
"Huuu ...."
Linda kept sobbing as she put on her shirt to meet the police.
"Girl bastard, you don't die just yet. You need to talk to the police and testify that I'm innocent. God, why would I get into trouble with him anyway?" his weakness.
Linda semidu-midu, he then tidied up his messy bag and made sure the unlimited credit card was not left behind.
"Akaaa."
Yolla and Yolli scream hysterically and scatter from Ms. Ana's arms when they see their sister coming.
Linda was in the living room. He was prepared with the worst possibility of being caught by the police and languishing in prison. But the problem is ... What about OUR TV? Tomorrow morning, he has a live on air schedule.
LB is a news anchor or presenter aka broadcaster on TV KITA. If LB has no news, what about its responsibilities to the editor-in-chief, production manager and executive producer?
Instantly Linda's head becomes dizziness aka dizziness or dizziness.
"Yolla, Yolli, Aka Kangen."
She hugged her cute and adorable sisters. Their short hair was pinched in two with a colorful hair tie.
While Joey and his two friends stared in amazement at Linda. What dreams were they last night? How can you find a game as beautiful and beautiful as this? Will they be able to put LB into the cell?
LB, the original is prettier, inner Joey.
LB, I was willing to take off my uniform for you. The other police officer.
LB, I'm willing to go to jail for life, as long as one cell is with you. The other cops are no less.
"Well, where's the doll?" ask his twin sister. Either Yolla or Yolli, for they are no different.
"Later if Aka's off, Aka buy ya." Still hugging the two, her tears were back.
Bu Ana and Berli's father clenched their lips to hold the lunge of the poignant feeling that was currently pounding his mind.
Ting, Joey's waking up. He blinked. Why did they charge as if shrinking in front of LB? No, this is not true. Joey stood up and tried to present his wife as a police officer.
"Ehem, Miss LB. We're lured, uh I mean you we caught."
Joey's got an arrest warrant. Joey curses himself, may his own tongue betray him. Two of his friends shut their mouths holding back laughter.
"Don't bring Aka. Can't."
One of his sisters dashed towards Joey, directly hitting Joey's leg with his doll.
"Yolly," turns out Linda's a real poultice who's Yolla, who's Yolli.
"Well to the police station because you want to help the police catch criminals, Aka's great, right?" abugn. Linda pulls Yolli's hand.
"So Aka's going home again?" ask Yolla who still can't say "R."
"Yes, baby ...." The hair of Yolla and Yolli. Heart's rustling.
"Sir, where is my son going to the police station?" ask Berli's father.
He dared to ask. Actually, he didn't really want to see his daughter. While Ms. Ana is silent a thousand languages.
"We'll take it to the city resort headquarters."
"To Metro ...." Ms. Ana was flabbergasted.
"Rubber," replied Joey.
"Mother, Dad ...."
Linda reached out to her father and mother. Dear thousand dear. His father and mother did not accept his hand.
"Go, get your business done, I can only help you with prayer. If the tavern's quiet, I'll see you." Berli's father passed. He ignored Linda who was calling his name.
"Dad ... Father ... tunguuu, cried Linda.
Although groggy, Joey immediately restrained the idol's beautiful shoulders.
Berli's father entered back into the tavern, bowing his head there facing the unsold fruits of today.
Yes Rabb, what is this ordeal? Last month my daughter got into trouble with lawmakers, now with the HGC secretary. I'm sorry, son. It's not that I don't want to help you. I was confused what to do. We're little guys, but you .. you're the beautiful daughter of father's pride.
There was a clear line in the corner of his eyes, his heart had been crying from earlier. Berli's father then opened the curtain to peek whether Linda had been taken by the police or not.
DEG, his fragile heart crumbles dimly. In the courtyard of the house, he saw Linda hugging his sculpting wife. Two policemen were holding Yolla and Yolli who were crying hysterically.
"I'm a loser" he murmured.
One month ago, when Linda rejected the politician's proposal, she still remembered the threat of an aide. The adjutant said, "When or later, your daughter's career will be ruined by having dared to reject my boss' proposal."
Berli's father thought that if the current incident with Linda had anything to do with the politician.
"Akaaa .. hwaaa," Yolla and Yolly shouted as Linda's hand was pulled by Joey to get into the patrol car.
"Mother, Yolla, Yolli, pray Aka yaa," He waved his hand behind the glass.
Mom quickly led the twins into the house. Yolla and Yolli were still pummeled when the police car started speeding. But I didn't want to look back at her from the beginning. LB crying. Joey looked at him intently, not expecting that today he would catch his own idol.
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"You need tissue?"
Joey gave tissue. He was both in the passenger seat. Two friends in front. One was driving, the other one didn't stop staring at Linda from the rearview mirror.
"Mr didn't handcuff me?" ask Linda.
"Em, you seem to be proactive, and cooperative. So, we decided not to handcuff" Joey explained.
In fact, the reason was not handcuffed because it could not bear to see a beautiful hand with red henna on his nails was suddenly scuffed.
"Has he been taken to the hospital?" he asked while looking at the highway. It was night, the street lights were on.
"Him? you mean Mr Agam?" ask Joey.
"Yes, the breng--." His lips instantly clenched.
"Sir Agam has been taken to the hospital. Oiya what is the relationship between you and Mr Agam?" Joey started interrogating.
"He's my enemy" he said confidently.
"Enemies? Well, it's worth it that you stabbed him." Closed statements, made by a police officer or lawyer as a trap. The police in front had already recorded a conversation between him and LB.
"I didn't stab him, he hurt himself."
Fact one was recorded. Joey smiled, staring at his idol without blinking.
"Ooh, yeah. I can accept your testimony. In general, Mr. Agam is the owner of a level 9 black belt, the highest level you know," explained Joey like proud of an Agam.
"Level 9? I don't care. I hate him," he grumbled.
When he came to the scene, he clearly saw Agam not wearing clothes, and Agam's clothes were in the bathroom. When doing first aid, he also looked at the back of Agam nail claw.
There is one more fact that was suspected by Joey, he saw there is a blood spot on the other side of the bedcover whose position is separate from the blood symbionts coming from Agam's body. But unfortunately, his other team did not agree with him. His team believes that the tiny blood patches are still part of Agam's blood.
Yes he is indeed strong, if continued again, maybe I can die. Inner Linda.
"My words are right, right?" still staring.
Seriously, LB is a type of beauty that is not bored to be looked at. Absolutely riveting. Joey was amazed in his heart.
"I don't care about him, I hate him" Linda's hand trembled.
"Rico, pull over," said Joey.
"Ready, sir."
"Where are you going?" ask Linda.
"I'd like to take you out to eat at the cafe, '" pointed out.
"What?! You sure? I'm an operation target, right?"
"Hahaha, Ms. LB is calm, this case is confidential, no one knows if the HGC secretary is critical. He's on duty out of town." Joey showed Linda an article online.
"Why should I be arrested?"
"According to the orders of the Young Master, Miss LB will be secured until Mr. Agam siuman. The case will be heard after we get a statement from Mr. Agam."
"W-what?! Tu-Young Master who do you mean?!" Linda's getting scared.
"Young Master Deanka Kavindra Byantara."
"What?!" His suspicions are true.
Not likely. Linda's getting in the fog.
"Sir, help me."
Suddenly holding Joey's hand that instantaneously also his soul brimmed from being held by a beautiful girl.
"Yes, what's wrong?" Pretend assertive.
"Please give me some time to ask permission from our TV editor-in-chief. Sir, tomorrow morning I have to be on the water, please ...."
Crazy, she's so pretty.
"I'm sorry Mrs LB, I can't let you meet anyone. Sir Commander said, until Mr. Agam realized, you are our prisoner."
"Sir, if I don't have any news, I can get fired." Linda cuckold.
It felt like Joey was hugging LB. But he did not want his uniform to be tainted, plus two pairs of eyes of his friend in the front seat were staring at him with an indescribable gaze.
"I'm sorry Miss LB. Right now, said your Commander status is a missing person."
"What?! Missing?!"
"Yes gone, we did this precisely for your good, sorry your phone we confiscated." Joey took Linda's bag.
"Kill?! It doesn't make sense!" screaming, angry.
"Let's go to the cafe, I'll book a private place, private money," Joey said.
"No, I don't want to eat," Linda replied in an annoyed tone.
"Rico, just wrap it up, you guys go outside. I'm the one who's looking after LB. Don't forget to ask for the receipt, don't corrupt. Remember, there's a lookout angel" Joey insisted.
"Mode" chirped his friend. They both got out of the car.
"Where am I staying tonight?" ask Linda.
"In a special cell of beautiful women, hehehe," replied Joey.
"I'm serious sir. Anyway if I get fired by TV KITA, I will blame you," he threatened.
"Blame Mr. Agam, or Young Master," he said.
"You're a bad cop."
"What?! Haha." Even broken.
"Your boss must have been bribed by Young Master" he said.
"Please be careful in speaking, ma'am. Mother's words just now can I pidanakan you know," he threatened.
Silent, LB finally chose silence a thousand languages, his eyes were back in circulation. This time I stared at the vehicle. His life right now was completely quiet and silent as if no one cared about his existence.
***
"Alhamdulillah, the operation is smooth."
A surgeon came out of the operating room. Sumringah's face.
"Alhamdulillah."
A middle-aged mother and a handsome teenager who was about 19 years old were seen hugging in the hallway leading towards the opearation room.
"My son can be saved, Doc?" My mother made sure to come back.
"God willing, we can. Mom's handsome son is amazing." The doctor held up his thumb.
"When can my sister move into a normal room?" ask the handsome teenager.
"An hour after monitoring in the operating room, Mr. Agam will be transferred to the treatment room."
"Gamaaa," call someone.
"Doctor Cepy?"
The handsome teenager named Gama then hugs the man called by Gama as the doctor Cepy.
"What actually happened to him?" mother asked Cepy when they were in the VVIP room.
"Patience, Mom. No one knows for sure the details. We'll wait until he wakes up. Let him fully recover" said Cepy.
"Do Mr Deanka know?"
"Know, Mom. He's already handed over all of Mr. Agam's business to me and doctor Rama."
They looked at Agam who was still affected by the dope. Ten minutes ago, he had just been transferred from the operating room. His face began to turn red and fresh.
In his subconscious, Agam was hugging a short-haired beautiful girl. Agam smoothed her beautiful scented nape, warm, smooth and smooth. The hand of the girl with the red nails stroked her hair. He and the girl had just combined love with the heat on a white mattress as white as a cloud. Agam was very happy, thin lips smiling.
Gama who was standing next to him was hysterical.
"Mom, Brother Agam is conscious, he is smiling" he shouted.
...~Tbc~...