Mafia Story Return of a Useless Child
Eps.71 Village

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This afternoon, Agra and Andrew were on their way, to the house of an influential person in the area.

The luxury car they were riding began to enter the village road, with access is quite small.

“Where do they wait, Dad?” agra asked, while remaining focused on the path in front of her.

This time, as usual Agra still likes to drive alone, unless he is with Edo.

“In front of you turn right, not far from there is a field, there they are waiting for us,” replied Andrew who was beside Agra, his hand pointing at the street in front of him, while directing.

Agra nodded, while again concentrating on driving on the road that was only right for his car, he even had to stop and look for a rather large road, when passing by a biker.

A little while later Agra had seen the location of the field said by Andrew.

“Well, there they are,” point Andrew at two people sitting waiting at a patrol post.

Agra stopped his car right in front of the post, Andrew opened the car glass, after the two men who would drive them to him.

“What's still far?” ask Andrew.

“No, Sir. It's just that you can not use the car to get to the house of Mr. Rahmat,” replied one of the employees who is a young man of the village. His gaze lowered deeply, he was so afraid of the number one and two people in the company he worked for.

“Why?” Andrew asked with a deep frown.

“Because you have to pass through an alley there,” point the person on a small road that may only enter one motorbike, not far from where they are.

Agra who was listening to the conversation of his father as well as his employees followed the direction of the person's index finger, exhaling violently as he could see the very small path.

“Alright, where should we park the car?” ask Andrew.

“There, Sir. Under a fairly large tree.” Back the man pointed at a place under a large tree, which was on the side of the field.

Agra opened his eyes so wide, jeez he who used to park in a special area with all his virtues, now had to park under a big tree and on the edge of the field as well.

The Black Eagle Chief shook his head, incredulous at what he was doing at the moment. Why is it that he is now being bullied by the two of them.

Andrew stared at the spot shown by one of his employees with a deep frown.

“Isn't there a more decent parking space?” ask Andrew then.

“Ma–maaf, Sir. Here most residents do not have a car, so there is no parking,” nervous the person.

Andrew exhaled a rough breath, staring at the two employees so sharply, that it made them shiver in fear.

“Already, Dad. It's not too bad,” Agra said. He did not want, if the citizens who had been watching the arrival of the brand, to be misunderstood, when he saw the two people, looked pale by Andrew's intimidation.

“Direct my car there!” order Agra, before stepping on the gas pedal again.

“Jeez, this is the face of your country of birth, Gra?” cibir Andrew's.

All this time he never got into a densely populated village like this, he only knew the big city, with various luxuries and number one facilities.

“Ya, maybe?” agra replied indifferently, shrugging both shoulders without turning her eyes to the father.

He had also never come to this city before, only in a big city there were also many villages like this, even worse. That's what he remembered when he often ventured with his two friends first, when he was a teenager.

After successfully parking the car, the two immediately got off the car, with an elegant style and typical of the top leaders.

No suits attached, just a branded jacket with a plain black shirt equipped with black denim pants and sneakers that must be worth fantastic. Not to forget the sunglasses that perched on top of the nose pointed both, blocking the blazing rays of the eyes of the blinding day, adding to their perfect appearance this afternoon.

The citizens who had gathered, to see the appearance of the highest throne holder, in the company where most of the citizens worked, seemed very enthusiastic.

Yes, rumors about the arrival of the President from Leopard Corp and his son to the village, have spread, until the residents seem to wait for the two people.

The eyes of the residents widened in amazement, when they saw the two men of different ages coming out of his luxurious car, perfect posture, handsome face and clean white skin, clad in branded clothes, wrapped in branded clothes, make the mouths of the citizens gap wide.

A truly perfect human appearance. This is what is called, treasure, form and throne. Oh, my God, have these two guys got love. Maybe that's the mind of those people, right now.

Agra nodded faintly, to the citizens who were around him. It was clear that all of that triggered hysterical outbursts from all of them.

“Remember Alisya, Gra,” sneer Andrew, as soon as they both stand side by side.

“I'm just being a little friendly, not looking for women, Dad,” Agra denies.

“Halah, spread the charm, feel the artist, huh?” tease Andrew again.

“Yes, that's not wrong is it? Indeed I am charming, then how else?,” said Agra indifferently.

“Say you envy me, don't you, Dad? Because your charm has lost to me?” Agra pulled the tip of her lips thin, until it displayed a straight line.

“Just do you this, you selfless child,” hiss Andrew, staring at Agra.

The two employees who saw and heard the conversation of the two children and the father in front of them were now dumbstruck, not expecting that cold and cruel human known, he said, they can be relaxed and joke with each other. Although their jokes sound more like a typical little quarrel of parents and children.

Khem!

Agra cleared his throat fast enough to resuscitate the two employees.

“Eh, ma–maaf, Sir,” says nervous one of them.

Agra and Andrew did not reply, they just stared at the two men from top to bottom. Making the stare go awry.

“Ma–mari, Sir. This way,” said the person who has since answered Andrew's question.

Nodding faintly, then stepped following one of them, as a guide.

About five minutes walk, both of them are now sitting on a terrace chair of a simple house, in front of a middle-aged man, maybe his age is not much different from Andrew.

Mr. Grace, he is the chairman of RW and also a highly respected person in this area. Its many services, make all citizens so reluctant and obedient to every policy.

“Good day, Mr. Grace,” Andrew greets you first.

“Ah, do not call it that, just call Grace, it seems that our age is not much different,” replied Mr. Grace so polite and friendly.

“Oh, so? All right, introduce me Andrew and this is my son Agra.” Andrew pointed at Agra who was sitting beside him.

Agra nodded, smiling faintly as a justification of Andrew's words.

“Ah, Mr. Andrew and Mr. Agra, welcome to my humble hut, sorry if this is not too comfortable,” said Mr. Grace, a little stale.

“Not at all, Sir. We are very happy because Mr. Grace wants to see us,” replied Andrew.

Mr. Grace nodded with a smile, in between their conversation, came a pretty girl, to serve drinks and a little snack on the table.

In between putting the teacup, the girl seemed to steal a glance at Agra, she looked charmed to slow her movement.

Agra looked indifferent, he was only focused on looking at the surroundings.

“Not so, Sir. Precisely here we are very flattered, because you both want to visit a slum like this,”, said Mr. Grace, after the girl finished her work.

Andrew smiled, while Agra did not show any reaction, his mood suddenly changed slightly, as the corner of his eyes saw the girl constantly staring at him from behind the window, even he unbuttoned his top shirt to tease Agra.

“Murahan!” hiss Agra, slow but still audible by Andrew.

The middle-aged man glanced at his son at a glance, looking at the look of a face that looked slightly stiffened.

“Actually, I'm here to ask for help to Bap–,”

The conversation went on, very smoothly, Andrew and Agra also provide a lot of evidence that the issue that has been circulating is wrong. Until finally Mr. Grace agreed to provide classification to the citizens, and will follow the next direction, from the company.

“Force us, because this is pure competition in the business world, to penetrate and involve all of you. We will try to get it done as soon as possible,” Andrew said, ending all discussions that afternoon.

“Alright, then we excuse you, good afternoon.” Agra immediately cut the conversation of the two middle-aged, he was already very careless to be in the house.

They shake hands as a sign of farewell.

“This is the first and last time I came to this place, what else should be to the house of Mr Grace, not anymore!” agra insisted as soon as they got in the car.

“Indeed why?” Andrew looked at the face of his son who seemed to hold in disdain.

“Not drama, Dad. Do you know what happened there? His father is friendly, his son is cheap, disgusting!” sumpul Agra, while starting to step on the accelerator.

Andrew only shook his head in amusement, while chuckling lightly, looking at his son's current expression. It turns out that his son is still anti with women, except Alisya of course.

One job was done, this time they just waited for good news from his other men.

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