Rudi is my Love
RAC 53: The Golden Hull Rhino

*Rudi is My Love (RAC)*

Tiiit! Tiiit! Tiiit!

It wasn't the sound of Vina's car horn, but it was the sound of a cell phone lying on a nightstand beside the bed.

From behind the white blanket that moved up and down like covering a ghost, came out a beautiful woman with shoulder-length hair and reached out her hand to reach the phone on the nightstand. His sleeveless hand to his shoulder, giving the message that the young woman who was Nita Talia was not dressed under a thick blanket.

Nita Talia, whose face was slightly sweaty in the cold room, looked at the screen of her phone. Seen there is the name “General Kilat” who called.

“Assalamu ‘alaikum, Generals!” greet Nita without sticking her cellphone in the ear. He activated his phone speaker.

“Wa ‘alaikum greetings. I have sent two names in the message. My task is to leave it to the Golden Hull Rhino to immediately gather information about the people whose names I have sent,” said a clear-sounding female voice.

“Ready, General!” nita Talia answered like a female soldier.

“Sore this should have no report from you, White Pigeon.”

“Ready, General!”

“Assalamu ‘alaikum!”

“Wa ‘alaikum greetings, Generals!”

After that, the phone call ended.

Nita Talia then moved to stand while holding her cellphone. He stood up while pulling the blanket to keep covering his body. Just notice that Nita was not dressed up and down at the time.

And when he pulled all the blankets, then exposed a figure of a young man without clothing a single strand of buto.

“Eh uh uh! Where are you going, Nita?” asked the handsome young man while quickly covering under his stomach with a pillow. He didn't want his single ammunition to go into the CCTV footage.

“I want to take a shower. There is a task,” answered Nita while leaving the bed with the body still covered.

After putting her phone on the nightstand, Nita went to the bathroom door.

“But the cave is not out yet!” protest the young man who seemed to be going nowhere.

“But you're in. Later if the cave is off again!” nita without looking.

At the bathroom door, Nita took off her blanket and immediately closed the bathroom door, but not tight because it was hampered by the blanket.

Seeing that, the young man immediately got off the bed while still covering his anus with a pillow. She ran to the bathroom door. When he came in, the pillow he just threw back.

An hour later, somewhere else.

Wijoyo, wearing a jacket and helmet, was sitting on his motorcycle parked on the side of a large highway in the capital of DKI Jakarta. He was eating fried food with his left hand holding a dead-ended cayenne pepper. His right hand, in addition to holding the fried food he was eating, also held his smartphone.

There was a clear white plastic bag containing fried food hanging on the left handlebar.

Wijoyo is a half handsome young man who has a distinctive face of Javanese ethnicity. There was a black sling bag on his front body.

Prooots!

Suddenly there was a big horn, as a black-and-black container truck passed by on the big road.

It made Wijoyo hurriedly throw away the fried pieces in his hand. He immediately turned on his motorcycle and immediately pulled the gas fast chasing the container truck.

Wijoyo and his motorcycle sped a few meters right behind the container truck.

Tit tit tit tit!

Jregs!

Suddenly the back side of the black container moved open. Not open like two door leaves, but open moving from bottom to top. Along with that, from the gap that opens out protrudes a long object like a bridge.

So, when the back door of the container was wide open, the bridge that came down had reached the asphalt and dragged in front of the speed of the Wijoyo motor. At the end of the bridge there is a small wheel, so do not swipe the asphalt.

On the edge of the container was a young man in black shirt and military pants standing.

Sgeeeng!

Wijoyo pulled the gas, making his motorcycle go faster and climb up the bridge to get into the container. The other motorway riders only saw the unusual incident.

After Wijoyo ascends and enters, the bridge is again pulled automatically and the container door moves down to close.

Wijoyo stopped inside the container and turned off his motorcycle engine.

“Who wants fried food?” asked Wijoyo to some young people who turned out to have been sitting comfortably in the long container. The eastern answer accent sounded medok.

Inside the container were already four men and three women who were all young categories. The young men looked like soldiers, as did the women who used military attributes and symbols.

In the middle of them was a table. On it are two laptops and a yellow pandan wet cake. Complete with a number of drinks.

“Well, fit nih, fried same pandan bule cake. Hahaha!” said the bald-headed young man who was in a jacket striped army pattern. He immediately picked up a plastic bag on the handlebar of Wijoyo's motorcycle.

“What task is it? Our holiday will be one more day,” asked Wijoyo plus protest. He took off his helmet and his ojek jacket.

Jlegs!

Before anyone answered Wijoyo's question, suddenly the front wall opened. It turned out that there was a door that was connected to the room at the head of the truck.

Enter a beautiful girl in a red oblong shirt on her chest there is a screen printing monkey face is grinning a horse showing off teeth. His clothes were stuffed into military trousers that were buckled in heavy iron-headed leather.

The woman was none other than Nita Talia whose pass name was White Pigeon. His status was that of the Golden Cula Rhino Commander.

The Golden Hula Rhinoceros itself was one of the teams within the Illusory Army now led by Barada.

“OK, Team!” napa Nita Talia then sat in the sofa seat space that is still available.

“Ready, Commander!” answer the eight other young people compactly.

Those people are getting serious.

“Open your accounts each!” nita Talia's orders.

The five young men and the three girls then opened their phones to check what was there. Two women open the laptop on the desk.

What they opened was definitely not their social accounts, but special accounts relating to their status as agents or personnel of the Illusory Army, a national-scale secret security agency.

In the messages that are signed in each account, there are two names listed, complete with biodata and photos respectively. The two names and photos are Vina Seruni and Grandbo Budisakro.

“Data Series has sent us the complete biodata of these two people. The Vina Seruni is a Golden Bird and the Grandbo is a Silver Lizard. As you can see, Burung Emas is the company leader of PT. Aromasurs. Biawak Perak is her ex-boyfriend whose proposal was rejected. He is the second son of Budisakro, a hotel and restaurant businessman. A few weeks ago the Golden Bird returned to its village in the fishing village of Kalianda. A few days there, the Silver Lizard came with the guards. There was a commotion because his proposal was rejected. The silver monitor then returned. However, the night the Golden Bird disappeared with the condition of the door was not locked. Until now there is no trace, even the police are still nil information. Because there is no evidence, so we can only start by pulling the common thread from the case of the disappearance of the Golden Bird to the conflict that previously occurred. With the presence of the bodyguards around the Silver Lizard and they have firearms, it could be that the Silver Lizard has the ability to kidnap someone very cleanly. In conclusion, today's mission is that you should be able to hack the cellphone of the Silver Lizard, install eavesdropping devices and cameras in offices, homes and rooms. Understand?” nita said half long.

“Present, Commander!” answer them simultaneously, without shouting.

“Before magrib. Your work must be done or there is a clear report,” Nita said again.

“Good, Chairman!”

“Please set the operation,” command Nita Talia. (BH)