TRAPPED TOXIC BOSS
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BRACKET
The silence of the night was broken by the sound of a bottle hitting the wall in Simon's study. The jaw tightening with the glare of the giddy eyes seemed to want to pounce on its prey, with a pair of clenched hands full of vibrations all over the body.
Two men in all-black uniforms lowered their heads with their hands overlapping in front of their stomachs, standing not far behind them with their hearts full of misgivings.
"Until this second, you haven't found the girl, huh?"
His tone was not high, but the look on his face was very frightening for the two people standing behind him throwing gazes at each other as if seeking self-safety, from the question of a man in front of him.
"Where are your ears! Answer!" snapped the man standing in front of the two men in all-black suit. Sontak surprised the two.
"Ma-- sorry, boss," they said at the same time.
Simon sizzled cynically while ruffled around his waist, then approached two of his men. "I'm sorry?" reload Simon right in their ears.
Red was extinguished with a heavy breath, depicted on Simon's face, at this time. How the man was being overpowered by such high emotions. And wanted to immediately vent it on the two men in all-black uniforms in front of him. Simon leaned his face closer towards one of his men with both hands holding the man's head, then.
Dugh
A loud clashing sound was heard in the room.
Simon's head was smashed on his men's eyebrows.
Their hearts are bent with horror that begins to creep throughout the body. Cold sweat began to flow the bodies of the two men in all-black suit.
One hand of Simon quickly grabbed the chin of his dark-skinned men.
"Look for you to say sorry!" jolt Simon, then throw the man's chin.
"We will try again and soon find the girl, Boss," said the man who was lowered with his chin in Simon's grasp.
"Curtain!" Simon spit on the face of his men. "It's useless!"
PLAQUES
A loud slap hit the right cheek of the man, until his body moved. His ears immediately buzzed. Her cheeks felt sore.
Simon vented his anger on his men, because two hours ago Daniel called him. He learns that he has met a girl who is very similar to Maidina and asks the father to send his men to follow Maidina with Sagara. However, Simon's men did not manage to find him.
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Tonight, Dahlan becomes a driver who takes two passengers sitting in the back seat to Sagara's apartment. Behind his wheel Dahlan split the highway that had begun to be deserted from road users. But the night sky seemed so beautiful and calm.
But not in Maidina's mood, the girl since coming out of the wedding building Sagara's friend just sat quietly in the passenger seat with Sagara. His gaze felt empty, his eyeballs seemed to stare at the road through the four wheels. But his mind drifted somewhere. Since his meeting with Daniel a few hours ago, his heart has been unable to calm down.
Sagara's voice breaks the silence in a car traveling at medium speed. He asked the manager as well as his personal driver to turn his steering wheel to his favorite barrel, fried rice Pak Abdullah cooked using a stove stove with charcoal. It will taste better.
Sagara's request was approved by Dahlan. He turned his head for a moment towards Sagara who was sitting on the passenger bench, along with the gas pedal which he released slowly. The four-wheeled vehicle was also slow.
"Tumben, ask to stop by Mr Abdullah's place? Not full of stomach?" dahlan asked feeling suspicious of the Boss' request.
"Don't ask too many questions! Just drive the car in that direction, all right!" sahut Sagara's.
"Yes.. Ja.. That's aja sewot. Monyong's lips, "sobbing Dahlan while dismissing the vehicle on the side of a quiet road, there is only a food cart that began to empty its visitors.
After the car is parked safely by Dahlan. Sagara tells Maidina to replace her stilltto with flat sandals that are always available in the car.
The girl was only according to what Sagara ordered. Then, the handsome boss opened the door for Maidina and reached out to help the girl, who was a little troubled by her clothes. Without many words, Maidina received Sagara's helping hand and grasped it tightly.
"Thank you, Mas Bumi" Maidina said after being outside the car.
Sagara turned his head towards Maidina and smiled sweetly.
"Don't be too fond of affection, remember cameras are everywhere," the steamy-steamed Dahlan reminded the couple who again sought comfort of the heart.
"Do we really want to eat here, Mas Bumi?" Maidina still could not believe what she saw, at this moment.
"I'm also human, once enjoyed eating on the side of the road this is okay, right? Danger huh?" sergeant Sagara walked beside Maidina to Pak Abdullah's wagon, without letting go of his hand. Sagara is getting tighter grasping Maidina fingers.
"Pepet continue! Don't let it go of that hand!" Dahlan, who follows Sagara and Maidina, continues to protest loudly, seeing the friendly scene in front of her.
"Artists are eating on the edge of the got!" tease Dahlan on Sagara. But Sagara seemed to heed his ears from Dahlan's chirp. "What if Mr. Giordan sees all this, it could break the bones of this ekeuy!" like a broken radio, Dahlan's lips don't stop ringing, but Sagara doesn't care a bit.
Sagara took a plastic chair for Maidina to sit down and himself next to Pak Abdullah's fried rice wagon.
"The noodles are still there, sir?" sagara asked Mr. Abdullah who was standing in front of his selling cart and assisted by his son who was about eighteen years old was fanning the furnace to raise the fire.
"Still, Mas Sagara," Mr. Abdullah replied to Sagara's remarks while continuing to prepare Sagara's order. One serving of java fried rice and noodles kuah tung tung. Sagara called the tung tung noodles because in the selling cart Mr. Abdullah, there is an object hung on the handle of his cart, if the shake sounds tung tung tung.
"Jeez, Ciin. Why just order two twists? Tiyuuss ekeuy just bite the finger of the gicuu," Dahlan protested to Sagara who had been standing next to Mr. Abdullah.
"The chilli love that much aja has Dahlan," Sagara joking that immediately received the lips of his monyong Dahlan bint Dahlia.
"Mules mules deh, the habitat of the ekeuy inhabiting in the long intestine of the ekeuy!" sulcan Dahlan won't lose.
Mr. Abdullah could only laugh when he heard the absurd language of the Dahlan followed by his son who was fanning the furnace.
Seeing something glowing in Dahlan's eyes, immediately connected to his brain. Dahlan approached Mr. Abdullah's son. "Aauuww, Mr. Abdullah turned out to keep a shining diamond for the ekeuy," cried Dahlan who was immediately thrown shoes by Sagara.
"That's your mouth, don't put it on!" hardik Sagara glared at Dahlan.
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