The Father Boy

The Father Boy
ALA277'S CHAT. Launch action


"***! Cipika-cipiki same women again! You won't know my complaint??! Not only will you be able to pay in cash everything!" Nahda pointed her camera at someone's porch. 


We're like an investigative force. Track down the state of Dana's bang, who is having an affair with another woman. 


"It's his mouth, Dek." I scooped Nahda's face gently. 


"Have you been rude?!" firmly Nahda with its distinctive manyun. 


"Silence is dead, don't talk to him. Brother's ears were horrified." His voice will be recorded in the video. 


Ish, what a bad guy? After acting rude to his wife, he may be sweet to other women. 


"Again on her side?!"


What is this is a woman. 


"Why are we so noisy? Not in any direction, it is a denger Adek nyerocos aja." I'm massaging my temples. 


"And I allowed you to maki-maki." He pointed. 


It turns out that the woman who was visited by Dana in this subsidized house, was a woman who often came to the furniture house. Right my guess, he's cheating bang Dana.


Because it wouldn't be like that, between brothers except to have feelings. Me and Ra alone, a lot of noise, my mouth a lot rough. Me and Bunga were quite peaceful, but my bad thoughts with him were so much in my brain, not to mention our non-conformity interactions. 


"Udah, Deck. Huh!" I have to be firm. 


Badmood must be Nahda by now. He was just so cute and threw away his face. 


I remembered my investigation, as I was trailing the Vano bang. At that time, my partner was my father. 


The woman was finally piggybacked by bang Dana using his car motorbike. The woman wears a uniform, like working in a company. Seen from the embroidery on his chest and arms, faintly inscribed there said PTnya. 


The woman, if she comes to the business of the father, always uses daily clothes that look sexy. Not cloth trousers, in a work uniform suit. Maybe this woman has just worked, or maybe yesterday she changed shifts, so she is free in working hours in general. 


My guess is right, Dana's motor bang stopped back in front of the garment factory. Apparently this woman is very proud to be able to snatch people's husbands. To be willing to kiss hands, like a wife saying goodbye to her husband. 


The motor immediately went back. I had not stopped before, I immediately followed back the direction the bike was going. 


"Daddy, read around the streets. Maybe there's an address about what the street is now. Try to open the address map as well, match maybe there is the same." I patted his thigh. 


Not a brutal trick. Nahda moved quickly, following my orders. 


"There's the same, Bang. Here's a mahogany address." Nahda showed me that address. 


"If you must enter, there must be an unknown there." I regretted coming to the furniture house and introducing myself to who I really was when I first came. 


"Daunt." Nahda ruffled her hijab model. 


I'm still driving, the bike hasn't stopped. 


Without a second thought, I immediately looked over. Nahda was veiled, with only her eyes and eyebrows visible. 


"Now, there's less." He ruffled his own bag. 


I still can't react, I feel like I still know Nahda. Maybe because I knew clearly how his eyebrows were shaped, coupled with his voice. 


"I have photocromic glasses, later if it gets hot the lens turns black. The frame of these glasses is a bit thick, so make a different face I said anyway, Bang." Nahda reflected on her phone. 


I looked quickly. True what he said, his face was not clearly visible and only his eyes were visible here. His eyebrows are quite closed, with the frame of the glasses. 


"Want to come down to take videos and information? Adek should have a chat there too, so as not to be suspicious." I noticed her faint face in her veil. 


"Now, Bang. But what am I supposed to pretend to be there? What's that supposed to be?" 


I pulled over my vehicle two places from where Dana's bang stopped. 


"Question of price, say only for the comparison of the big party. But Adek near the position of Dana bang, ask if the price of raw goods that bang Dana hold how much. Ask the price difference, repeat the number of items. Suppose, the price of two million is an order of how much. Adek puter-puter questions so, until the information orders bang Dana. Quality of wood, the harvest time of tray materials, affect the price of the replicant. There are many kinds of rice, right? There are ten thousand, eleven, eleven five and twelve." Hopefully Nahda understands what she has to ask. 


"HP should not be suspicious, so the cake is usually held. But if, the picture should be." I tidied up her modified hijab. 


"There's no other direction, Bang?" Nahda's getting ready to narrow her bag. 


"So, it can be improvised, right? Anyway, ask if Adek can information goods that bang Dana order. Not anything else, because it's not necessary. Later Abang match the written notes and documents he sent as proof of the money turnover." Know there is a mistake here too. 


"Oh, I-yes understand. Then, ask the raw materials he ordered?" Nahda has opened the car door. 


"Yes, Deck. Ati-ati huh, Dek? If you can, the language is in the default language? The tone is changed, don't cake like this. If it is logical, it must be a bit difficult. His tone was somewhat modified." I blocked his arm. 


Nahda was silent with one leg already down from the car. "Oh, yes I understand, Bang." Nahda nodded a few times. 


"Okay, ati-ati, Deck." I let go of my hand on his arm. 


Nahda came down, she walked to that pretty big place. True what he said, I saw the lens of his glasses change when he turned to look at my car before entering the place of the test. 


I pray and continue to hope in my heart, that Nahda will be able to carry out this task. I will tell my father if my wife is a big part of this plan. To make you proud and to know how my wife works here. 


I checked the map I brought back, I matched it with the street from Google Maps. Apparently, the place of other wood raw materials is not far from here. Even in an assessment of the place I read, this place is also available other wood besides the type of mahogany. 


Seconds are missed minutes, until almost changed hours. I hope, Nahda don't forget to touch on in her camera. I hope nothing bad happens to my young wife. 


Bang Dana got out of her place on the bike, but my wife never showed up. I panicked, I felt like I wanted to get out but I was worried that someone knew me too. I'm not focusing on where Dana's bang is going, because my mind is centered on the exits of the reworker. 


I'm afraid Nahda was preyed upon by the men who were there. 


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