The True Bucin Pay Killer
Chapter 7
The doctor enters and immediately injects anesthesia on Alina so that she is calm and not hysterical anymore by wondering about Raka continuously on Verdant.
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Bonavista Lebak Bulus Apartment.
Raka kicked out the room that had two doors on the top floor of Bonavista's apartment.
BRACKET!
It appeared that the members of the White Tiger gang were standing and their higher-ups were circling the round table while playing gambling and drinking hard.
All eyes were directed towards Raka. They assume the Group's eternal boss came alone. In fact from the right and left side of the entrance neatly men in red suits.
The atmosphere inside the room that was quite large was instantly tense. Everyone fell silent and stared intently at Raka.
Without further ado with a cold face, Raka quickly grabbed the gun behind her waist and pulled the trigger very quickly.
DOR'S!
One of the top brass of the White Tiger gang immediately fell backward with a forehead pierced by bullets and red liquid gushed into the air.
All the higher-ups including the leader of the White Tiger gang had their guts immediately squealed after Raa had exiled one of their 10 higher-ups.
“Ampuni we big boss!” Nine people immediately ran in front of Raka and kowtowed before her.
For Raka they are just ants that deserve to be stepped on, because it has disturbed the people he loves the most.
“Ampun, cih! You guys are not so good at taking care of your men. I've been kind enough to give you guys a spot, but you don't know yourself!” geram Raka's.
DOR'S! DOR'S!
All the high-ranking White Tiger gang members were mercilessly executed by Raka and got a shot right on their foreheads.
Vincent who was behind Raka was almost pissed to see Raka give off a killing aura ten times that of before.
The Raka that Vincent sees today is like an angel of death who never compromises in taking lives.
“Stop them all and acquisition of this apartment soon!” raka whispered while patting Vincent on the shoulder and making the body of the purple-haired man shudder in horror.
Vincent waves a hand to order all Raka's forces to finish off all White Tiger gang members wherever they are.
After that Raka took a cigarette in her black suit and lit the cigarette. The shadow of a smile on Alina's face began to haunt her.
Finally Raka decided to go to a place in Indramayu. If the mind is very chaotic, then the place can be a mainstay place to calm down.
In a Toyota Vellfire driven by his men. Raka changed her clothes with a simple t-shirt, in the form of training pants and white shirts and sneakers.
“Young master, where are you going?” ask the driver named Kumardi.
“Take me to Beos Station. Don't tell anyone I went to Beos Station, okay!” tell Raka in a cold tone.
“Ba-good, young master!”
Kumardi also drove his car as fast as possible to split the streets of Jakarta which began to be rather crowded. To get Raka to Beos Station.
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The exhausted Raka fell asleep at the Station after her train arrived at one night at the Station Filled.
Raka has no money or smart phone. He was only three pairs of clothes in his little carry bag and sandals.
“Hoaaam! Well-witted to sleep last night,” muttered Raka while yawning.
Instantly, he immediately stopped yawning when he remembered Alina's face, “May you be okay, dear,” murmured.
Raka stepped out of the crowded Teri station in the morning. Because it is next to the market filled.
However, all pairs of women's eyes were fixed on Raka as the slanted-boned man exited the Teri Station area.
Not a single pair of eyes blinked looking at Raka's good looks. Even their saliva was dripping profusely at both corners of their respective lips.
Raka remained cool and did not care, until approached by one of the motorcycle taxi drivers at Terisi station, “Ojek mas?” he smiled with a friendly smile.
“You are sir.But I don't bring any money. My money is up,” Java Raka with a thin smile.
“Where are you going?” ask again the taxi driver.
“Ke village Mundakjaya block Munjul sir. Want to meet an old friend, that's Cungkring rice boss sir. Father knows?” answer Raka.
“Oalah boss friend Cungkring boss.Yes I have delivered, let's ride! I happen to want to go home too, because I got a lot. Cungkring boss is a neighbor of the father,” invite Mr. Tukan Ojek named Sarmili.
“Oalah, thank you very much sir. Later I owe first the same Cungkring when it reaches his house to pay the cost of the father,” reply Raka who has begun to subside his mind from the memory of Alina.
Raka also rode a motorcycle and talked with Mr. Sarmili, so it did not feel that he had arrived in front of the Cungkring house that looked very majestic, even though it was in a village.
Cungkring was playing and whistling with the birds in front of his house. He only wears a white sarong and tank top, his skin tanned, a bald head with a crosswise mustache.
“Abel!” raka shouted in a shrill voice and made Cungkring shocked half to death.
Cungkring's real name was Abel Prasetya, but Raka and everyone who knew him called him Cungkring.
“Damn you Raka! Shucks!” rutuk hard Cungkring with irregular kembis chest and continued, “Ngapain you are here? Don't tell me to break up. Bullshit boy as handsome as you break up keep running away here.”
“Aish, you are a rich shaman. I salute you, hahaha …. Here give me money to pay this father!” pinta Raka by thrusting hands in spoiled style on Cungkring.
“Aish-aish ... The number one richest person in Indonesia asked me for money. Kemplu you Raka.” Cungkring immediately curled Raka's neck and clocked her head repeatedly.
Raka and Abel are like brothers. Abel contributed a lot to Raka when she was a new assassin, she always treated Raka when Raka got serious injuries.
But since Raka made a lot of money from killing bad politicians, he asked Abel to return to his village in Indramayu, and set up a rice milling business.
As a result, Abel's efforts are very advanced and he became the richest person in Indramayu today, but Abel is not a person who loves the world, all his income is always distributed to people who are more in need. This magnificent house is also originally owned by Raka, because Raka who gave money to Abel to build a house that is worthy enough for Abel.
“Pak, thanks ya!” Raka gave 1 million to Sarmili and the middle-aged man felt like he wanted to lose his heart.
"M-m-mas i-this is the most, the cost is only 10 thousand," replied Sarmili who wanted to faint.