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"Sorry if it should involve you," Shania said as she confirmed her ear piece.

"No problem. I'm just glad I could help. The house is in my name. And I happen to be looking for hard evidence to unmask Irene."

"Irene. Mike for us," said Shania.

"How long have you guys been watching him?"

"Nearly five months. And he always gets away. Turns out he's got a neat hideout."

"Actually I installed CCTV there. It's just that tonight I want to catch him with my own eyes.

"Plus shock therapy for them," added Shania.

Julian smiling.

"All ready?" shania asked through the ear piece.

"Your friend is ready?" Shane asked Julian. The man nodded.

Not how long. From a distance, a car entered Irene's house.

"Wait about 15 minutes," Shania gave the order.

"I'll get the CCTVs connected." Julian said while opening his home CCTV access to the laptop of one of the officers.

"He tricked you?" Shania said with a face of disbelief.

"Yes, that's how it is" Julian answered seeing Irene who was seen running to greet Mike.

"Is there any chance he's cheating on you?" Shania asked back.

"Don't bring it up" said Julian.

"Oo means yes."

"Damn it!!!" maki Julian's.

"They went up to the second floor" reported Shania's men.

"You didn't install CCTV on the second floor?"

Julian shakes.

"I thought it was a private area."

"You're too good, Julian," Shania said.

"But not tonight. I'll end it tonight. Because tomorrow is a new beginning for my life" Julian said out of Shania's car.

Waving towards the car at the end there. And the next three guys with three cameras went straight out following Julian's steps.

"Everyone is ready for their own position." Shania's orders were immediately answered "ready" by all of her men.

Julian casually opened the gate of his house. Without a key, because his house he made digital-based. Password and finger scan are key. Irene herself did not know the system.

"Waahh big catch tonight. Irene Scandal Mike. Also Mike's arrest. Wahh can't wait to see the news explode tomorrow" said a paparazzi.

"Why wait tomorrow. Early in the day or even midnight later can be immediately trending," said another.

"Once the picture you sent. Editor escaped. Go up..boooom..," added another.

They've entered the living room. Some pictures they started taking.

"Floor two, please" Julian told through his ear piece.

Several police officers began combing Julian's house, which Mike allegedly used as a drug warehouse. Obviously one news that will be booming soon.

Climbing to the second floor the atmosphere looked silent. But not with one room.

"Well boss..this is really a scandal!" whispered a reporter behind Julian. They look so excited about setting up their cameras.

"You want to be direct or there's a little distracting noise" Julian bargained.

"That's wearing a backsound dong, boss. Let it be more eeerrrrhhh," they replied.

Julian slowly opened the door to Irene's room. Dimpled atmosphere. Making two people in the room who are busy combining that passion. Unaware of Julian's presence and three reporters with cameras on record their hot activities.

From the silhouette, it looks if they are doing women on top style. Julian was standing next to the door with his hands on the door button. Give time to his fellow journalists to record a little hot activity of the two lovebirds.

Byaaarrrrrr, by,

Lights turned. The two people on the bed were immediately shocked. Stop their crazy activities. Straight to the door. And two pairs of their eyes instantly glared. Seeing Julian casually stand there.

"What's a hot night huh?" said the man relaxed. And then it goes out of there.

The two were immediately confused. They immediately released the union of the two. Especially when it realized there were three journalists who were recording their activities.

"Julian. I can explain it." Raung Irene felt unacceptable with all this.

"Stop! You jerks! Dare recording! Stop that!" Mike yelling. Attempting to stop the reporters from recording their swallowed bodies****.

Not feeling desperate. Irene grabbed the blanket and wrapped it around her plain body. Run out of the room. But his steps immediately stopped seeing Julian who was talking to Shania. Also Shania's men who have entered the house.

"I give you the widest access to the search. Please." Julian's words were clearly heard in Irene's ears.

Irene immediately went back into the room. Along with the three reporters who also came out from inside the room. Their faces look very satisfied.

"There's a video of oye-oye." Said one journalist. Intentionally luring Irene to make a sound. But Irene's panic had already filled the woman's heart.

"Why come back again? There's Julian, "pinta Mike who's done getting dressed.

"Po.police. There's a cop downstairs," Irene said nervously.

"Police mean?"

"Julian let them ransack this house," Irene almost shouted.

"Suckers! My stuff!" Mike shouted anxiously.

"What are you hiding in this house?" lick Irene.

"That's...."

Mike did not answer. Shania and three police officers broke into the room.

"Brother Mike aka Miko aka Marco we arrested on drug possession charges. The dealer is also a user."

Irene drowned at once hearing all the words from the police officer. While out there. Julian's car drove out of the house.

"Destroy and build a new one. Design followed." Julian's orders are through his cell phone.

****

And it's true. The sky has not changed color to light. When the news has been crowded with jokes from netizens who have read the latest news from various online news channels.

One million impact news. A million stories. And one million news it feels 🤣🤣🤣

There is no clarification. No more detailed explanation. Please guess yourself. That's what the newsmakers want to say. Because everything is based only on the writing of the journalist which is only authorized by the editor continues to be uploaded to the news column.

Until the afternoon comes. The news continues to be trending. With thousands of tweets filling the comments column under the news.

Even so it does not reduce the excitement in two different houses. In Julian's family, surprisingly the man went home to his parents after last night's raid.

And here he is. Sitting there, in the middle room, still with his pillow face when it was past lunch. He clearly didn't want to wake up. If the wake-up alarm is most effective do not wake him up. Caca, the sister-in-law. It was the thing he was most reluctant to face. And it was Caca's voice that managed to drag Julian out of his vampire room.

"Bring there!" caca's orders.

"Religion. The show's still tonight." Reject Julian.

Caca could only sigh. Then back to watch the people who are wrapping the items that will be made as a hand to Celli.

"The ring didn't forget to buy, did it?" ask Caca.

"No, sister-in-law." Answer Julian's origin.

Caca could only roll his eyes panted.

"Oh yes. I'm astonished. How can you easily get the blessing of Papnya Celli. Not that Mr. Bagaskara is famous...."

"Roof?" cut Julian. And Caca nodded.

"Look who proposed. Julian Argantara's. The dream ghost candidate of a million Emak-Emak," joked Julian.

Julian's words made Caca could only roll his eyes lazily. Seeing the retirement of his sister-in-law.

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