TERRA, THE BEST MOTHER
MASTERMIND TERROR
Budiman, who was stalking the target on his phone, piqued sharply. The handsome man observed someone who was interacting again with the scavenger's child.
The boy seemed to refuse. However, the man gave him two pieces of money. Maybe because they need money. The child is forced to do what the person wants.
After receiving the goods given. The boy walked in lethargy while carrying his empty sack.
Budiman had asked permission to go to the boy's residence to his client. Although Terra had strictly forbidden because it was too high risk.
"Don't Brother. It's too dangerous!"
"Miss, I'll be careful. I'm with the team anyway. So nothing happened to me" Budiman insisted.
Terra just let out a long breath. He eventually allowed his guards to track.
"Come home safely yes, brother," Terra said.
Nyes!
Like dewdrops. Cool and warm. Budiman felt among thousands of flowers. In the past, no one had noticed him, wanting him to live or die.
Now. There was someone else he just knew. Wanted him to be safe and waited for him to come home.
"Well, Miss!"
Budiman is in a slum. He suspects something. How could that person know where Terra lives. The child's residence is four kilometers from the residence of his client.
Budiman checked the trail record a week, the target he suspected, while following the scavenger's son. The man also disguised himself as a scavenger.
"Ah turns out, you've been observing my employer's house all this time" he said monologue.
The man put his cell phone in a bag of cement that he was carrying. The man took some used bottles. Trying to catch up with the boy had met the person Budi suspected.
Fifteen minutes the boy walked. Occasionally he scavenged trash cans looking for discarded plastic bottles. After getting the stuff. The boy walked back. Budiman is very paved the way to his client's house. It turned out that the boy was cutting his way through the swamps. So the distance is shortened by one kilometer.
The boy sat on the floor of a closed shop. The little man in the shabby shirt stared at the brown paper that the person who had given him. Then he saw the money being held. Only forty thousand. But, to him, money means a lot.
"Sir, is this money really halal?" ask her with tears.
"Didi got this money from a bad guy. This letter wants to threaten the comfort of someone, Mak. "he said raucously.
"But if there's no money. Later Mom can not buy medicine and the person threatened to hurt, Mom. Didi what to do, Mommy?" he said again while sobbing.
"It is like eating simalakama fruit, Mak .. huuuuu .. uuuu!" his crying sounded bitter.
"Help ...!' Budiman.
The boy who turned out to be named Didi was immediately shocked and stopped his crying. He hurriedly wiped away the tears that had soaked his cheeks.
"Eh ... Sir!' sir!' he said politely while nodding his head.
"Dik .. sorry, I heard the sister's words earlier. Sorry, don't want to interfere either. But, what's up. Why are you sad like this?" said Budiman with concern.
Didi just shook her head. He was afraid to tell stories. He swore not to say anything. She was afraid something would happen to her mother.
"It's okay, sir. I was just talking," Didi said evasively.
"Don't lie, Sister. It's a sin."
The deg!
Didi was afraid to sin. But, he re-thought his actions so far have been sins. So what's wrong, he thought.
"Don't cover your sins with other sins. Is not God's unpardonable sin one of which is lying or deceiving?" said Budi again began to meet the weak point of the poor boy.
"But, I've sworn not to say anything" Didi replied spontaneously.
"If you swear to evil it's sinful, son!" timpal Budiman is sure.
Didi's face lifted. He looked at the netra in front of him. The child judged the figure looming before him. He was very sure if this man was not an ordinary person, but like an undercover cop.
The Didi brain is enlightened. In his heart he said basmalah and prayed that his mother would be fine. He was told to swear in the name of his sick mother.
"So I swear on behalf of my ailing mother, sir," he said with a bold look.
Budiman can judge this child will be a big person later. This man is smiling.
"I guarantee that your oath does not apply because you are fighting in the way of truth" said Budiman firmly without any doubt.
Didi still seems to doubt. Budiman sat down next to the little man who was struggling.
"Son. Your steps should start from now on. Forever a loser because oppressed or dare to step against injustice. If your mother were to be sacrificed. Sure enough, if your mother's sacrifice wasn't in vain, she would be proud of you, son!" saran Budiman at length.
Didi was sucked in by the man next to her. There was no musty smell that smelled from the body of the sturdy figure sitting on his left side. Didi was increasingly convinced that this man was not an indiscriminate person.
"I was told to terrorize a man named Budiman who works in a mansion on XX Street, sir!"
Didi's answer made her quite surprised. He did not think it turned out that he was the destination of the terror all this time.
"The woman threatened me ...."
"wait. You said woman?" tanya Budiman cuts Didi's talk.
Didi nodded in confirming. Budiman is confused. A lady? Who wants to terrorize him? thought.
"Mba Leana ...."
"Who? Leana?" again Budiman was surprised to hear the name Didi just mentioned.
The man immediately clenched his hands tightly, until they turned white. His jaw was hardened, his eyes dived sharply. While in his ear immediately jerked when Budiman mentioned the name.
seriated.
The leana? Who's tuch Bud?
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