
"Woy ...! anj*ng kampr*t bab*! my eyes, c*k!"
Clara was satisfied, seeing the one who did the paint calling on her to hold the pain, because her eyes were sprayed with antiseptic liquid. "Next time, do not siulin other girls and women! where are his lustful eyes, ish!" cetus Clara's.
"That's why you are, Mba!" the pervert approached Clara, about to land a raw bogem.
However, no time for raw bogeman to touch the face, there was a hand that appeared from behind Clara. The hand withstood the blow, making the pervert grimace in pain, as his hand was twisted.
"Pardon Bang Toni, pardon ...!"
Toni taught that pervert a lesson. Clara who saw Toni's presence, was made dumbfounded. Then the pervert fled.
"Lho's? Mr Toni, how come you're here?"
"Yes, Non Clara. I was just passing by. Non, where are you going? let me deliver!"
"Eh, that's .. I'd like to meet Hamzah's mas at a restaurant near here, sir."
"Yes already, Non. Let me deliver! incidentally, I got on a bike."
Clara simply nodded, and walked after Toni. After riding the motorbike, the two sped away towards the destination.
Shortly thereafter, Clara arrived at the resto page. Tony chose to wait on the bike. While Clara, immediately rushed in, looking for her brother's whereabouts.
"Mas Hamzah ...!" exclara exclaimed, when she arrived at the private room of the restaurant. "Lho, is there Mas Aslan too?"
"Yes, Deck. There is something important, which we should discuss together. Go, here!" sahut Hamzah, pointing at the chair next to him, so that Clara would sit down immediately.
Clara walked up to Hamzah, and sat down nearby. Then, he put the bag, on his lap. "What's up, Mas Hamzah ... Mas Aslan?"
Hamzah and Aslan answered in turn. Then, Aslan explained, also showed evidence of Iyan's crime, which was in the form of a video.
While Hamzah, he asked his sister to think about giving Iyan a lesson. That is, by reporting Iyan to the authorities.
Clara weighed the words Hamzah and Aslan. He was disappointed, but it was not until the heart to imprison two people who had succeeded in making him very hurt and hurt.
"Mas Hamzah .. I'm afraid that if I report Iyan, Iyan's parents will demand our family back" Disha said, hesitating.
"You don't have to worry, Clara. I will always protect you ...!" aslan's Clumsiness.
"Beforehand, Aslan ...! You're this, actually gonna wear me or me anyway?"
"Yes, right. I'm also sometimes confused with Mas Aslan, who sometimes says I am, sometimes says I am," said Clara, with a paled face.
Aslan took a deep breath, then took it out. "Actually, there are certain times, to call myself by me, or me."
"Huh?" said Hamzah and Clara, compact frowned.
"Hahaha ...!" Aslan let out a laugh, looking at the confused expression of the two brothers.
"But now I laugh. What the hell, Mr Aslan? uh," chirped Clara, who then shut her mouth.
"That's it, Dek. That's not important for now. Now, the important thing is to teach Iyan a lesson" Hamzah said. His face looked serious as he spoke.
Then, Clara and Aslan nodded steadily. The three begin to set a plan, to avenge Iyan's actions.
"Okay fix ...! I understand, Mas Hamzah ... Aslan. Now, I'm going home first, yeah!" clara exclaimed, feeling pleased, because the discussion of her plan had been completed.
"Well, how are you, Dek? You go home with this Mas-mu, you know!"
"Owell," said Clara, patting her eel. "Yes yes, Mas Hamzah, sorry .. I forgot," he said.
"Yes, Mr. Aslan ...!" answer Clara and Hamzah compact.
Hamzah, Clara, and Aslan laughed. Then, Aslan came out first, followed by Hamzah and Clara.
Arriving at the parking lot, Aslan thanked Toni. "If there were no Toni, Clara would be in danger."
"Yes, Sir. What matters is that it is safe now. You want to go home?"
"Of course, Mr. Toni! but, I want to ride the bike yes, sir. Just bring my car!" aslan's Word.
Toni initially felt bad, because Aslan chose to ride a motorcycle, not a car. But, Aslan assures Toni, if today, he is free to do anything. Toni gave him the motorcycle he had brought.
Aslan saw Hamzah and Clara were already starting to get close to the exit. He hid first, so that no one would be suspicious of his behavior.
***
A few days later, Aslan, who was sitting in his study, became even more excited. Just now, he got word from Toni, that Iyan had been taken to the police station. Quickly, he informed Clara.
"Hello, Clara ...!"
"Yes, Aslan, what's wrong?"
"Your report to Iyan, has already begun to be dealt with. Just now, I got information, that Iyan's been taken to the police station."
"Eh, is that true?"
"Yes, Clara. Also tell your brother, yes!"
Clara nodded, though invisible to Aslan. "Well, mas Aslan. I'll tell Hamzah mas."
Phone connection disconnected. A relieved look, seen on Aslan's face. Then, Aslan prepared to leave.
***
"Mas ... Mas Hamzah ...! Where the hell is Hamzah?" clara exclaimed, looking for Hamzah's whereabouts. He nodded, while continuing to walk.
Hamzah was sitting in the backyard, enjoying a cup of coffee. He deliberately did not answer his sister's call. Maryam who happened to sit with Hamzah, shook her head in wonder, seeing Hamzah's ignorance.
"Oh my goodness, Mas Hamzah ...! I called from just now to be quiet anyway?!" pissed off Clara, with a waist-tight.
"Mother too. Why are you silent?" Clara put on a face.
Hamzah laughed, looking at the behavior of his sister. Unlike Maryam who immediately stood up to Clara and invited her to sit.
Hamzah was satisfied, managed to prank his sister. While Clara, who was still with a thin face, told her mother and sister, about the news she got from Aslan.
Maryam agreed, with the actions taken by Clara. He wants, Iyan get the punishment.
"Later, we go to the police station together huh, ma'am ... Deck ...!" the edict of Hamzah, which was immediately embraced by Maryam and Clara.
While talking, suddenly the sound of a car horn. Gegas, the three, Maryam, Hamzah and Clara, got up from their seats, then ran to the main door.
After the door opened, the three of them were shocked to see who was coming. After Maryam, Hamzah and Clara looked at each other with confused looks, Maryam finally invited her guests to enter the house.
Hamzah and Clara, whispering, guessed the purpose and purpose of their guest's arrival this morning. But, Maryam immediately rebuked the behavior of her two children, because it was considered impolite.
'Oh, what is this guy here anyway? You uninvited guest!' annoyed Clara in heart, her hands were folded to the front of her chest.
Clara and Hamzah, both put on a dislike face, on the guests who came.