Mr. Secretary: Destiny Bound
CHAPTER 8 – 2 BOYS

“Testimony direct from consumer Arcade Game Mall X,” Indra chuckles.

“Alhamdulillah, thank you for the compliment, Miss,” Arcade Game Manager bowed his body with a big smile.

“Iyyyeessh!” Adisti clenched his hands in front of his chest, “Means from now on, Disti will no longer limit himself to play here. Usually Disti at best fills a balance of 25 thousand. Ever treated Brother when helping his office work, the balance filled 100 thousand. Once in a while, Disti game card filled 100 thousand.”

Everyone laughed at Adisti's chattering.

“Tuan-Bramasta and Mr Indra want to play? Later I prepare the card,” Manager goes into the door that says CREWS ONLY located behind the cashier.

Not long after, the manager came out again while carrying 2 pieces of arcade game cards that Adisti had never seen before.

“How different is the card?”

“Sebawel It's Disti if you two, Boss?” Indra presented at the cashier counter table filled with various ticket redemption prizes coming out of the machine.

Bramasta nodded while chuckling. Hugging the waist of his wife who was looking at a silver metallic color card with black VVIP writing.

“Ngangenin tau..” replied Bramasta while pulling his wife's hand towards the basketball game.

“Iya..iya...” murmur Indra.

“Yang really only..” Adisti widened his eyes when swiping the card to where the card slot swipe on the game tool.

Bramasta chuckles at his wife's behavior.

“Aaan anyway?” tanya Indra approached.

“Soldenna writing time: unlimited?”

Bramasta whispers to Adisti, “We are VVIP, Dear.”

Adisti looked at her husband. Their faces are very close now. The cup! Suddenly Bramasta moved his face. Kiss Adisti's lips quickly. Makes Adisti shocked.

His eyes glared at Bramasta. Then glanced at Indra timidly. Indra looked at the two of them with both eyebrows raised.

“Bos. The woiyyy public place. If any kids see how?” Indra slapped Bramasta's upper arm.

“Abang ush! Do not hit Abang Bramasta,” Adisti throbbing staring Indra, he immediately stroked Bramasta's arm.

“Gue has seen sikon, Ndra. Safe. No children in my vision.” Bramasta chuckles, “Who used to play?”

“Lah, there are 4 machines lined up. With lah.”

“Disti follow!”

Bramasta.

“Isssh, long ago it was mah Bang Indra.”

They lined up three. Basketball is in each other's hands. There are 5 more basketballs on the table. They each collide with each other at as much speed as possible to put the ball into the basket.

The boisterous atmosphere in the arena coupled with the sound of the game engine attracted the attention of people around the game arena. They gathered to watch basketball battle. The cheers of the audience added excitement for the three basketball fighters. Some people video the fight. Includes Arcade Game Manager.

Two sets of games were already completed, as long as their score continued to grow by 100 in each set, they would be able to continue advancing to the next set. The senses are starting to slow down. He could not reach the next 100 so he had to get out of the arena. Panting he watched Bramasta and Adisti who were still fighting.

His eyebrows shot up in disbelief as he saw Bramasta had to stop as well, getting out of the arena. While Adisti still plays the bonus round as a reward for his success in reaching his score of 100 in that round.

“Bos, you lost to bini lu,” Indra panting pointing at Adisti.

Bramasta wiped the sweat on his eyebrows with his sleeve, “Lu lost to me,” then chuckled while panting.

Adisti continues his game.

“Ayo Disti.. spirit!” exclamation Indra.

“Honey.. don't get her arm.” Bramasta cried out.

Eventually Adisti slowed down. Her veil was soaked with sweat. His breath began to melt. Game over. She chuckles to face her husband and Indra.

“Disti wins. You lose,” Adisti appoint her husband, “Abang later tonight mijetin Disti yes.”

“Siiip!”

The voice of the conversation beside Indra caught his attention until he turned his body to the source of the sound.

“Om it's a crater.. Si Ateu ebah ya_Om it lost.. The great auntie ya_,” said the little boy to his brother.

“Iya.. The other one sucks...lost first.” said her brother.

Then they both laughed.

Their voice was the one that Indra heard in his dream last night. Even Indra could understand the slurred speech of smaller boys. Indra felt the nape of her neck and the hair on her hands stood up. Gooseflesh.

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Meeting people in a dream, how does it feel?