So the Prisoner of Galak Thugs
81. Will Not Be Ready

Tanjung actually doesn't understand what she's feeling. Why he wants it and what Arul is there for when he also will not help the delivery process.

But Tanjung at least knew that Suri really wished Arul was there. And that makes Tanjung tired instead of playing.

"Gue's sure Arul wants to know about our son." Suri muttered weakly. "He wants to know. He wants to exist. We're family, so I'm sure he should be there."

Tanjung pull Suri stand—pelan-pelan of course—and keep trying not to listen.

Anyway whatever he said about Arul, Tanjung just shut up.

The woman sat down at the dinner table, opening the refrigerator to bring out a healthy snack. The rest had not been spent because Suri said he was still full.

Tanjung put the food in front of her, along with a vitamin tablet and a glass of water.

"I don't want to eat."

"Eat."

"The one."

"Eat." The cape pulled the spoon, fed it himself because he didn't move.

If this was the old Cape, it is impossible for him to feed someone, care for someone to eat or not, let alone serve whining is unclear.

But Tanjung just did what her brain told her to do.

"You be careful big, son." Suri muttered to her stomach again. "Your father likes maksha."

He laughed in the middle of chewing his food.

"Kick on, huh. Why the hell are you?"

Tanjung held Suri's stomach, rubbing while waiting until a small kick was felt.

"Can? Very active."

Tanjung bentuk's. Kissing that big belly while hoping he can meet his daughter soon.

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"Aren't you feeling good, huh?" said Dayan full of smiles while looking at the beautiful scenery of the beach which is also full of bikini girls.

That guy is simple. There are only two beautiful in this world. Money and beautiful women.

Dayan most likes to finish his tired work, healing himself saw the chest and buttocks everywhere, especially from those whose faces are like angel drops.

"What, Boss?" Surya said that even if he was busy wearing binoculars, the girls were closer. "Wuih, Boss. There are odd numbers again streets. Lo type, here."

"Anak Tanjung," Dayan replied, as well as taking Surya binoculars to peek at which level nine beautiful girl he meant. "If it's not wrong, it should be Suri's month to grieve."

"Hmmm. Why, Boss?"

"Gue belom nyiapin's gift."

"Well, should you?"

Dayan chuckles. "Doang formality. It is like Tanjung is the boss of the organization, the main council of the Alliance. Yeah when she had my son?"

Surely the Big Boss also prepared a gift, not because it was necessary or Tanjung want to be loved, but indeed because Tanjung has a position.

If the top only gives, Dayan time does not? Shy, dong.

"I suspect you've been laughing, boss."

Dayan chuckles. Restore his binoculars Surya and go sit enjoying the hot sun of Kuta beach.

"Lo know, I'm a simple person. If you give me something, I give you something."

Well, because Tanjung never gives personally and instead hates personally, yes Dayan also does not have to give personally, dong?

"Ah, about Arul?" Solar is instantly sensitive. "But Tanjung did not know about it? I think he was taken from yesterday."

Yang Dayan heard, Tanjung asked for information from the adjoining organizations that are also part of the Alliance. He didn't ask Dayan for a personal reason.

But the point is, Tanjung must have suspected there was a traitor. The Big Boss probably already knows. So let them see how they handle it.

Dayan's question, Tanjung knows who the traitor is?

But the more important question is, Tanjung is ready not with what would the traitor do?

Dayan thought he was not ready.

It won't.

"Cape oh Cape." Dayan laughed off. "Because the boss didn't tell me anything, don't be mad because I'm on them, yeah."

More precisely Dayan was impatient to see what the person would do.

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