Moonlight On The Sea's
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“Check him. Who knows he's different sir.” Praman said to Harith who had just entered his room.

The man is a CIO (Chief Information Center) at Summer Sea named Ginanjar. Of course Praman found awkwardness, he felt Ginanjar never selelet this in work. Between him it was deliberately not taking care of him or he was not at all.

From the first everyone knew how good Ginanjar was in managing the media related to the Summer Sea. In just a matter of hours he will clean up and silence all the media, either with a position or with money.

The reason for the recording of Praman is still discussed until this second put suspicion.

“Find the toughest hit man!” Praman Gedek's words with all the people he paid were fruitless. None of them managed to hurt Summer. Untouchable, so said the hitman and the job was famous among the hitmen.

“Ah no. I want you to check the body guard only.” Praman changed his mind.

“Good Director.” Harith lowered her head and left the room.

After half a day had passed, it appeared that the media discussing the recording evidence had begun to recede. Ginanjar went to Praman's room to tell him he had taken care of everything. It looks like he is still on Praman's side because he has solved the media problem.

Praman finally starts to feel calm, this time he will change back to Summer.

“This child has no fear.” Murmured Praman swiped scratching his grinning lips.

There has not been an hour of quiet breathing, the taxation suddenly came with a box in their hands. Breaking into Praman's room disregarding the secretary's restrictions.

Praman widened as the door of his room was forcefully opened by a number of people in cold-faced suits. He could not help but stand up when he saw the taxation logo on the box they were carrying, looking for a way to block them from entering, for which reason they suddenly appeared.

”Please exit Mr. Director.” The orders of the people at the forefront.

“Badness!” Repeated Praman with hasty breathing while pointing at the face of the man who dared to talk to him.

“Everything collect all existing documents!” The person orders, making everything move into the room, rummaging through all the drawers and the table inserting documents into the boxes they carry.

Praman stomps his foot into Harith's room, opening the door of his room by slamming.

“Is there a Director?” Harith was a little surprised.

“What did you say?! What's up?” His impact galloped toward Harith who was sitting in his work chair.

His hand swung wanting to slap hard this incompetent vice director. Harith quickly rebuffed by catching that hand before landing on her cheek.

Praman's eyes grew bigger, the net was round. Whatisthis? What the hell's going on? He dared to deflect his slap.

Harith throws that hand. “What's the Director?” Ask once more.

“Why can there be a taxation person here?!” Breathe with the remaining breath.

Harith responded with a shocked face. He's just as if he doesn't know anything.

“Taxation?” Ask ensures.

“Ah!” Gerang Praman clucked his waist while calming his breath.

“I'll find out why Director. I also don't know this news at all.”

Praman raised one eyebrow, again suspecting Harith. Indeed he was not becus or deliberately betray him.

“Call Finance Director here!” His order.

“Pak Bambang is out of town, Director.”

“Autside the city?!” Praman immediately told the secretary who was waiting for him outside the room to call Bambang.

His secretary immediately handed the phone to Praman after being appointed.

“Bambang!!!!” Shouts of Praman instantly echoed in the room.

“Halo Director. The tax guy has already arrived?” Sahut Bambang with a light tone chuckled.

“Less ajaaar!!!” Shouted Praman.

“Oh yes, you should watch TV also Director.” Bambang reminded.

Praman immediately hangs up the phone, digs the remote and turns on the TV.

“Betul. We received a document mentioning that Praman allegedly embezzled Company funds.” A source spoke to a reporter on the news.

Praman grasps tightly and then throws a remote in his hand breaking the TV screen. He had not been able to leave the room, when he turned around he was again surprised by the 2-member authorities who had been standing at the door.

“Praman Wicaksono, you are arrested for alleged embezzlement.” Said the man in police clothes.

“Why should it be handcuffed? Still a guess, right?!”

"… Contact the best lawyer!" Shouted Praman while being dragged outside.

Praman feels very unlucky, why is it right when he is in his office faced with this embarrassing situation.

As Praman exits the elevator in the lobby, there is Summer with Mara and Sara standing as if waiting.

Summer stared grinningly following the footsteps of Praman who approached her.

"Summer, I think there's been a misunderstanding…"

"Chairman." Sela Summer ordered not to call him by name.

Praman is clumsy with anger that has not subsided. Wrapped a grudge in his puffed up chest, he was inexhaustibly humiliated. There was already a shadow of how he would repay the treatment of the 21-year-old girl.

They continued on with question mark-ridden employee views, and the zombie-like reporter was ready to pounce in front of the building.

"What X foundation is also one of the companies to launder your money?"

"Please make a comment."

"What's your next plan?"

"How do you comment on the child who recognizes you as Rudi Wicaksono's murderer?"

Each reporter asked a question until it was inaudible because he was so jockeying.

Praman takes a confident position.

"I will still continue to find out who slandered me doing all this. For my son's behavior, I don't know why he said that. It could be because he wants to scare the Chairman. For the time being I will undergo an examination, later also we will know which is correct." Praman.

As soon as he finished speaking, officers directed him to get in the car to be taken to the office for an examination.

*****

"Is this over?" Ask Mara who thinks everything should have been sorted out with Praman arrested.

"Of course not." Summer enters the elevator, followed by the brothers.

Summer's phone rang with Mr. Bagas' name on the incoming call.

"Chairman. It's too busy." Praise Mr. Bagas.

"Yes. How is Mr Bagas doing?"

"I can get to work tomorrow. I guarantee the company must be a mess."

"Pak Bagas knows best." Summer springah's.

"See you tomorrow, Chairman."

Summer hung up the phone letting out a sigh of relief.

*****

Praman who just sat quietly in the interrogation chair accompanied by a reputable lawyer, he gave up everything to be completed by the lawyer.

Just a moment of the process, Praman was able to walk home for reasons of lack of evidence on the murder of Rudi, and will be re-examined the next day the problem of embezzlement funds.

Just when I got home from that shameful place. Praman gives one phone call and one command, which is to finish Summer right then and there.

She gets word that Summer and Mara are with Sara and Tapa on the beach.

Immediately Praman asked to be delivered to where Summer is located. If it had to be destroyed, he would have taken Summer's life with him. If necessary, he himself will finish him off.

“This is the item.” Said a seller bringing a Praman order.

“Open.” Praman.

The man opened a box containing a rifle and a large bullet.

“Face can also die if you shoot with this.” The trader explained.

Seriate…