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# " Nde Gang "

That morning, Ben met Axel and Zicko to hand over a camera recording of his shirt button. Just to make sure the faces of the attackers who wanted to kidnap Laras.

From the recording, it is clear that the skull head emblem with half a human face is listed on the top end of the back of the attackers' jacket with a rather small shape resembling the brand of a dress.

Mr. Ben also handed over a note of the license plate number driven by one of them who managed to see and remember it.

Axel immediately took the note and contacted one of his colleagues in the police force to investigate who owned the motorbike.

" Good job" Axel said with a smile looking at Mr. Ben who was only answered with a nod of his head.

" In an hour we'll start to execute the strategy. " Zicko explained and asked Mr. Ben to call some of his confidants to gather at the place to do a briefing.

*****

" What are you doing..? " Sonya looked at Laras in wonder when she saw the young girl was pushing a small black object, when viewed from a distance like a cube shape, on her study table. The sitting light is lit so that it adds to the illumination and the object looks very clear. Barrel still remained unable to turn his attention away from that small object. His right hand held a magnifying device.

Feeling indifferent Sonya also walked closer to where Laras was. He saw the little thing intensely. With her body slightly bent and eyelids narrowed, Sonya noticed that there were some small wires on the object dangling and looked irregular, fibrous. Very small, red, black and to emasan. In his mind immediately remembered about the various forms of eavesdropping tools he had learned first from some of his acquaintances.

" Where did you get that from ? " can't wait Sonya asked a little hardened her voice near Laras's ear which seemed to still be unaware of her presence.

GUBRAKK..

CLUNTHHII..

He fell from the chair he was sitting in. His rounded net stared strangely at Sonya. While the one in the face also rounded the net with a mouth that was successfully gaping due to surprise to see Laras fall. Tweezers, iron rulers and magnifying devices held by Laras also I plunged freely to the floor.

" Tan's.. Aaahhh aunty ngagetin aja deeehhh. "excited Laras while trying to stand properly. His hand reached out, grabbing the chair that was rolling beside him.

" Sorry.. Your sister's a aunt cuekin. From there on I asked Diem. Yes aunty come here, eeehhhh. You even make a break dance movement on the floor. "sorry Sonya while holding a smile.

" Break danceeee said.. Tan jatooohh.. Grieved at the feet. "the protest Laras while turning his lips ten centi forward. (Ndak, the length. Eitss.ga needs to follow monyong hehhe.. ) His right hand rubs his knee.

Sonya just laughed at Laras's behavior.

" We are told to prepare. In an hour we'll have a plan. " Sonya immediately explained when Laras was already in a safe position above her seat.

" Superficial. " The barrel watches the clock work on his desk.

" I'm still ready this tan.. Responsibility "he continued while continuing to push the small object.

" It's a wiretap, isn't it..? "

" He eum. "

" Why is it shaped ? "

" Well, the barrel of the operation was tan. "while still not diverting his eyes from the eavesdropper.

" Trus, what do you want to do? "

" My plan doesn't want to slip where it is.. Let's hear the talk of the skulls en nde gang if they fit into this house. "

Sonya just let out a slow breath. " Why not use a new eavesdropper..? "

" Deligence. Still have to order first, waste no time tuh tan.."

" What is it..? Aunty there are many if only bugging tools anyway. "sonya said lightly. Both of his pupils were looking up. The finger of his right hand on tap tap tap to his forehead slowly.

Hearing that, Laras stood up and hugged Sonya. " Why did not from earlier say it if you have a lot of tan eavesdropping tools.." pinched Sonya's cheek was anxious.

" Laah kamunya nanya.." slightly tilted his head, paled.

" Where tan, I want a doong." put on a clear look.

" There's. Already into packing.. Transfer away. "

" Yeahhh, nia dong, can not be used. "

*****

" Now.open it. " Sonya reached out her hand hand handing over a box like a jewelry box in front of Laras.

" Lhoo... said it's been packed ? " The barrel glared irritatedly at the sight of the box still plainly without being wrapped in anything.

" yes. Packed in box.. Not scattered where - where like saliva you usually.. "

" Aaahh aunt iiihh.. Bummer..!! " throwing a pillow at Sonya. Their relationship is already so familiar as brothers. Already from the beginning Laras was asked to call him and Zicko mama - papa, but Laras was still reluctant. Under the pretext of fear of remembering the same parents. Sonya and Zicko let it go and try to be patient while hoping that later Laras will call mama - papa to them, on Laras' own will.

" Your abis is very exciting if it fits again in this seductive." said Sonya chuckled at the behavior of Laras while catching a pillow and rolling on the mattress while hugging a pillow.

They were silent when Laras chose some eavesdropping devices in the box. Take and put with heart the nightstand while counting the number - how much he will need.

" You get an idea of where race comes from - come to mind for bugging masang in this house.. ? " ask Sonya breaking the silence.

" When we hide and stay for a while in a secret place will not know what - what if there is none.. "

" Meaning ? "

" Kira - kira ya tan, fitting we are in the secret room, what uncle can just know when nde gang came and looking for us to this house, when did they leave here and what are their plans after knowing this house is empty..? " The barrel explains slowly. He deliberately called the BadBoy group with the term gang nde.

For a moment Sonya was stunned to look at her very clever adopted son. Amazed by his thinking. Then nodded in understanding of the meaning of Laras.

" Gituuu tan. " continued Laras with a smile as usual when it is exciting again - the thrill of getting a brilliant idea in his head.

" How much did it get ? "

" It's there. emm.it's been six tons. "

" Still less ? "

" I need another one on the front porch. "

" The plan wants to be put anywhere race..? "

" Living room, living room, uncle's office, front yard, back, side garden and front porch." while his fingers are bent inward making a count.

Sonya mangosteen mangosteen.

" Why on the front porch, is it in the front yard already in the box..? "

" Of course, look in western movies, if there are criminals sneaking in someone's house, and when they don't find what they're looking for often they always contact the boss on the front porch. After coming out the door. Not on the page, because they avoid having their conversations clearly heard from outside. " The barrel explains at length times the width while inserting the eavesdropper into the plastic.

" Oh yes ? Aunt did not pay attention.. "

" Take a tan, watch one of the movies.watch as they sneak in and contact the boss. "

" What movie is race.. ? "

" The documentary.. Yes, the action film tan. " waltzing away leaving Sonya who changed dumb.

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