TRAGEDY AUGUST 13 '98
SECTION 013
Zaid grunting. “I'm on vacation. Isn't my time 2 months? Then, why are you coming now? I still have thirty days left.”
“This is very sudden and urgent, Zaid. I also do not want to interfere with your time, but, the superiors have told me to immediately convey this to you.”
The Emir took out a tablet he had hidden under a pile of towels he had brought in the cart.
“What's up?” once in a while, Zaid was seen by the female bartender and female attendant of the bar who teased Zaid, because he was always alone. Zaid simply replied with a slight smile.
And immediately reject it when there are women who have crossed the line.
Although he was on vacation, he still had to prepare for his misgivings, because it could have been the women were spy agencies who wanted to find out about Zaid.
That night Zaid was already very stoned. He spends a lot of whiskey glasses. Eyes sayup-sayup. Steps stagger. Walk back to his room.
Sometimes he almost hit the hotel visitors who passed in front of him. He just lowered his head and apologized for it, then walked towards his room.
Without changing his clothes and cleaning himself, Zaid immediately knocked down his body on the sofa. It is no longer strong to move because of the influence of alcohol.
tok! excuse me!
Someone knocked on Zaid's room door.
“Ah, shit! Who else is it?” resounding.
tok!! excuse me, Master!!!
“Job!!!!” Zaid's upset. He got up from the couch and opened the door.
“Sorry to interrupt, Sir. We are from room service.” A hotel waitress is standing right in front of the door of the hotel room. Gondrong hair and thick mustachioed.
“Basic, Handalous! You think I'm stupid?” Zaid pulled the arm of the Pramusaji. Removing the head cover. Pulling hair that turned out to be just a wig, and removing the thick mustache that was apparently an artificial mustache.
“Gosh, I got caught. Apparently you're quite observant, Zaid.” The Pramusaji turned out to be the Emir who was undercover at the hotel.
“What else now? What do you want me to do? Can't you not bother me? How did you know I was in this hotel? Are you following me?” said Zaid ketus. Back to the couch.
“Wah, look at you. You've had enough vacation for a whole month. Is it still lacking?” The Emir sat next to Zaid.
“There's enough time for you to take a vacation. You should get back to work. I'm here to give you a new mission. My job now is to give you a mission as well as become your manager.”
“There is one of our agents that is eliminated. She disappeared without a trace after sending this email.” The Emir showed Zaid the contents of the email.
Container truck number 52445 headed for Istanbul, on June 1. Carrying one of the three Buddha statues. You must find the three statues.
That's how the text of the message from one of the agents that disappeared it.
“Buddhist Statue?” Zaid doesn't understand.
“Yes, you'll know for yourself later. Importantly, we're tracking the container truck from the agent's lead.”
Zaid took a long breath. “Lantas, what is my new identity? And what mission is this?”
“Surely, you will be someone who no one recognizes you.” The Emir gave Zaid glasses.
Take a camera, then take a picture of Zaid who has been wearing glasses for his new identity.