Namoras
Identity of Arda

A boisterous voice sounded from Tunas Bangsa State High School. It's been as usual. When all the students finished their study hours, it was like being released from prison.

The students scrambled to get down the stairs. Some just want to quickly leave school, some go directly to the cafeteria. Maybe they are very thirsty because of the hot weather, even crowded also hanging out in the parking area while paying attention to the super cool motorcycle.

Indeed, the presence of this Yamaha R1 motorcycle is like a flower blooming among other flowers. In fact, some other bikes are a little bit away. Maybe worried about losing. But, this once again made Namora feel depressed. How can he go home, if his motorcycle is once again mobbed by people.

Namora wants to complain. It's just that he can't. Then his face brightened slightly when he saw Jol walking from behind, then approached him.

"Woy Mora! Why is it like a goat congek?" Jol held back a laugh looking at the flat expression on Namora's face. He knew that Namora wanted to hurry home. But how? The car is surrounded by people.

"That's. Just look at it for yourself!" Namora pointed towards the crowd. Then, helplessly he stepped towards the parking area.

Not to mention that Namora reached the parking area, now a group of Jericho and the others walked up to Jol who was behind Namora.

Jericho approached Jol, then took his best friend's shoulder. "You've come home, but you haven't told me. Goddamnit!" Jericho pushed Jol's body to a stagger. However, his facial expression changed when he saw Jol seemed to be displeased.

"What's Jol?" Ask Jericho wonder.

"I want to ask you guys. What did you guys do to Namora when I left Merisda's birthday show yesterday?"

Jericho looked towards Jaiz and the others, then exhaled.

"Yes. I know I was wrong. It's just, at that time we just got acquainted with a beautiful girl. But you take it easy, Jol. I'll apologize to Namora!"

"I'm disappointed in you. But what else," Jol didn't know what else to say. Everything has happened. But she knew that Namora would never forget what they had done to her.

"Let's get to Namora! Then, we apologize to him!" Take Jufran.

Everyone agreed with Jufran's proposal. Then, the six of them immediately rushed over to Namora.

Seeing the J7 children approaching her, Namora wants to avoid. Only, he doesn't know how.

Just when Jericho and the others arrived in front of Namora, and wanted to say something, Namora's phone suddenly rang.

Namora hurriedly reached into her pocket to get out her cell phone. So Jericho canceled his hand to shake hands and apologize.

Namora didn't bully Jericho. He just stared at the phone screen.

"Zack?" He said in his heart, then immediately answered the call.

"Hallo!"

"Young master. Am I interrupting your time?"

"No. I'm outside study hours. What's up?" Ask Namora.

"Young master. As you command. I've been investigating Arda's identity. Is it convenient for you to talk about this on the phone?"

"I'm going to the artificial lake temple park. Meet me there in 15 minutes!"

Finished saying those words, Namora immediately ended the call, then burst into the crowd, then rode on her motorcycle.

Some glaring eyes in disbelief saw Namora turned out to be the owner of the motorcycle.

If they don't see it with their own eyes, swear by ghosts they won't believe it. But what to say. Namora even pulled out the key, then turned on the motorcycle's engine.

Besides Jol, everyone including Jericho and the other J7 children were also shocked.

Brums...!

The sound of the engine roaring made people immediately step aside.

Namora immediately pulled back her motorcycle, then stared at Jol. "I'm Jol first! There's a sudden need!" Namora. Then, when he pulled the gas, the motorcycle immediately shot away leaving a very savory engine roar in the ear.

"Jol. That.., you saw that, right?" Juned widened his eyes staring at Jol. But his index finger pointed towards Namora who had already disappeared from sight.

Jol just smiled, then said. "That's it. He's not the Namora that he used to be!"

Clearly ringing in their ears were the words of Namora who told them that after tonight, Namora was dead.

"That means..?" Jericho and the others were still like morons. Still not able to digest the change of events that are in front of them.

"You can explain to us, Jol?!"

"Crazy you guys. How would I explain. Do you think Namora's my son?" Jol started to sewot. He doesn't want to talk at length. For him, the more talk, will not produce anything good. Thinking like that, Jol immediately approached his motorcycle, then rushed to leave them.

By this time, Namora had arrived at the artificial lake temple park. Dropped his helmet, then gazed towards the green-looking lake water.

While waiting for Zack, he re-think what kind of shock people had when he saw himself riding this super cool motorcycle. It was truly a sensation that could not be expressed in words.

Namora's daydream stopped when he heard from the direction of the road, one unit of Mercedes Benz S-class car stopped, then immediately turned where he sat.

"Have you waited so long, young master?" Tanya Zack hurriedly approached Namora.

"No. I also just arrived" replied Namora, then straight to the point. "What do you know about Arda?"

"Look at young master. According to the information you gave me. It is true that the Arda you are referring to is Arda Elliot. He is the vice president of Agro Chemical. This guy's career is pretty good. Just a few years working in Agro chemical company, he was able to win some big tenders that managed to boost the company's growth. So no wonder if he immediately get a promotion to the position now. Only, he did not fight alone. There's a family company they built together to support Arda to continue to be smooth in its business,"

"Hmmm. It looks like it's very interesting. Continue on!"

"This arena, not just holding the position of vice president in Agro chemical company. But he is also a responsible person and occupies a position as a field executor as well. Every project he wins, then every work in the area becomes his responsibility. Including choosing his own with the contractor where he works, selecting his own supply of material, then he is also entitled to determine with the services of the rental company which they will use to meet the needs of the fleet. For example heavy equipment, transport vehicles and various other things. So, since it's all a family company, then this Arda is a priority. It was no wonder that every project he worked on, would be completed on time, even before the deadline was set. In fact, the cost of labor is also cheaper 3 to 4% of the market price. That's why he's quite rampant in his field,"

"Hmmm. Do you know the name of the company that underpins all of Arda's activities?"

"Yes. I know enough. Their family company is called Pilar Mandiri,"

"In addition to the project undertaken by Arda, does the company Pilar Mandiri also supply labor to other companies?"

"really. There are several companies that they work with simultaneously. That is, the construction of a five-star hotel owned by Tower sole propier on the border of Batu city to the city of Lake Putri. Also in the same company located in the city of Kemuning. In addition, there is the construction of an entertainment center in Tanjung Karang. But reportedly, Martins Group has invested in this project with a value of one hundred billion rupiah. Only, the person in control there is Bang Andra assisted by Bang Monang,"

"What's the name of the company?"

Zack pondered for a moment. Then he pulled out his phone, and then he answered a question from Namora.

"Insfratructural guerilla!" The answer is steady.

"OKs. I already knew. And I know what I have to do. Eliot's family will be destroyed in a month's time!"

"What's your plan, young master?"

"Zacks. What are you graduates?"

"Business and Management. Why, young master?"

"What's your department now?"

"The boy bang Ameng," Zack replied timidly.

"I'll ask you personally to Uncle Ameng. After that, you'll be next to me as an advisor. Wanna?" Ask Namora seriously.

"You want to. My death oath does not refuse" Zack replied in haste.

"Back home!"

Namora got up, then she stepped towards her motorcycle, then left Zack still standing.

Zack repeatedly slapped his cheek trying to convince him that this was not a dream.

Plaque!

"aaaw. God fucking. It's painful. Not a dream" he said. Then he stepped towards the car. This luxury car is not his own. But Ameng's property that he can use to make it easier for himself if at any time Namora needs it.

Seriate...