The Plan Of Masked Man
Opponent's gnk plan

A woman in sexy clothes and unraveled hair, a cigarette tucked in her red lips. The woman sat in a chair facing the window. A man with a mustache and old-fashioned clothes sat next to the woman while playing a wine glass at the table. While the last seat was still empty, up to ten minutes passed. The sound of a shoe beating approached the direction of the emergency meeting.

A man with a mask, a modern appearance and a fragrant branded perfume stopped just below the chandelier. "What's wrong?"

"Welcome sir, you finally want to get out of the medi. It's time to end this old drama. Will you join?" hatch the sexy woman without staring at the man who is still standing.

The masked man's footsteps walked up to the table and pulled the chair with his left hand. Sitting in style like a big boss, the face of the mustachioed man was still indifferent without glancing at the masked man. The masked man's left hand was placed on the table while tapping on the table in rhythm. "What are your plans?"

"It all depends on the play of the Jelita, what about the task. Isn't that Jelita?" asked the man in a mustache and sipped the wine back.

The masked man allowed the sexy woman to begin the discussion of the plan through his hand gestures. Jelita took a glass of wine from the middle of the table, threw half a cigarette on the floor and stepped on the cigarette with a shoe pad. "All is in my hands, they don't know if I'm an intruder. Your tactics are amazing, no one realizes that I was part of the tragedy of that poor girl. It's just that since morning I haven't seen the man, do you guys know where he is? And one more thing, try checking out the mansion on street xxx."

"I'll check it out myself, then what about you Sam? What's your plan?" asked the masked man to turn towards the man with the mustache.

The wine glass was still Sam's toy, his mind divided yet with a single breath. Sam changed his facial expression to serious. "I've set up a trap to end this old drama. Jelita's job is to bring the target up to the meeting point, I'll come myself. No more secrets, it's time to reveal the whole truth in the brengs3k man's life!"

"Ck.. Ck.. ck.. Apparently there are still those who failed to move on. Better watch out for your feelings, man!'' jelita shook her head in surprise at Sam's blind love.

Sam snorted sharply, his feelings no one else's business. " Want me to cut off your tongue?''

"Dare to? You forgot who I am!" challenge Jelita by returning Sam's stare more sharply.

"Ekhem!"

One deheman made Sam and Jelita throw each other's faces away, the masked man's left hand raised and removed the mask on his face with a single pull. Putting his mask on the table, now a face with burns and scratches on the man's face. Never mind handsome, even his face is like a grated coconut without feeling and creepy. Only his eyes were still safe, anyone who saw his real face would definitely be blurred or disgusted.

"Let's finish this drama tomorrow night! I'll make the plan myself, you look at me!" hatch the ugly guy with a bluff.

One jolt, made Jelita and Sam stare at the masked man who had already shown his true face. The face is destroyed without even being touched by plastic surgery, the face is the result of one action in the past.

Because of the bad face, the mask is always the mainstay. "Are you guys scared? Isn't this your advice."

"I'm not afraid, but better put your mask back on. Didn't I repeatedly ask you to do plastic surgery! But you always refuse on the grounds it's not over." Jelita scouts ugly men with a satirical tone.

Sam chose to be a listener but not his mind. One memory appeared, a glimpse of the shadows of some unfamiliar figures flashed. Giving a real show is like a dream. Memories that became the beginning of meeting him with a man of bad looks, who is now a partner in his crimes.

Flasbacks

After the news of AK's death was announced, the media crew aggressively presented the news of the departure of the number one businessperson in the city of Y and within a day the news became a trending topic. Funeral can be said to be enough in padati by colleagues and also the surrounding community, the generosity of an AK becomes a role model.

But the cemetery seems very closed, because it is guarded by many police. The mourners could only come and pray at the door of the night, as he knew. All are mere settings and AK is still alive, but who keeps the tomb? The answer is the man who is now in front of Sam. How can you stand up and breathe? Of course because Sam did save the life of the ugly man in front of him.

Plaac……

"Are you crazy? Why slap me?" sam exclaimed with shocked eyes as his cheeks received a touch of love from Jelita.

Jelita grunted miserably. It could be that Sam daydreamed not knowing the time and place, especially the sharp gaze of a bad man still does not subside. "Where is your brain traveling huh! Don't pervert. I'm not your taste."

"WHAT'S?" Sam raised an eyebrow because he did not understand the strange words from Jelita's lips.

Intentions wanted to avenge Sam, but the ugly man's hand had been lifted and gave the code to be silent. "I can burn you without waiting for tomorrow, so stop your unqualified debate! Now, listen to what my plan is."

"Okay. Tell!" sam and Jelita answered almost simultaneously.

The fine laborer man propped up his chin with his left hand, a sharp gaze and a serious aura. "My plan…."