
"How am I supposed to convey it to Khansa?" muttered Leon restored hair with both hands. Over the past few days, Khansa's condition has improved. He was afraid that his efforts would be in vain.
Hansen patted Leon on the shoulder, squeezing him quite strongly as Leon's body stiffened slightly. "Say everything, brother. Nothing is covered. He deserves to know, and you better tell him yourself. Don't let him hear from someone else's mouth. It could be a boomerang for you, he could lose faith" Hansen said.
Leon exhaled a rough breath. He nodded with a straight forward look. "Yes, I know!" his hands were cupped together and clasped each other on his chin.
"The result is out, brother!" hansen exclaimed as her laptop sounded a loud notification, a sign that the test had been completed. Hansen made the research report.
The glasses man straightened his body, his fingers moved agilely on the keyboard, his eyes moving left and right following the movement of the report he made.
"Oh, ****!" sumpat Hansen's.
Leon immediately approached, looking at a row of elements, molecules and compounds on Hansen's flat-body screen. The two men looked tense, his gaze extremely serious and focused.
"Where?"
"really guessed. Yesterday I had a discussion with Mr. Frans to make sure. And this report, exactly the same as the drugs that Khansa found the other day," Hansen turned to Leon who was frowning.
"theirs?" leon asked again to take a serious look. He followed Hansen's every move.
"There are negative and positive metallic elements mixed in his blood." Hansen stood up and stepped onto the grandfather's bed. He opened one of the tools attached to grandfather's chest.
"It has a magnet, if it meets the same ion there will be rejection. That's what causes vibrations like heartbeats. And so was my grandfather's arm. The same thing happened." Hansen switched to holding the grandfather's arm which also had the same magnet, manipulated like medical equipment as in general.
Leon nodded in understanding, "Okay, I understand now. Looks like we're not gonna involve the police first. It's even more exciting if we execute ourselves."
Hansen sat down next to Leon again, "I think so, but for illegal drugs I think it's necessary to call the police. Let's stop marketing."
"Yes, but not now. What time is it, why hasn't Gerry come back?" leon glanced at his watch.
Time has shown at 9 p.m. And outside it's raining heavily. Leon frowned in wonder, the article is usually his assistant was very deft in doing anything. But why has it been so many hours now no sign of return.
"Han, you want to stay here? The rain has not yet subsided" Leon bargained back to Hansen.
"No, it looks like I'm coming home" Hansen sent a report to Leon's email.
"Oh, jaudah." Leon's laptop has also shown the backup process has reached 100%. His eyes sparkled, then immediately opened the date when grandfather fell. "Finally, meet!"
Leon replayed to find seconds after seconds when grandfather was pushed to fall to the bottom floor, Bibi Fida's captivity, until when Khansa was carried and put to sleep on the floor. Hansen widened his eyes as he watched. The handsome man nodded in disbelief.
"Civilized!" leon spray clenched both his hands. His veins even stood out.
Leon saves the video into a flash, not forgetting to share it with his men, including Gerry and Hansen. Be careful if one of their laptops is not safe. His body leaned against the sofa, both his hands stretched upwards. Tiredness lingered all over his body.
"Sister, didn't you pick up Khansa?" hansen asked, reminding.
Leon straightened his seat, glancing at the watch in his hand until it widened. "I have to get home!" he brought his laptop and hurried back to the villa.
"Basic bucin!" sindir Hansen cleaned up his equipment casually.
Hansen descended the stairs slowly, while playing his phone. Her eyes narrowed when she saw Emily's watsapp status was online.
"Not slept?" hansen asked in a message.
"Not yet!" a short answer went into Hansen's phone.
"Still working?" ask Hansen again.
"No!"
"Keep what?"
Hansen turned his back when a picture went into Hansen's phone, showing Emily drunk in the middle of the frenetic atmosphere of the club. "It's mulu kayak dora. It's a party again!"
Hansen called the pilot, who used to be in charge of taking him anywhere on his private jet. "I'm waiting at the airport now! Take me to Bali!" he then turned off the phone and drove the car at high speed.
Imagining Emily drunk with irresponsible people makes Hansen's heart feel squeezed by invisible hands. His mind drifted everywhere.
Arriving at the airport, the pilot is ready to fly his jet. He runs towards the middle of the airport with his laptop bag, a special flight attendant welcomes him and helps with all Hansen needs.
"Just go!" hansen shouted as the pilot looked at her, but had not asked anything. The rain that had been pouring down on the city of Palembang had begun to subside. The lightning was no longer thundering like that.
"Good, Master!" he said then immediately took off to the island of Bali. In his heart he was worried, afraid if in the middle of the trip suddenly the weather again worsened.
Hansen was not calm from earlier, his gaze was flat, constantly pointing forward. The rumbling that was in the sky was now moving on his chest. Both of his legs continued to move unabated.
2.5 Hours was a long time for him. They finally landed safely. Hansen immediately got off looking for a taxi to the villa that Emily was staying in. The information was very easy for him to get.
His steps were calm but firm. Hansen stood before the towering gate. Two guards approached him.
"Emily's home?" hansen asked without a stale word.
"Sorry, with whose Master and what needs?" ask one of the guards.
"Jawab my question! You're home or not, huh?" hansen's shout gripped the collar of the man who was far below her height.
"Sorry, Sir. We cannot give information. Please leave this villa because you are disturbing the security here," asked the other guards.
The roar of car engines with lights panned towards them distracts. Hansen turned his head, seeing a man running round towards the side door.
Hansen throws the man in his grip, then steps wide when he sees Emily in the man's arms. Without saying much, Hansen kicked the man with his expensive shoes. Emily staggered and almost fell. But his arms swiftly grabbed the girl into his arms.
"Aaahhh, shit! Who's lo!" bara shouted over because she felt pain in her stomach.
Hansen's eyes blocked red, his breathing getting rougher seeing Emily's almost unconscious condition. The little girl's eyes gnawed heavily. His head looked up, "Eng .. You're like a two-door refrigerator!" emily said faintly looking at the man who was hugging her.
"Ouch! Why think there! Nah! Nah! It must have been a dream," Emily ragged her head, then sniffed at Hansen's scent, "But, it smells similar!" he continued again with eyes that are difficult to open, felt very heavy.
Hansen's eyes squinted and just glanced at him. Bara was about to hit Hansen's body but again Hansen's long legs made him stray backwards.
Security officers approached immediately. Hansen threw a business card right on their chest. Then without saying he carried Emily into the Villa.
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Aah elah.. romantic little napa, Bambang! 🤨 uda come a long way too!