The Reprisal of Bully Victim Girl
Chapter 20

After selling some gold bars, Afran managed to buy a house on the outskirts of town.

Geet was overjoyed to enter an empty house.

"Gede is his home! We're gonna live here, aren't we, Fran?" Geet explored the contents of this one-story house.

"Yes. Now we first list the furniture we need to buy. This house has three rooms. Two rooms for us, another one we'll make our mission room." Afran checked the room one by one.

"What can I buy?"

Afran nodded. "Whatever you like."

Geet immediately jumped into Afran's arms until his legs floated up to the height of the man.

"A lot of happy?" Afran smiled back at his embrace.

"Yes, thank you, I've never owned a house, bought anything I like. I'm really happy..." Geet tightened his embrace.

"Yes, she was smiling. You have to inget me this guy, nempel-nempel gini I eat also lo ntar.."

Afran's threat makes Geet jerk hurriedly let go of his embrace, and keep his distance.

Afran laughed amusedly and ruffled Geet's hair in a fit of rage. "Handering, kali... Don't strain his face."

"Bluh..." Geet pinched Afran's waist in annoyance. He was already afraid to see the mischievous gaze of Afran who often teased him.

Afran took off his jacket and gasper. "Tonight we sleep the title of carpet first. Tomorrow we go to a furniture store near here to shop." Afran rolled out a carpet on the floor while lying in a bag of clothes.

Geet took off his jacket and sat down next to it while bending his knees and wrapping his hands around his knees.

"We're gonna make it, aren't we, Fran?"

"Hmm?" Afran closed his eyes.

Geet turned his head and frowned Afran was asleep. I felt tired for months, his mind.

He approached and removed Afran's glasses.

Thank you Fran, for being there for me.

He felt his life spirit returning with someone present for him.

Seeing Afran's sleeping face made Geet miss Huza.

He lay sideways looking at Afran's face.

Huza, I promise you will not waste the opportunity, because you never really left me, his mind.

He soon fell asleep.

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The atmosphere in Afran and Geet's house was very busy. Pickup cars arrive to deliver various furniture, ranging from beds, cabinets, sofas, tables, and others.

TV, AC, washing machine, refrigerator, and more.

Geet helps to arrange the position of the goods.

"New bride huh, Ma'am?" Ask the prankster.

"Young already in marriage, on success again, can buy any home. I've been married ten years still contracted."

Geet had no interest in chiming in and was busy opening the contents of many clothes ordered online.

He did not have time to go to the shop to pick and choose so ordered clothes that immediately filled his closet.

By late afternoon, everything was tidy and the cars had all left the house.

"Drink your tea first, Fran." Geet gave me a cup of tea.

Afran received and drank it. "Thanks yes. Moving house tired too."

Geet sat on the sofa while turning on the TV.

"Fran, where do we start now?"

Afran lined up the photo on the table and opened the cardboard.

"What tuh?" He immediately glared at the sight of five HP units. "Wow... What is so much??!!"

"It's disposable HP. If we want to act, we cannot leave a trace. One HP for one mission. After finishing one, it instantly crushed this HP and disposed of. Beres. We won't leave any traces."

Geet stared at the many HPs in the cardboard. "It's a shame HP was destroyed. You know not to buy one HP only I save a year. Now there's HP to be destroyed by doang."

Afran chuckles amusedly. "This one made you. I bought an HP couple for both of us."

Geet's eyes glared at the latest smartphone in white, with a pink case so sweet.

"Wahh for me?? Diihh is so cute. Certainly expensive."

Afran fiddled with his own HP which was the same as Geet's only navy blue. "It's just for the two of us to communicate. Inget, during the mission, you can not relate to anyone. Either Auntie Lo, or whoever. To keep us untraceable. For the sake of our mission we succeeded. Understood?"

Geet nodded obediently. "understand."

"Now we're setting up a plan. Who wants us executed first?"

Geet looked at the photo on the table and took a piece of the photo.

"Sir Dewo? She's messing with you with nawarin so sugar baby and lockin lo in her room?" Afran opened his laptop and searched for info on social media.

"I think I know how to bales him. The striped-nose man must have had a weakness."

Afran showed the photo on Pak Dewo's social media account. "Gue thinks this is his weakness."

There are family photos, Mr. Dewo with his wife and two teenage daughters and one boy.

"Pak Dewo must have covered his br*ngsek nature, so that in front of his family was so authoritative. Read comments from her children. As if he was the perfect father, the best. Now, we have to show you all the br*nsek Mr. Dewo with his family." Afran.

"It looks like mah. We paid a sexy woman to ruin her reputation on campus. And make his family gap him."

"That's why I called the team. We're not going to move on our own."

"Team?"

Shortly after, the door was knocked.

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