The Neglected Wife
S3 EPISODE 40 - HOW DARE HE IS
“Who are you?” asked Mr. Wira and Mr. James in shock.
As in the heat storm, on the second floor private room of a beachfront resort, the political elite and the thick-pocketed man were shocked and got up from his soft seat.
The angry emotions of worry mixed into one.
“Thank you! We have surrounded you!” said one man in a black jacket pointing his gun hole at Mr. James.
Mr. James' hand seemed to descend down his pocket, about to reach for his firearm as well. Then the man in the black jacket pointed the gun at Mr. James.
“Bad you guys. Whoareyou? Dare to interrupt our dinner!” snapped Mr. Sandi.
Sandi also quickly pulled out her weapon.
“Let your gun down. You don't know who I am?” added Mr. Wira.
The Hero Lord who was without weapons but had power immediately took refuge in his theme.
They still do not know which enemy they are, dare to infiltrate their headquarters and know the hours of their operation. Though Mr. Wira always make plans in silence, midnight in a hidden place and only attended by core players.
They still do not want to give up and just stick each other's guns.
“Prok .... prok... prok...,” from the direction of the stairs sounds someone walking take an applause.
Mr. Sandi and Mr. Wira immediately glared.
Not long out the man in uniform walked casually to lengthen the smile.
Friends of fellow security personnel and justice enforcers whose rank is the same as Mr. Sandi came with a face full of victory followed by several aides who carried cameras and weapons. Also some are dragging Mr. James' frozen henchmen. He is Mr. Satya.
Mr. Sandi was not struggling, shocked and shocked. He could only clench his hands. He glanced around, it turned out that their aide who was standing guard had been completely paralyzed either when they had not heard.
“Dear Lord Wira Hanggara, and Bro Sandi. There's no choice for you guys. Surrender yourself! Don't waste this energy already night!” said Mr. Satya relaxed.
“Bigger! What the fuck is this?” pekik Mr. Wira. "You're interrupting our dinner!"
"Honored Master.all your data is held by us. Come onl. Don't bother us!" answer Mr. Satya again.
"Ss hii t!" pekin Mr. James.
“Jedorrrr...,” heard the sound of a shot.
“Jedoor....,” sounds legit anyway.
Everyone turned their heads and all the members of Mr. Satya were on standby. Apparently Mr. James attacked but quickly the forces of Mr. Satya immediately stand by, not even reluctant to shoot Mr. James' hand so the gun fell.
The atmosphere stiffened and there was a shootout.
"Jedooorr...!" Mr. Sandi also attacked.
"Jedors!" even Mr. James whose hands were exposed did not give up and was about to attack again.
“Lari...,” Mr. Wira and Mr. Sandi are about to escape.
“Jedoor—jedoor...,” Mr. Satya's men do not stay silent. They also immediately released bullets paralyzing Mr. Wira and the others.
Because of the number of Mr. Satya's men many they also succeeded.
Inevitably they also arrested Mr. Wira, Om Sandy, Om Marco and Mr. James by force.
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“It looks like there is a commotion Pah,” said Binar lurking from a small stall across from the elite stall on the beach.
“Papa Believes in Satya. He's a reliable leader candidate!” replied Mr. Priangga casually.
Mr. Priangga even lit a match and took a cigarette.
“Ck!” binar Decak.
Binar who knew that his Papa had high blood immediately possessive snatch his cigarette.
"The Aduin to Mamah Pah!" reply Binar.
Lord Priangga immediately looked at his son full of hostility.
“No need to hinder my pleasure!” said Mr. Priangga coldly.
“Yes already, then let Binar come out and see them!” binar answered ngeyel on his Papah and was eager to join the battlefield.
“Ck!” decak Tuan Priangga's. “You are so stupid, why go there? Victory must be celebrated! Jang waste energy!” tuan Priangga.
For him who is not important others know the fruit, the important thing is that he managed to harvest the results. And for Mr. Priangga who if caught by the secretary and his wife smoking scolded, being able to play cards with his two children while smoking is the most expensive and warm celebration.
“Aih Papah's. Binar curious Pah. Let's quickly see! Looks exciting!” replied The itching Binar wanted to see what happened.
Unlike the old Mr. Priangga not much ambition, Binar wanted to see the face of defeat in the eyes of Mr. Wira. Binar wanted to wear it and raise the victory flag.
“You're so stubborn. There's a lot of guns, did you forget you just got married and just became a dad? Been quiet here!” replied Mr. Priangga.
Binar was silent, yes, Binar forgot not to hold the gun. The bruise after the slap Lana and Mr. Priangga just the other day there is still a little scar. The situation is quite dangerous.
Yes, the message of Ishanah is, the hearts of Isyana do not want to be a widow again. Despite believing in the performance of Mr. Satya and his men, saving energy seems better. Binar succumbed not to come out even though his chest rumbled his male soul struggling to fight.
“It looks like they were successfully disabled Pah!” said Binar quickly very eager to curse Mr. Wira.
Binar even woke up about to come out, but Mr. Priangga's legs immediately moved blocking the steps of Binar until Binar fell to the floor.
“Aak,.. ish!” hiss Binar glanced at his Papa.
Mr. Priangga is really who has the heart of his son. Even though his only child was Binar, Ms. Dini was pregnant, Binar waited a long time. But even making Binar fall does not make him feel guilty.
“Don't stop Satya from rising! Shut up and go home!” said Mr. Priangga cold and then turn off the cigarette butts.
“Haiiisssh..,” hiss Binar woke up sambi rubbed a pretty sore lulutya.
“If Binar cannot see and greet them. What is the Binar here, Pah? Know gini, Binar was just told to wait, mending Binar home can be gathered with his wife's children!” reply Binar protest.
It feels annoyed.once just crammed in a small stall. The bar also wants to be cool.
Mr. Priangg did not reply and chose to gulp his black coffee.
“Am I no more valuable than your son and wife?” asked Mr. Priangga relaxed and cold.
Binar was immediately shocked by his father's statement. Yes, as children and fathers who are equally busy, they have long not chatted casually and had coffee together.
They are busy with their own goals and work. Even in the office, or a meeting, Mr. Priangga and Binar are often professional and silent to each other like not a father and son.
“Sorry Pah!” benar finally sat down again.
“Hmm... turn on the match!” said Mr. Priangga took one more cigarette butts.
Binar smiled, this time he did not scold or reprimand, but instead took a match and lit it, then Binar took a cigarette butts.
The two of them then smoked together, sucking in two rolls of tobacco that if Madam Dini and Isyana knew must have been scolded. They don't talk just relax looking up at the star-studded open sky.
For Mr. Priangga it was a rare and precious moment.
A few moments later the sound of police cars was heard in unison, like the strains of war, which were enough to creep people who heard it, so crowded and coarsely passed through the stalls where they were waiting.
The clueless fishermen followed enthusiastically and asked each other without anyone answering. They are just confused as to why there are so many cars.
Mr. Priangga and Binar chose to enjoy cigarettes in his place. Both also looked. That means General Satya's men managed to bring Mr. Wira Tuan James complete with aides and his men who had been frozen the son of Mr. Satya.
“We meet tomorrow in cell only,” said Mr. Priangga.
Mr. Priangga did want no one to know, if Satya and his men managed to subdue Mr. Wira and others based on information from Binar. It would harm the Binar family. Because Mr. James is not a random person. Although he was later sentenced to death, his men were numerous.
Mr. Priangga was waiting there just to make sure his partner's work was in order.
Mr. Priangga also wants Satya's career by the President to be immediately appointed and considered successful. For Mr. Priangga who is a businessman and does not pursue office, the tranquility of life is more than anything. The important thing is that his business government remains on the road and succeeds.
“Yes... Bye!” binar replied trying to understand his father.
“You guys take care of the stock and company issue!” replied Mr. Priangga again he did not want to deal with Mr. Wira in terms of business.
“Ready Pah!”
“Have you prepared a name for baby Isyana?” asked Mr. Priangga, even though he was not his biological grandson, he still cared.
“Still not thinking about it yet. Binar rasa, Lana still has the right to determine her name Pah. However he is his father!” replied Binar calmly.
Binar is not greedy or evil, Binar still wants to give Lana the right.
Mr. Priangga nodded.
“Ya however she remains the successor of the Hanggara family!” replied Mr. Priangga again.
“Binar even wants if you can share Om Wira for his grandson only, Pah!” answer Binar again.
Binar did not want to immediately release the shares of the Hanggara family or sell them, if possible it was to be passed on to the child who is now in the care of Binar.
“We think about it later. When are you going to see Lana? The letter has been completed, right?” ask Mr. Priangga again.
“Tomorrow!” reply Binar.
After the official announcement from the government about the arrest of Mr. Wira. They'll also fire Lana soon.
“OK..!” replied Mr. Priangga patting Binar on the shoulder.
Outside the atmosphere was back. Mr. Priangga woke up without saying a word and left Binar first. Binar then glanced at his watch.
“Already at 12 nights?” gumam Binar notya soon after his father instead sat on the terrace of the stall daydreaming.
“I go home Papah or to town B well? Ck... when is the reason finished anyway? How many days is that?” sparkling
Binar is lazy to go home to Mr. Priangga, but it is very tiring if you have to go back to town B again, and tomorrow to the Capital again. Moreover, Isyana's breathing is not finished.
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Sister.. thank you, who have been faithful to follow Binar. Hehe.
Sorry the author is sick again, so do your best. Brother readers all take care of health. If you have already coughed hard to heal.