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“Drrrttt..”

The vibration of the cellphone that repeatedly disturbed the comfort of sleep Hendrik. I don't want him to look for his phone.

Without opening his eyes, his hands fumbled about the place around him. After finding the box

flattening hers, she shifted the green button. Simply use feelings, without looking.

“Hallo,” said in an indistinct voice, typical of people waking up.

“You're still sleeping, huh?” ask the person who called.

“Hooh. I'm still sleepy, here. Not important? If it does not matter, I just matiin, yes,” said Hendrik still with a closed voice.

“If it doesn't matter, it won't be a phone call,” grumbled that person.

“Hem, yes, true. What business?” ask Hendrik.

“Open your eyes first! If necessary, wash your face first!” the orders of the person across were firm.

Hendrik blinked his eyes. He rubbed his eyes a few times. Once he knew who was calling, Hendrik jumped in shock. The sleepiness disappeared instantly.

“Gosh! Sorry, I'm sorry, Mr. Candra. I don't mean to be insolent,” said Hendrik.

“Hmm, did you not sleep all night?”

“Eee. Last night I stayed up for a screenplay, Mr.”

Mr. Candra chuckled at Hendrik's explanation.

“Indeed you want to make a movie? I'm ready to be a producer then. I made the artist,” said Mr. Candra.

“Ah, Master is good at mocking me. O yes, how about my plan?”  ask Hendrik.

Mr. Candra knitted her eyebrows. He did not understand what Hendrik meant.

“Which plan? Last night you just talked for my help. Our conversation was interrupted because I received a call from my business partner,” said Mr. Candra.

Hendrik patted his forehead. He had forgotten that he had not explained anything to his boss.

“Ah, sorry I forgot. Look, Mister. It's about the weirdness of the report that Ms. Via found. We've been

trying to dismantle the actor and director of engineering of this report,” said Hendrik.

“Aahh, since you used the term film only. Who's brain? Meet yet? Or new croconya?” cecar Mr. Candra.

“The identity of his brain is already in the bag. Son of Beno. We haven't caught him. Our guess, he did it out of revenge, his father was thrown into bui.”

“Why don't you guys catch it?” chase Mr. Candra.

Hendrik breathed deeply.

“With this condition, he can harm others. He still has power and hostages,”

Hendrik.

“Sandera? Who do you mean?” ask Mr. Candra worried.

“Family of PT Wijaya Kusuma employees. Therefore, we are careful in acting so that there are no casualties. Let alone an innocent person, not knowing anything.,” replied Hendrik.

“Kukira family Via. I've been very worried”

“Then what's your plan?”

“We disable Dika first. Make the clinic and show room his car collapsed. When he's in a mess, we kidnap him, release the hostages. Dika also need to be taught a lesson.”

Mr. Candra chuckled at Hendrik's explanation. He understands the abilities of his children who are in the front guard.

“Continue, what's your problem? Aren't you used to handle this kind of thing?”

“The problem is with Edi, sir. He does not want to have problems with the prospective wife as well as the family of his future wife. Kan Dika is the Ratna. Means distant brother Mira, wife of Edi,” explained Hendrik.

Mr. Candra commented on the thin smile on his face that still shows good looks at a young age.

“Oh, so last night you called me to make trouble like this?”

“Hehe..iya Sir.  Because Dika still has a relationship with Ratna, Edi is afraid he can get into trouble.”

“Send data stall si Dika! The complete! Dika's business, you'll finish it yourself later. Understand?”

“Ready, Sir!”

After a short conversation, their conversation ended. Hendrik immediately looked for Edi.

“Jeez, 10 o'clock apparently. The kids do not exist. He's hungry again. Huff, instant noodles deh.”

***

In the beige wall-painted room, a man sat down in front of his laptop service. He parhaatikn

constantly writing on his laptop screen. Occasionally his hands wipe the sweat on the face, In fact, there is an AC

lit.

“Hah! Why is it like this? Can go out of business if gini continues,” hiss the man.

The man's face became more and more tangled. He rubbed his hair with his left hand.

The knock on the door made him try to neutralize his face.

“Log in!”

“Ma—maaf, Mr. Dika. Mr. Anwar just called, he canceled a meeting with Mr. Yang

it should be later afternoon.”

“Hmmm, then when?”

“Ti—no” replied the girl stammered.

“What do you mean no?” ask Dika growled.

“Be—he did not delay but cancel, Sir,” replied in fear.

“Brakkk!”

Dika kicked the table. The girl in front of him was getting scared. He was in a hurry, excuse me.

“What is this? Why all the sudden cancel the cooperation plan, attract investment, ... Aaaahhh, headache.”

Various problems whack Dika repeatedly. It's starting to get frustrated.

"Why is it like this? Is there a connection with Wijaya Kusuma that I'm talking about? Who is behind Via and Farhan? If only old Probo, it is impossible to influence investors and clients like this. Okay, maybe I'll use my hostage tomorrow. They didn't know I had the ultimate weapon of their employee's family. Wait for my vengeance!"

When there was a notification of the post, he raised with a feeling that was still filled with annoyance and disappointment.

“Hallo!” his voice sounded like a snarl.

“Hallo also Mr. Dika. How are you doing? Why is your voice like that? Where's your hospitality?”

Dika took a deep breath, trying to get rid of his emotions.

“Sorry, I'm in a lot of trouble,” hiss.

“What's up? You lost the investors, hemm?” ask the gentleman across.

“I—iya. Sorry, who am I talking to?” ask Dika.

“You don't need to know. You know enough that people will pick the fruit that is planted. Who sows, he reaps.”

Dika's forehead wrinkled up to digest the sentence. He tried to remember the owner of the voice. Honey, he didn't find it either.

“What do you mean Sir?” Dika started to raise his tone.

“You picked the wrong opponent, Mr. Dika. Just wait for your destruction. Tomorrow it continues. Prepare.”

The phone call was decided unilaterally.  Dika's emotions are seeping up. His hands shook with anger.

“Prang!”

The pen he slammed onto the floor.  Then, at a quick pace, Dika left his office with a dead red face.

Five minutes later, the man was behind the wheel. His red sports car soon darted over the asphalt.

As he drove, he contacted his friend to meet at the bar. That place was Dika's favorite place to spend time while gathering with her friends and at a time when her mind was confused.

Until the night, Dika was at that place with his close friend. Empty bottles adorning their tables were soon replaced with new ones.

Dika's face was already red.  His friends have forbidden him from drinking alcohol. But Dika doesn't care. By drinking, he could forget his problem.

He picked up his phone after repeatedly hearing the call notification.

“Hallo!” he said with a snarl.

“Tu—tuan, anu Tuan..” the voice across sounded nervous.

“Say it clearly! Don't make me angry!” Dika's voice tone was getting higher.

“I-iya. I—itu, mo—mobil warehouse on fire,.”

“What?!” Dika.

“Iya, Sir. Now the damkar officer is still trying to extinguish the fire.”

“Crazy! Who's messing with me!” yell Dika.

Dika's hand swept the bottles standing on the table.

“Prang!!”

Dika's friend was surprised. They tried to calm the man down.

“Gu-car warehouse on fire. I should how? Who would dare to play me? You must accept the consequences! Justjust look. Haha.... Being fought!” said Dika while staggering out.

“Dika, wait! Where are you going? You're drunk, don't drive!” one of Dika's friends.

Dika did not care about his friend's warning. He kept walking towards his car. Dika's friend who wants to prevent is actually encouraged to fall down. Finally, Dika drove his car towards the burning warehouse.

Red sports car back on the runway through the night. He doesn't care how fast it is. Under alcohol, he drove the car without heeding traffic signs.

At the crossroads, the red light is on. Dika did not see it, keep pushing the red. Right in the middle of the intersection, a boxcar hit from the right side.

Dika's car was thrown a few meters. Ringsek. While the crashing box car kept driving because the traffic was quiet, there were no other vehicles.

***

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