THE LIFE CURTAIN OF THE CEO
Chapter 19 Looking for Father
“Nih Your Brochure is done.” Mina handed over almost half a brochure containing photos and announcements of the livelihood of people who were none other than the biological father by Zaini.
Zaini also welcomed the brochure papers themselves, “ Why would you want to share this brochure where?” mina asked confusedly.
“Gue want to share around the village here aja, aja any friend my father used to remember my father or I to the district next door also want to share this paper,” replied Zaini.
“Zai, buy siomay dong?” mina Pinta.
“Elu call me?”
“Yes, who else call you? Now I call you Zai, let's be cool,”
“As for you, but why should I buy you?”
“Elu forgot your promise that we have a deal, I teach you to ride the motor one hour one hundred thousand,”
“Oh yes, hehehe waiit..!” Zaini rushes off to buy Siomay according to Mina's will.
Mina felt sorry she secretly photographed a brochure and she uploaded it to her social media.
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In a luxury Apartment, “Master someone is looking for Junaidi,” reports his men.
“Who?”
“A woman uploaded a piece of missing persons' livelihood announcement which turned out to be a photo of Junaidi,”
“Yes who is that woman?”
“No idea Mr.”
“G*block quickly you guys investigate him,” command the man who is sucking the pleasure of tobacco from inside his mouth.
“Si-ready Sir,”
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The second day, although not accompanied by Zaini's monkina, still handed out brochures about the search for his biological father this time, he borrowed a motorcycle Pak RT to go to the next district there are several locations that are indeed it has been determined by Zaini to distribute a brochure he hopes in this way he can find traces of the father.
A week he went back and forth between districts hoping that someone would contact him about his father, but until now there has been nothing.
Drrrtt!
Drrrtt!
Gadget Zaini vibrated he for a while, he checked the phone gangamnya it turns out there is a message from an unknown number contains:
+9965xxxxx
[If you want to know Information about Junaidi, come to the street of H alley. On the west bank, later we will meet there, do not contact this number because this number is directly discarded, please immediately delete this message]
Zaini tries to make a call to the number and,
‘Tuut! Thou shalt! The number you are trying to reach is inactive.
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“Awas only if later it's just a prankster I will beat to death,” umpat Zaini.
With a borrowed motor from someone Zaini went early in the morning he went, and did not forget to bring a firearm that was tucked in his body and other sophisticated tools to keep watch.
Arriving at the location of the H alley road. Block the west bank, he parked his motorbike it seems people who want to meet him have thought of this safe place, yes this place is rarely passed by people and there are only empty houses near here.
Zaini waited for three hours but no one came to him. Zaini's patience had run out, as he stepped out of the alley suddenly there was a satayman passing by, who was a prostitute,
“Sateee! Sateeee!”
“Satenya Mas!” the fathers offered their merchandise to Zaini.
“I happen to be hungry again sir, if so order one yes do not have to be spicy!” pinta Zaini's.
“Ready, wait ya Mas!” Deftly Seller Sate was serving his food.
“This Mas order the satellite, and this is for Mas, there was this nitip to me,” Seller Sate was handed a portion of the watch and the satellite and also a paper. Zaini quickly opened the contents of the paper and read the text [IF YOU WANT TO KNOW ABOUT YOUR FATHER PLEASE GO TO THE EMPTY WAREHOUSE AREA TO THE RIGHT OF THE C NUMBER TAKE THE CELLPHONE THAT IS THERE]
Zaini squeezed the paper until it became formless and said, “Shiit! Apparently he wants to play me, watch out for you hah.”
“This sir I did not eat but, Satenya I still pay,” said Zaini handed fifteen thousand money to Seller Sate and went to the warehouse.
Arriving at the warehouse Zaini kicked up with annoyance that the warehouse door immediately collapsed, it seems that this warehouse has been empty for a long time, Tiiit! Nengnongnegnong! Ringing a clumsy phone on the middle table, Zaini picked it up and answered the call, “Hallo,” a voice on the phone. “Ya Hello,” Zaini replied.
“Who are you Junaidi? why are you looking for him?” scoop someone up behind the phone.
“I am his son, just quickly tell me do you know where my Father is?”
“I don't know where the sure thing I used to do was Junaidi was kidnapped by a group of people called the White Tiger gang,” replied to someone's voice over the phone.
“What is... White Tiger Gang? Then who are you?” ask Zaini but the phone is cut off.
“Ah Bangs*t, instead turned off, but who is this informant? Can I really trust him?” umpat Zaini trampled on the cell phone.
‘White Tiger Gang? Is that you Grandpa?’ terka Zaini in his heart.
Seriate...
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An undisclosed marriage is not something that everyone wants. In general, a couple wants their wedding to be held in a big way and known by everyone.
A different thing was done by Adryan Prasetyo Hadiningrat, he was forced to hide the marriage that he had lived for more than 7 years and was blessed with one son.
What exactly caused Adryan who is a President of the giant company to have to hide the meetings of his marriage? what if his parents suddenly match Adryan with a woman because they think that their son is still alone at the age of 37 years?
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