Revenge of the Tax Officer
Cowardly...
“Sastri..”.
Sastri who was about to go follow his parents had to stop and then turn around and look at the woman who was smiling sweetly at him.
“What's Kamisha?” ask Sastri cynically.
“Where are you going? We haven't talked much and it's very difficult for us to meet, isn't it?”
“I don't think there's anything to talk about anymore and I'm sorry I have to go now.”
“Come, Sas! We are friends.”
“Sorry, I forgot. Bye..”
Sastri left the venue with mixed feelings. He was also curious about the attitude of his parents. Especially after meeting the woman.
“Who was the old woman, Ma?” sastri asked when they were in the car.
“That was Mama's friend. Why?”
“No.”
“Papa speak anything the same Melik? Careful, he's a close friend of Andrew.”
Sastri is still trying to remind his parents but his parents are not there.
As soon as he got home, he immediately changed clothes and left his parents' residence with Bojo. “Come, we need time together. We haven't spent a long time together.” When the two are late in the music while enjoying the traffic jam of the capital city road. The ringing sound of the cell phone suddenly stopped the preoccupation of the two.
“Hallo, Mas.”
“Sorry, Non. I sent you some documents that Miss should check now regarding Andrew and Jo Group.”
“Where are you?”
“I'm still in the office, Non.”
“I'm there now!”
Tut's…
“Come, Bojo. It's time you went to your own office.”
One hour of time it takes Sastri to reach the office which can usually be reached in 20 minutes. “Night, Sir.”
Sastri dropped after leaving Bojo at the security guard post. Danu was at his desk with a stack of documents.
“Night, Mas. How?”
Danu handed Sastri his folding computer and showed him what he had. “Mas, we can be famous if publish this.”
“Nona only, I'm not coming!”
“But, how can Mas Danu get this?”
“One of my friends works at PPATK. But I beg you not to tell anyone. It concerns my friend's life, Non.”
“Quiet, I'm not that careless. Mas Danu,!”
Sastri looked seriously at his father's secretary who had worked long enough. “I'm asking for help again huh? Please investigate Jonathan.”
“Jonathan son of Mr Joseph?”
“Iya. I feel like there's something different about that guy.”
“There is a difference how? Has Miss ever met him before?”
“Iya. Don't ask me again. Please help me yes, Mas!”
Sastri again looked at all the data he had obtained from Danu. All the data he sent to his account including personal profiles owned by the head of Jo Group.
“Mas, we have to create another flow of funds to prevent Andrew from entering the core of the company. Very risky if later the investment he planted turned out to be problematic, it will affect the company.”
“I think so too, Non. But, how do we talk about it with Mr?”
“Mas, can you ask your friends Mas, may not their prisoners receive a visit?”
“Nona want to visit who?”
“Adit.”
“Good, later I ask.”
The night is late, Danu and Sastri walk together leaving the office in different vehicles.
“I have to start from where to ensnare you?”
Sastri asked himself and then he caught a glimpse of a giant billboard that wrote a familiar word in his ear.
“The One”
It seems like you have to use the old boring way. Sastri saw his performance and shook his head, “We can't possibly enter this way.”
Sastri entered a boutique and bought a black mini dress.he immediately wore the dress and drove to The One.
Sastri left Bojo's cage at the security post. Then he steps into The One in hopes of meeting anyone who will make him find all the answers.
“Hallo is beautiful, who are you looking for? Here I am with.” Sastri's hand was drawn by an unknown man.
Several other men came to Sastri who looked calm despite being mobbed by the drunkards.
“I will accompany you until satisfied if you manage to dance up there!” challenge Sastri.
The drunkards, of course, did not think long. Though it is a luxury club that is usually visited by people with money.
From a table upstairs, a man was enjoying what Sastri was doing to the drunkards with a smile on his lips.
“Smart woman”
When the drunk men were dancing, Sastri chose to leave the club. He could not help himself if he had to deal with the disgusting men in there for too long. He even nearly vomited out his stomach as their hands touched him with a very sharp smell of alcohol.
After taking Bojo from the security guard post, he returned to drive the car to his apartment. “We didn't make it, Bojo. Maybe next time.”
Sastri realized one thing that he was being followed. Sastri is speeding up and the goal this time is a suspension bridge that has not been completed.
Sastri stopped suddenly when the car was on the bridge and the car behind him could not dodge. Enraged, Sastri got out of his car and walked towards the car. The dark glass made Sastri unable to see who was inside.
Some photos Sastri managed to take through his phone. The photo contained the license plate of the car and then he stood right in front of the car while ruffled waist with one hand gesturing for the car owner to go down.
The owner of the car survived with the engine still on and quickly the car retreated and turned leaving Sastri who was still curious about the figure of the driver of the car.
“Coward”
Satri returned to the apartment feeling restless and alert.
“Mas, can you please find the owner of the car plate?”
“Good, Non.”
“Thank you.”
After asking to send a message to Danu, he left the parking area feeling alert while occasionally glancing back to make sure if he was not followed.
“Our life why turn into horror like this huh Bojo?”
Sastri continued talking to his dog until the elevator stopped. In a car, a man recalled a girl who made him curious. The girl who made him think hard looking for a gap to get to know him but unfortunately, he has not been able to perform manly in front of the girl.
“I'm too cowardly to meet you at this time. Wait, I'll come at the right time!”
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