Lust Last Night Impotent Man
133. You have to be charitable

"The name I'll send via chat. But make sure ... tomorrow night you take him to the hotel unconscious" replied Gisel.

"Tomorrow nights?!" Cemet repeated the sentence with a confused face.

"But, Miss, it's not like we came here because we were asked to transport things, huh? How does it feel to kidnap people?" ask Cimit. Just like her friend, she also looked confused.

"Yes, you guys are transporting the goods. But what I'm asking for is extra work, you don't want to, do you?"

"No." Cemet immediately shook his head quickly.

Actually, their main job is a man. Either in terms of being a bodyguard, kidnap up to kill. Everything they want, as long as it is at the desired price.

However, Cemet had his own reasons for rejecting him now. And that's because he doesn't want to be a man in crime.

For the last time, their work failed twice in a row. The first is to be asked to burn someone, but because both of them experience eye pain.

And the second, was to kidnap Sisil on the wedding day at Arya's request. All of that failed again because Evan spread the nails, as a result they did not get full payment and ended up in the garage to replace the car tires.

"Eh, but how much did it cost?" ask Cimit. Again, he seemed to be tempted by money. Although always get bad luck when in action.

"But, Mit, why are you even getting paid? We have agreed to stop being bad people" Cemet said. Just yesterday, the two of them deliberated then agreed not to take such an order. But apparently, his friend had started to falter.

"Yes, but we're gonna need some money for Lebaran, Met. Yes, no clothes, do not wear Lebaran? I also want to go home. You're delicious, you don't have a village" Cimit replied with a snort.

"You want to, really? I'll give you one, each of you 5 million, how? So 10 million, a total of both," said Gisel who looked impatient.

"5 million generosity, Miss," said Cimit. "We usually charge 10 million per person."

"It's expensive."

"Yes, that's a lot of risk."

"But your friend agrees? I'll pay you guys not to be anymore. It's a loss." Gisel looked at Cemet who was silent as if thinking of something.

"Shortly ... I talk to my friend first," said Cimit. He immediately pulled the hand of his friend to make the man stand up. Then invite him to step away to the corner area of the cafe, so that more freely in talking and not heard by anyone. "Udah, Met, don't think much of you. The sustenance man is rejected."

"That ill-gotten fortune, Mit. This is also the month of fasting. It could be that our sins are doubled, you know," said Cemet who was still chuckling would not.

"Later out we will repent" replied Cimit lightly. "Again, yes, yes .. we'll just be told to take a man to the hotel. He was not told to kill or harm her. So be safe, Met."

"But if the Miss is willing to do evil how?" Cemet watches Gisel from a distance. The girl was seen chatting with a female servant.

"Yes his business. We're just being told to bring the guy in." Cimit immediately pulled back his friend's hand, to approach Gisel again. "Udah, just agree. All this for the sake of the Lebaran shirt. Embarrassed to know, Lebaran did not wear a Lebaran shirt plus hold money. It's a single one."

"How's it?" gisel asked as he saw that the two of them had stood before him.

"Again, Miss." Cimit answered again. "But before we act, Miss has to send us half of the pay. Meaning 5 million each."

"okay." Gisel nodded in agreement. Then he stretched out his hand and they shook hands to sign that it was a deal. "Now you carry my things first in the apartment. Come on, come with me." Gisel stood up, then took a step first to invite them.

Both of them immediately ran after. They did not order anything at the cafe.

Mbah Yahya was standing in a public cemetery, right in front of the would-be grave Steven.

The grave had been dug deep enough and some preparations were complete, just waiting for the body.

But until now, in fact there has been no sign of ambulance cars or family groups from Angga come. It has been an hour since Mbah Yahya waited.

Rama and Sisil were not there, they only delivered Mbah Yahya first. Then go to the house of Angga, intending to accompany Steven's body to be taken there.

"Dono, where's this Steven? Why haven't you come yet? Is he not dead?" asked Mbah Yahya to the fat man in black uniform beside him. The man he called Dono was one of the guards at Angga's house.

When they just came, they had met first, Mbah Yahya was immediately familiar.

"Maybe in a moment, sir, just wait" replied Dono.

In addition to the two of them, there were also 4 grave diggers. They were sitting with some of their hoes under the roof of a tarp they had made themselves.

"But long. Where it's hot again, my skin can be black in this way." Mbah Yahya raised his face while narrowing his eyes, looking at the sun up there which seemed to be right above his head.

"Father just got in my car, I just happened to be here by car." Dono reached out his hand giving a car key, also pointing to a white car parked in front of the tomb gate. Actually it's not his car, but Angga's car.

Mbah Yahya immediately took the object, then nodded. "OKAY. But buy me an ice cendol first, Don. Search around here any time. I'm so thirsty, his throat's dry." Touching his own neck then stroking it.

"Lho, are you not fasting? And where there might be an iceberg, sir."

"What fasting?"

"Ramadan is it, sir," replied Dono. "The father is not a Muslim, is he?" He then looked at Mbah Yahya from head to toe.

"Just boy. I'm Islam!" mbah Yahya's angry-looking tirade.

"Couldn't I fast?"

"I'm another hitch" he replied.

"Hindangan? Is it the female father?"

"So, a lot of your comments. A person who hinders is not only a woman, but a man can, too" he replied. In fact Mbah Yahya has never fasted Ramadan since being supported. Because it is not allowed, because it will destroy his knowledge. "Hurry and buy me some ice cendol, I'm so keen, Don. You want it ... I'm buried also rich Steven later?"

"But I don't want to buy it, sir, shame," Dono refused, shaking his head.

"Then why?" Mbah Yahya immediately reached into his leather wallet, then gave a red sheet of money. "This is the money, and the rest is for you."

"And I told you .. I'm ashamed, sir." Dono didn't take the money outstretched in front of him. He refused, of course, there was a reason. "I am also fasting. Yes, I bought someone who didn't fast."

"Therefore, you must do a lot of charity. Helping people can also be a reward, Don. You want, right, your satisfaction to be accepted and doubled his reward? So quickly buy it," asked Mbah Yahya. He was a little pushy by giving the money into Dono's hands.

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