
Akhtar Company...
Sitting leaning back and closing his eyes, Akhtar massaged his forehead.
Why isn't there a single piece of information I got, who's behind it all. Akhtar's.
Tok
Tok
" Login ".
Jason entered his boss's room, carrying some files in his hand.
" What did you get?" ask Akhtar without seeing Jason.
" This is sir, you can read it." The file, Jason put it on the table.
" Just read it, I'm lazy to read." Akhtar closed his eyes.
Aih, this guy. If it wasn't the boss, I'd have kicked you into the crocodile cage. Jason.
" It still cusses me, Jas?." Akhtar's voice breaks Jason's daydream.
"Ah, no sir." and then he took the file back and pulled it out.
" Our informant gets, that the weapon used by the person is the latest weapon that is only produced for the Asian Tiger group, sir. Their data can not be penetrated, even using the secret code that we have. While miss Aqilla." Jason's words stopped.
Akhtar immediately opened his eyes, as his female name was called.
" What do you get for my woman?." Akhtar was eager to hear it.
" Miss Aqilla, you just dial this number, sir. " Jason handed me a paper with the phone number.
" Whose number is this? why did you give it to me? Why is it so hard to get this woman's information." Akhtar was very curious.
" That's Mr. Haykal's cell phone number, the sister of Ms. Aqilla. You'll get her information very clearly, sir."
" Akh! Why don't you think from the beginning, you stupid Akhtar!" .Curse himself.
Indeed you are very stupid sir, moreover it concerns all the problems of Miss Aqilla. Really far from the impression as, mafia. Geez, be gossiping again. Jason.
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Haykal, after moving to live with his grandfather, had a lot of changes. Starting from the appearance, certain brand items, to the vehicle he uses. But all of this did not change his attitude. Refusing was useless, the grandfather kept forcing him to use what he had been given.
" Kal, daydream you from earlier." Bagas, friends and friends who always accompany in joy and sorrow.
" Who daydreams, again ngadem aja Gas. "
" Oh yeah, where are you going? don't go far la bro. It's hard to find someone like you, hahaha." Bagas' laughter broke the silence.
" Asem lu, still I thinkin Gas. "
" Yes, still thinking. It's rich people still think, enjoy it."
" I'm still confused, is my father really a rich man's son? Grandpa is also very rich, but looks like unemployed, strange." Haykal stared at the park in front of his school.
" Udeh, don't think about it. What you should think is, your happiness is the same as your brother. The others, do not need to be dizzy. "
" Well, that's what makes me like this. Kak Qilla does not want to receive facilities from grandfather, a lot of reasons. Dizziness I'm having a stubborn attitude Brother Qilla."
Plaques
A punch landed on Bagas' head.
" Auw, sick crazy." Ringgis Bagas's.
" Your mouth is from nyeblak." Haykal.
Dddrrttt
Dddrrttt
Haykal's phone shook, saw a call on it. However, there is no name of the penelfon. Make Haykal ignore him and put his phone back in his pants pocket.
" Why don't you pick up, huh? fans again?." Ask Bagas.
" No idea, there's no name." Answer Haykal.
" Basic lu, answer me napa. Who knows from the candidate bini, hahaha." Laughter Bagas, mocking Haykal.
" Basic temen is not right you, advice that is not weighty."
Ddrrtts
Ddrrtts
Haykal took his phone back from his pants pocket, seeing the unnamed call again. However, Bagas hinted at accepting it.
Very lazily, Haykal shifted the green icon.
" Hello."
" Mayfucking!".
" Yes, who?". asked Haykal.
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" who? No answer, I'm this matiin." stressed Haykal.
Shortly thereafter, he heard a familiar voice.
" Akhtar, Akhtar Wijaya!."
Jeeddue!!!
Fuck me!!! Haykala.
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What happened to Haykal???
Why does he look so scared, hearing Akhtar's name???
Waiting for the next chapter...
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