazim, making Dusk silence.

"Sorry, my wife is actually worried about your wife. It's not meant to pray bad things to your wife" Hamdan said, defending his beautiful wife. The sky is too beautiful to ignore. Hamdan like the durian crucifixion collapsed when getting Dusk, not to be wasted.

"I'm sorry for you, having a wife but like a widower. It's bad." Hamdan is pretentious. His face was holding e'ek.

"I am actually now interested in the decision of Dusk who is gladly willing to accept Hamdan. Your taste used to be good, then why did it drop like this? After you used to have a crush on a handsome guy, and now instead it's this." Cazim pointed at Hamdan's face, never ceasing to bully his friend. In the office, Hamdan who does have a unique face is always getting bulian by his comrades in arms.

Dusk laughs. "Yes, I was confused as to why I could accept him. As if-I would accept a moment in a subconscious state, then when it dawned on me that Hamdan was already my husband, I could only resign. Haa..." Dusk followed her husband. Her daily life at home also always bullies her husband. And only responded with resignation by Hamdan.

"Oh yeah, then what about your papa? Has he seen you?" ask Hamdan.

"Are you going to take your revenge to death?" 

"Leave it like this. He lived his life as a high-ranking official as well as a great businessman, and I also walked my own path. We each."

"I also wonder why your papa won't see you when I've sent your stepmom a message to see you." Hamdan's head bobble.

"The woman never delivered a message to Mr. Diatma."

"Do not accuse. Perhaps your father has another activity so he can't see you."

"The woman came to see me and told me everything, and now she's asking me to come home. It's ridiculous and funny. Never mind, don't talk about it again. I'm currently focused on finding Chesy." Cazim is back to focusing on HP.

"Your shoes are not sophisticated. You're also less in line with Chesy. If you're one with him, it's definitely inner contact and you end up easily searching for his whereabouts."

"We're just talking reel, don't use planet language."

Hamdan smiled.

***

Seven years have passed. Cazim is still like before. By ourselves. No woman was accompanying him. Not because he did not practice, he who was still three heads, still looked handsome, sturdy and youthful. Which woman is not interested in him? There were even a lot of beautiful women who had alternately approached her, showing her interest. But Cazim remained cold. Not interested in women at all. The content of his mind is only one, which is failed to move on from Chesy.  

Not even Cazim knows if his son is growing well, or if he is gone.  Ah, why Cazim's mind went nowhere.  

What happened to Chesy?  He just disappeared. He left everything behind.  

That afternoon, Cazim was in one of the schools.  Investigating the massacre that occurred in the elementary school.  A teacher slaughters a school gardener.  A truly undeserved incident, but this is what has happened.  No other integrated Islamic primary school, a school that is a form of basic education unit that provides educational programs based on the national curriculum coupled with the Islamic approach system.

Using his official uniform, Cazim looked very handsome and dashing.  He guides his members to do a series of work that must be completed immediately for the TKP.

Cazim left the CTF room then headed to the terrace to approach a passing teacher.  

“Pak, I can meet with the principal?” ask Cazim.

“Sure.  He has arrived and is now in his room.  Let me show you the principal's room!”  The teacher escorted Cazim to the room mentioned.

Only briefly Cazim spoke with the principal, he conveyed little related to the case he handled.  Then he left the principal's room.

Bruk!

“Ah, shit!”  Cazim stared irritatedly at his pants that had become wet, soiled by the colorful ice cream that was stuck.  Worse, the cold sourced from the ice cream spread to the skin.  

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