
Thursday the scheduled departure of the Sultan to South Kalimantan was planned by his secretary. But, somehow his personal assistant was advancing one day ahead of his previous schedule. They should leave Friday tomorrow.
The Sultan did not suspect the slightest change, for him it was common. In the business world, a sudden change in schedule is common.
He also packed his things. There are household assistants who can do this, but the Sultan does not want to put additional burden on his ART that has been busy all day working.
In his opinion, the work he does is ordinary, can still be handled and handled easily. Hamidah's mother walked into her eldest son's room, and she saw that his son was packing some of his clothes.
The room that has a modern European style interior design combined with a little classic touch, becomes a place that becomes his favorite room if returning from his Office. He sat at the end of his son's king-size bed.
He helped to fold his son's clothes and said, "Sultan, Mother, please help you so that your business trip to Samarinda this time is postponed, son."
His face was hinting at something. The Sultan glanced at the woman who was already a big meritorious gave birth and raised it.
"Either why? you're not feeling well, son!" he said with a sad face.
The sultan stopped his activities, then sat down next to his mother. He held the hand of his mother who was still healthy and fit at the age that was quite mature and old.
"Mother, if this were not a very important job, I would definitely put it off" he replied, kissing the back of his hand.
"But, Son?" the look in his sad eyes wanted his son to agree and fulfill his request.
"Pray Sultan ya Bun, God willing, may the Sultan return home safely, amen," he replied with his eyes full of tenderness and affection.
"Amin ya rabbal alamin," Hamidah's mother embraced the body of her only son as if they were going to part far and long.
"Don't shed a single trace of this precious Mother's tears for things that are of no use," with her hand wiped away the trace of her mother's tears.
Elsewhere, in a luxury apartment, a woman who is under the fire of her lover.
"Darling what about our plan, has everything been prepared?" tanyanya who still enjoys the caress of her lover's hand on her innocent sexy body that is not wrapped in a thread.
"I have arranged everything very well even the police will not know if the accident was intentional," he replied, drowning his head among the Mount Bromo belonging to the girl of his heart.
"I can't wait to hear from people if he's dead" he said.
"You're patient, dear, one step away we'll succeed in mastering all of his countless treasures" with his thunderous voice filled the room.
They resumed their delayed game. Until their breath was wheezing and roaring so terribly they wrestled on his king size bed. Until the hot lava spray soaked and spouted into his deepest womb.
"Pelan-pelan darling remember there is your baby candidate in here," he said who stroked his stomach that was no longer flat.
The man immediately followed the steps of his beloved. His face was more radiant when there was something he felt movement from within his lover's stomach.
"It looks like he's kicking" he said again. His stomach was glazed by the light of the lamp. The man's face was filled with excitement as he touched his woman's distended stomach.
She loved him so much that he justified any means to make his woman his whole possession.
So with no conscience, will kill his best friend and CEO where he works and forget the services and kindness of his best friend so far.
To the next day, precisely Thursday Sultan and Martin left for Samarinda, East Kalimantan. Initially their journey went smoothly and smoothly without obstacles, until their plane had traveled quite a long distance of about half an hour. Their plane had already suffered a great disturbance and shock.
Suddenly the plane lost contact with the center, the engine suddenly suffered a breakdown. The plane was flying unstable as it was originally. To shake and make the Sultan surprised by the condition of his plane.
“What happened Martin?” his wonder asked by a private plane that he had just bought a few days from Germany.
Aircraft that have been tested to fly several times to the USA have never experienced or encountered any obstacles.
Earlier this morning he saw his mechanical team telling him that his private plane was in good shape and even very good. That's what made the Sultan distrustful, and if the plane had any damage.
“Sorry Boss,” he replied with his sneaky grin.
"What are you saying!! It's very impossible Martin, I'm going forward to immediately check what's really going on" he said
Sorry Boss,” replied with his sneaky grin.
“Sorry for what you're sorry for, come quickly and ask the pilot,” he said firmly and there was a slight stroke of worry on his face.
The plane lost control until in front of them there are beaches and towering mountains.
“Martin prepare a parachute for me,” he shouted in a slightly vibrating voice.
Martin only smiled cunningly at the Sultan. Martin approached the Sultan with a wicked laugh.
"You want this thing?" He swung the parachute in front of the Sultan.
Martin was fully dressed with a parachute and several safety devices wrapped around his athletic body.
“Sorry!! Sultan today is your last day in this world, and be prepared to meet your death,” he said who continued to walk near the Sultan with his sneaky grin.
The sultan who was trying to advance and take suddenly fell straight to the floor because both of his legs were unable to move in the slightest.
“What happened to my two legs, what is this?” sultan asked with a puzzled face and held a slight ache in his bones.
“Hahahaha, the drug has worked very well on your body,” he explained while stepping his feet Sultan to shout very loudly.
“Aaaahhhh!” The Sultan cried out in pain.
“Feel the consequences if you dare to fight me, one thing you should know, Selena your lover and fiancee is my lover too at this time and Selena is now three months pregnant,”.
Martin stomped on the Sultan's hand, until he turned his back. The Sultan tried to endure the pain of Martin's shoes. The pain was certain, but it was more pain that she felt after hearing that honesty. His pain was not comparable to the wounds felt by his heart.
His face grew pale and shocked at once in shock after hearing that bitter reality. That fact hurt her heart and her feelings. His loyalty all this time means nothing anymore.
"That's impossible!! I'm sure you must be lying by deliberately saying that, right?" Her screams of disbelief at what she heard on all fours attempted to get close to Martin.
Martin opened his photo gallery and showed a photo of his message with Selena, to the Sultan's face.
His eyes widened, his eyeballs perfectly rounded and reddish, his hands clenched tightly until the veins on his arms stood out clearly, his neck rising and falling which indicated that he was very angry.
The plane got closer to the mountain in a matter of seconds to be ready to hit the mountain. Airplanes are not perfect without being grounded by a pilot.