The Charm of Love Amartha
Evidence of Crime
"Campus!" firlan muttered when he realized the person who almost started the car engine was down to check the state of the car.
As he was about to open the cover behind the car, a cat came out from under the cover.
"Hisss whose cat is playing in here?" the man speaks for himself.
"Well, you're a garong cat!" lirih Firlan who already engep in the car floor along with a pile of cement..
The man put away the cat with his feet, as his hands waved at a building porter. He told the man to throw the cat out of the project.
Due to the sudden appearance of the cat, the person forgot his intention to check the back of the car. Firlan breathed a sigh of relief as the car slowly walked out of the project.
"I'm in a black pick-up car, you guys get ready, this car will be out of the project soon," Firlan said on the phone with his confidants to follow a black pick-up car. Firlan's man who was always watching from outside the factory immediately drove his vehicle. Firlan opened a slight gap so that he could breathe in the air outside.
"Good!" firlan muttered as he saw some cars he knew were behind him.
Before how long the car drove, he did not quite memorize the area that this person would stop by. The car stopped, the man got out of his car and was heard whistling several times. Not long after someone came. Firlan peeked out from behind the gap, he saw two people who seemed to be talking more precisely was transacting.
"Price as it was yesterday" said the man who would sell the goods in his car. Firlan took out a voice recording tool to record the conversation of the two people.
"Less a little" said the man trying to nego the price. The man brought some people to help him transport the items he was going to buy.
"It's the best raw material, don't haphazardly bid!"
"It's a stolen item, and I know where you got it from" said a man accompanied by a triumphant laugh.
"Get me talk!"
The man who brought the stolen goods finally agreed on the price that the person pegged. Although in his heart is very arrogant, because the person knows the origin of the goods he carries.
"I saw the condition of the goods, I don't want to lose!" said the man who still holds the money in his pocket.
"Haisssh, all in good shape," said a man who was already very upset.
"Hurry open!"
When the cover opened Firlan immediately threw his fists at the two people who were now falling down in shock to get a sudden attack.
Firlan immediately jumped out of the car, he threw his kick at the man who was about to attack him and before long appeared people dressed all in black carrying firearms. The two people could not dwell, some people who would indeed transport the goods also put their hands on the head. No one dared to run away.
"Wake up!" firlan exclaimed at the man she had been following.
"Don't think we'd be silent to see little rats like you gnawing at our fields!" firlan exclaimed at the two people who had wounds on his face.
"Absolutely, Sir!" say one of them.
"Take them to the police station!" firlan exclaimed who saw those people nyalang.
"No, Master! I will return everything I have stolen, but please don't throw us in jail!" said the man who conspired with Mr. Mandor. Firlan just laughed at the man's words.
"What's? replacing?" Firlan raised one corner of her lips. He shook his head, even they had already stolen it for months, with what would they replace it with?
"Please sir, have mercy on our wife's child, how will it be if we are to be imprisoned!" the person who will buy the stolen goods.
"Cliche reason!" firlan.
With a few people behind him, Firlan walked towards the break room of Mr. Mandor.
Brakkk
Firlan opened the door where the fat man was walking.
"Heh, Surya! what the fuck are you!" the man was aghast in shock as Fangkan barged in just like that.
Firlan did not answer, he moved towards where he had placed the voice recorder.
"God! what are you doing!" shouted Mr. Mandor when Firlan who he knew as Surya was taking something from his room.
"Return me! what's in your hand?" shouted Mr. Mandor but not digubris Firlan, the man smiled mockingly.
"Hey! w-who are you guys?" said Mr. Mandor stuttered when he saw some people enter his room.
Firlan's man then took Mandor sir. The man could not resist as both of his hands were currently tied.
"Damn it! who the hell are you?" the man asked, his teeth gritting with anger.
"Deliver!" he shouted as he continued moving trying to untie the bonds in his hands.
"Try it if you can," Firlan sat on the chair and placed his right foot on his left foot. He sat folding his hands in front of his chest. He was still wearing a worker uniform, but his gaze hinted that he was not an indiscriminate person.
"We'll see what we can hear from this thing" Firlan said, showing a black object with a meaningful smile.
"What are you doing with that thing?" ask the Mandor.
"You don't know this thing? this thing will be evidence of the fraud you've committed, Mr. Mandor!" firlan.
While Mr. Mandor looked at Firlan with a pias face, he did not know when the object was in his room. And whatever was recorded in that thing. Firlan was enjoying the anxious and frightened face of the man who was already dripping in sweat.
While in a room.
A woman stared at the man who was playing in without knocking on the door first. The man walked leisurely as if he had entered his own room.
"Well, why are you here?" sinta said as she watched Fendy enter her room.
"Don't be fierce with the prospective husband," said Fendy who sat on the sofa, then pulled out his phone.
"Gue thought it was meth!" sinta sarcasm.
"Not an angel who guards your husband a lot, dear ... Just calm down, why? kangen?" fendy said casually, he put the phone back in his pocket.
Sinta got up from her chair, she walked closer to Fendy. The man smiled at the woman sitting next to him. Sinta looked at Fendy fixedly, she leaned her body at the man.
Sinta pulled Fendy's tie so that the man's body inevitably got closer to Sinta.
"Gue doesn't like people who break promises!" sinta said with great emphasis.
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