So the Prisoner of Galak Thugs
92. Joking Is Not Funny

"Don't underestimate the relationship between husband and wife. Worry, bujang?"

Want his son three, five, seven, if at the end of the day he has not felt an open relationship, he will not understand the feelings of Suri one hundred percent.

So it's probably natural to underestimate. He only knows the relationship that if bored of leaving, if one decides.

Suri immediately turned his head when the living room door opened, followed by the presence of Teguh. Once again he brought gifts for Suri and Rana, all of whom were no longer checked at Suri's request to the Cape.

"It's only ten minutes" Ikram whispered, as Suri gestured out.

That was the time that Tanjung allowed Suri and Teguh to speak privately.

Suri just snorted. Somehow even after talking to Ikram earlier, his nervousness disappeared. Suri suddenly predicted that there was a big problem between Tanjung and Arul, so until now the brother has not been able to return.

Maybe Teguh wanted to say that, thinking Suri would be angry, divorced from Tanjung because he was disappointed.

"Gue doesn't have much time, so just go straight," Teguh murmured to him.

They look very nervous. Looking around as if afraid of the Cape appearing or Ikram secretly eavesdropping or someone looking from afar.

"Suri, brother lo—"

"Stay calm first." Suri was not focused because Teguh was too afraid. "Gue dreadin. Slowly. Lo dryness that's what it is."

"Suri, horrify me."

"Yes?"

Firmly inhale, throwing it briefly into the air. Nervous she disappeared a little while still sweating. Now with resolute eyes, he looked at Suri.

"Arul is long dead."

Eh?

"Bos—I mean I, Cape, who killed him."

Suri clenched his mouth and suddenly did not understand the language that Teguh used.

"Dude." Suri obviously did not believe it. "Kok lo ... kidding me overdue, anyway?"

At least that was what Suri wanted to believe, but Teguh shook his head.

"You yell a little, Ikram will come in. If he knows what I'm talking about, I'll be tortured for at least a month and I'll be mutilated to be anjying food." Firmly smile. "Do you think I'm kidding to be anjying food?"

Ja. He must be kidding. Maybe he's tired of living so he wants to be anjying food.

Because ... because what he said did not make sense.

"Arul entered the Alliance just like me. Entering the organization Tanjung like being the boss under the boss. You must have met the Big Boss, right?"

Suri was still silent. But actually he heard.

Very plainly.

"Gue a short story."

Keep staring around again, beware of everything.

"Gue same Arul entered the organization that seems to be thugs. This is a matter of politics and alliances whose contents some organizations have the task of regulating many affairs that do not seem to be in public. Including about gambling, about drugs, which is like I—gue sure you've been brought there."

"Gue there is no time to explain what it means, so the point of my work with Arul is to be Tanjung's men who hold the organization."

What'd he say? That's what Suri thought but still he looked carefully.

"Organization has the same system of rising in rank as any other system. The higher the rank, the greater the salary he earns from the organization. The highest rank that Tanjung has, Executive, but members of the organization usually can only until the rank of Ikram, his assistant Executive, because the Executive is enlarged directly with the Big Boss."

"...."

"Arul takes shortcuts to get money without having to move up the ranks."

Firmly frowned full of sadness.

"He's a traitor."

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