Tough Widow
Caught

A few minutes later, Wendi returned and pretended to pat her pants pocket. Ding. As if looking for something missing. Go in again and check his seat.

''What are you looking for, sir?'' ask the coffee seller friendly.

''So I put the phone here and I forgot to bring it, but why is it not there now?'' ask Wendi seriously.

''Wow, sorry I don't know, just take an empty cup of used coffee Father already no hp there. Is it possible to fall on the road?'' The seller was also anxious and confused, to lift the merchandise to help find.

The entire stall was also in a frenzy. Except for one guy who seemed to be enjoying his black coffee. It was as if nothing had happened while everyone was panicking.

''Did I see my phone?'' Finally Wendy asked.

''No,'' his answer was concisely dense and clear.

''Okay, maybe it's not my fortune.'' Wendi went back out and got into the car. He tried to call his phone number which is now out of nowhere.

Some people looked at the visitors who were in the corner.

''Mas, hp you ring, lift dong noisy,'' said one visitor who felt uncomfortable.

Instantly the man sitting alone reached into his cell phone from his pants pocket and saw a flashing name.

It's because I don't go to school, I can't read. What name is this?

The man scratched his head which was indeed itchy because of the lice. Pay for the drink with two thousand bills and then get out. No matter the seller's important shout he had already obtained a valuable item.

''Shit ''Say. I can't wear it, maybe Joni can.'' Put it in again and walk. A small run towards the headquarters that are often occupied to spend his time.

Wendi got out of the car and quietly followed the man after calling the police. He does not want to take risks and will take the fast track, because many people are ready to be witnesses later at the police station.

''Dark again.'' Wendi entered a narrow alley, no lights were lit. It seemed like the residents in that place were already on a sleep, deserted. Only the sound of night bugs could be heard making ear noises.

''I have to be careful, maybe he was suspicious of me.''

Wendi stopped her steps. Suddenly the fur stood up as it blew in the wind from the opposite direction. He opened his cell phone again to make sure that the police were almost there.

Continuing his steps approached the lights in an empty house that was open. Peering behind a wall ensures that there are really people, not kuntilanak or any other dedemit.

The sound of a crisp laugh from there made Wendi more convinced that the people were pickpockets that the residents meant.

''You are such a fool, so the school can read, '' ridiculed a tall and skinny man.

''It's too late. I can't read but I'm happy, every day I can eat good food from copetan, '' said the man who holds a nice and expensive phone in his hand. That is Wendi's cell phone that was accidentally left in the stall.

''When you wake up, Met. Looks like we have to repent before the death picks up, said the man with a sideburner who stood on his back to Wendi.

''I don't want to. After all, if we repent, we will only work as porters for a small fee, '' reject the man called, Met.

''Better you repent, or I will turn you over to the police, said Wendi to everyone's surprise.

They looked at each other and then looked at Wendi with a sly smile.

''Who do you dare to rule us.'' Pointing at his chest as if nothing had defeated him.

''I am nobody, but I have the right to wake you up. That's my phone, give it back or you'll be in jail.'' Threatened.

''You want this?'' said challenging.

Wendi nodded kindly.

''If you want this please take it, '' his tease again.

Really, this is not a job Wendi should be pleasantries with people who are not among his circles. He felt bored with the task of Angga that was beyond his reasoning.

I'm not a bodyguard but why was I given this kind of assignment?

There was a bit of fear that alighted to see the enemy walking towards him. His head chirped to play violence, cold sweat that poured into evidence of his fear that increasingly burst.

However, it will stand tall if it concerns about documents or laptops and brain draining work.

''This is your phone, right? Take, '' challenge Memet who is standing not far from Wendi.

I have to dare to fight it. He's even a fool who can't read. Yes, I lost.

Wendy stepped forward. Stretched his hand towards the phone that was in Memet's hand. The eyes of the two looked at each other and were filled with meaning.

However, just as his hand was about to touch the flat object, Memet immediately pocketed it again. Irritatingly.

''I am the ruler of this place, so you don't mess around.'' Memet pointed at Wendi's already deathly pale face. A little lucky the lights were dim, which meant they saw a slightly faint Wendi.

Where the hell are the cops? Wasn't he close to the area?

After spinning her over-intelligent brain, Wendi has a way to subdue Memet. Fortunately, he had listened to their story inside.

''I have a lot of money, if you can answer my question then all my money will be yours, Wendi said taking out her very thick wallet.

Both eyes were stunned to see the wallet in Wendi's hand. It was as if he had found a treasure.

''What is it?'' tanya Memet seriously.

''If there is a letter m connected with e connected again with m then e again and added t it read what?'' tanya Wendi folded her hands together.

Some of the people behind Memet laughed a little at the confusion of the friend.

The atmosphere that was once gripping now changed with laughter like watching a comedy.

Memet turned to his friends who seemed to be struggling. They seem to tell but not understood.

''You dare to deceive me?'' screeched Memet after not knowing the answer.

Wendi smiled, the one who was going to throw them in jail broke his intentions. Miris with the condition of those who do not understand read write.

''I never fooled people. I just feel sorry for those of you who can't read. Now, give me that phone and you'll be safe or you'll be __"

"This place has been surrounded, '' said a heavy voice from the back, front, and side. The sound of gunfire accompanied Memet and his friends were surprised. He couldn't turn his mouth when he saw some police officers pointing guns at him.

Wendi smiled triumphantly, but there was something else that made her feel full, which was about those who were ignorant.