When Teacher Meets Pilot 2

When Teacher Meets Pilot 2
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"Ga Ma, Tiara and Yundhi, he's fine," Yundhi replied to the Mama, his salivary was bitter as the lie was said, "Yundhi same Tiara tipped Ed, maybe we'll be home a while, Yundhi wants babymoon with Tiara."


Connection interrupted.


Yundhi limps down on Reyhan's couch. Until now he does not know where and how his wife is. The lie must be done so that Citra does not panic. If the people of his house know that Tiara was kidnapped, it could be that Ranti's hang will recur.


Yaris prepared himself as if he were going to face a fierce battle, his body was covered in a bulletproof vest and covered in a jacket. So's Rey. But they're still stuck in that room. Almost desperate, when the day has gone by. Yundhi's phone received no response from the kidnapper leaving a mobile number. Their men out there have not managed to find any trace of Tiara.


Yundhi was tired, but if Tiara hadn't met, how could she have calmed down. The anger in his heart is still burning, if you want to rampage even by ransacking the entire city will be in vain, if you do not know for sure the position of the wife.


"Wait, wait, wait, I hope I didn't read it wrong, Bro!" Yaris yelled at Yundhi with a cell phone in hand, "My man managed to track down the last traces of your wife."


Yundhi immediately stood up straight, approaching Yaris who was afraid to move in surprise. He thought that if he moved, the red marks would disappear from his phone.


On Yaris' phone was a rough map with red marks on one spot. Yundhi robs Yaris' phone, closely observing the clues in his hand. With the knowledge he had Yundhi tried to translate the location the point was located in.


"Hacker you got a certificate?" Tanya Yundhi hesitated.


Yaris was stunned, breathing out a rough sigh.


"He's the guy who broke into one of the private banks yesterday that went viral."


Yundhi shock's.


"Okay, we're moving!"


Hope begins to grow, although uncertain, at least Yundhi now has a purpose where to look.


"Lo don't wear the gear first?"


"Gue's on the street, Ris, you're driving."


Yundhi ran first after Rey and Yaris at the back for carrying a weapon in a large suitcase. Their behavior is enough to attract the attention of hospital visitors who are starting to get crowded. But the three friends don't care. Especially Yundhi, he almost several times hit the hospital staff who were milling.


The next minute they were in the car. Yaris who is in his interest as a driver has occupied his position.


"Rey you brought medical equipment?" yundhi asked in between his activities wearing a bulletproof vest.


"Safe."


"Earphone?"


"Our father is wearing, you doang is not yet." circus Yaris.


"Road bro!"


***


The place they were going to was outside the city. Yundhi had yet to get a clear picture of how the place really was. His most powerful guess was that it was an unused building. In order to get a clearer picture, Yundhi asked Yaris' men to scan the place through satellite monitoring or anything that could clarify their terrain.


"Still far away Bro?"


"An hour is possible, if it goes well."


"Have you tried to call that motherfucker again?"


"Just like, you won't pick up, I'll call you later."


In Yundhi's heart pray that they are on target. Yundhi had also requested that the number be tracked, but had not succeeded. The hacker said the number was like having a protector to keep it from being tracked, it took time to crack it. And a time like this tests Yaris' patience which is already thin like paper. The phallus did everything very neatly.


Yaris' phone in Yundhi's hand rang. Some information came in.


Yundhi scrunched his forehead.


"What's? Do not swallow the info itself right again like gini," said Yaris, afraid that his best friend was acting without involving him.


"That place, the point where Tiara is now," pause, tightness dominates Yundhi's chest, "the former warehouse of my Papa expedition was."


"The car you see through the cctv of the building next to the hospital is also there."


Silence snatched in the space of the four-wheeled vehicle. One reality hit all three. Linga is still with his obsession, becoming the shadow of Prasetya.


"You know now our field? It could be a lot of guarding, going there would be the same as being dead silly."


"Then what?"


"We go in another way, there's another empty building in front of the warehouse, we turn around later, cover the car on the side of the road. The position of the empty building is higher, you and Rey monitor from the top, I'm ready to enter, understand? Don't need to get to the details."


***


"Mama called Yundhi?" Hans at the dinner table desperately hid his panic, he had an uneasy feeling about the child.


"Udah, earlier, very early in the morning, he said he was the same Tiara all right, tipped Ed, said he wanted a babymoon, you really, you son, can't see the wife idle."


Somehow Hans was the opposite in translating the message given by Yundhi through Citra. He also knows who the child is facing . Long before Hans had known of the return of Lingga from abroad, only he did not expect his son would get an attack this quickly.


"Papa goes to work, nobody bothers."


***


As planned, they parked the car on the side of the road. They're moving into an empty building. Yundhi went up first to read the situation he was about to face from above.


Arriving on the roof of the building. Yaris opens a suitcase filled with weapons, assembles them one by one in Rey's aid. Yundhi looks up at the warehouse where Tiara is in the husk.


"You can guess how many guards there are outside?" yundhi asked two of his friends.


"Ten."


"Two five."


"Fourty more, he's still the same coward." Yaris and Rey turned to Yundhi.


"Crazy coward."


"Psychopath."


"Fourty for me to doang, fiuh, Lingga getting richer abroad."


Shaking the cell phone stops the activity of binoculars Yundhi, while Yaris and Rey are ready with the weapons they have assembled. They break themselves into angles that are considered strategic to scan the target.


"Wow, their weapons are complete, you will be difficult to penetrate them," said Yaris so see for himself the defense of the Lingga.


"If you're scared, you can go home now."


"Gosh, I'm just saying it's hard, ain't saying it's afraid to go home, it's very sensi."


"Once again," replied Yundhi cuek, "the number has been traced, the fucker is there, deliberately want to play us."


Unlike Yaris, Reyhan seemed more focused. Among them, Rey is among the most calm and most accurate in calculations.


"It's outside the doang huh, which inside how are you?" Rey finally made a sound.


"That's in my business," Javan Yundhi while tucking a small weapon in some parts of the body.


"Ten minutes after you get down...."


"For four minutes, I'll give you four minutes, okay!"


Rey who was cut off by Yundhi could only keep his frustration, forty people in two, he and Yaris had to knock out twenty different people in different positions within four minutes, their friend was going crazy like his enemy.


"Gue get off."


***


Hans started moving behind his computer. His nimble finger on top of the keyboard typed something. Something's not right. He picked up a danger sign in Yundhi's message.


His enemy was not playing games, but his son instead acted alone without telling him.


Does he not know the strength of the Prasetya breed. His son should be on the tatar next time.


Erik Prasetya~send's


Jonathan Prasetya~send's


Frans Prasetya~send


Ellok Prasetya~'s....


In that case, don't involve the woman, okay, don't tell Ellok.


"Ellok Prasetya, failed, soryy deck, you don't have to be happy."


Hans pressed down on the combination digit of the safe, the iron door opened in a split second, a weapon of miniscule size but with explosive force that could crack the human skull in the middle-aged man's possession.


"This time you will be playing with Prasetya, Lingga Kasavi."


***


"Done, you can come in."


From the earphone Yundhi heard the cue from Yaris. Forty guards outside were taken out. Yundhi moved with a weapon on standby in his hand.


"Five o'clock, one man."


Shoots.


Yundhi swiftly shot at the direction of the clue from Yaris.


"One minute they'll realize they're under attack, get ready."


"North, nine o'clock."


Shoots.


One more guard was paralyzed by Yundhi.


"*******, any guard he has."


"Oh,mph..."


"Yundhi at five."


Shoots


"Sat.astaga two people."


Brakes


"Yaris, Yundhi, can you see him?" Reyhan sounded panicked.


"For the effort, they're both unarmed now."


Yudhi was hit by a kick, and his gun was released. Baku hit with empty hands. Do not underestimate Yundhi, in addition to adept at controlling the airplane lever and trigger weapon, the pilot is also a martial artist.


"Shit's."


"Shit's."


"difficult."


"****."


"God damn, someone's coming, Yaris ten."


Shoots.


"Shit's." Fumble


"Rey!"


"I'm trying."


Shoots


"Two, eleven."


Double shoot


"My bullet."


"Rooks."


"Rey, take over!"


"okay."


Yaris filled his already empty weapon with a quick movement.


"Oh my, there's a car coming." Shouted Rey.


"Shit's."


"Ready."


Shoots


Shoots


Shoots


"How the hell are they?"


"Mr eight.'


Shoots


"Yundhi?"


"Yundhi?"


"Yundhi, say something!"


Silent


"Yes..."


"Gue's already inside."


Relieved


***


"Say Ed, I love him, don't look for me, I love you guys."


"No, you'll tell me yourself when we get home from here."


Tiara's eyes were rounded full hearing the reply from Yundhi, "here? From here? Coming home from here?"


Linga shuts off the connection.


Why is Yundhi talking like that?


What Yundhi is now in....


Tiara circulated her gaze, seeking the truth from her hearing. She is not yet deaf, Yundhi says she will take her home from that place.


Nihil, in the dark space measuring five by four meters it was only him and the bastard man in front of him.


Maybe right, he misheard her, just hallucinating from exhaustion.


"Why Mrs Prasetya? Hope your prince will come quickly?"


"Yes, I wish he had come, why? Afraid of going to face my husband?" Tiara dared to challenge.


"Oh, it turns out that Madam Prasetya dared to speak when her death approached."


"My husband has come, he's here, he's coming to pick me up."


The sound of Lingga laughter boomed. Sounds intimidating, mocking, condescending. The sound of laughter sucks for anyone who hears.


"Well, Romeo is coming to see Juliet, I can't wait to see that romantic scene,"


"Fine, I'm kabulin lo request."


The phallus is silent in place. It was not Tiara's voice that answered him. It was not Mrs Prasetya's voice that she heard now.


From one of the minimal angles a shadowy figure appeared.


"How are you doing Lingga Kasavi?"