My cousin, Canduku
Kneel in front of Anita
Cakra sipped his cigarette. Very deep, then exhaled slowly until the puff of smoke coming out of his mouth flew out the open car window. He stayed there, until someone on a black dirt bike stopped next to his window.
"Presents." Said the rider after opening the helmet glass.
Cakra took out a brown envelope and handed it to the man without turning a glance.
"Remember the deal?"
The chakra breathes more smoke from his mouth. "If it gets leaked, your family's the target."
"Engga ...