
Brata's still doing surveillance at hotel x. He's posing as a janitor. Waiting for the right moment to come out of hiding.
Time kept turning, but no one came out of the two rooms facing each other.
"That's how it is" complained Brata. As he was about to leave his hiding place, Arman came out still wearing a kimono and knocked on his front room.
Someone came out and asked. "Have you?" Arman nodded. "Yuk unplug. My bin has asked me where I am, rather than later being suspicious" Arman said.
"Okay, I'll take a shower first. After this, it will also have to be a meeting with the party" Arman nodded and returned to his room. "I also want to take a shower first" Brata has obtained their photo and video evidence. Waiting for the right moment to enter the room.
Brata's cunning wits this time are very well functioning. He wants to steal a cell phone from Arman. There's a chance.
"Room service" Brata said as she tapped on the room. A woman opens the door for Brata.
"Yes?" ask the woman.
"Room service mom"
The woman knitted her eyebrows. Maybe Arman ordered it. He shouted "I'm going, did you order room service?" I don't know what answer was heard so the woman let Brata into the room. Brata pretends to change the bed sheet and skillfully takes the phone she believes belongs to Arman, because the eanita is now playing the phone.
Deftly Brata immediately finished his work and immediately resigned. Brata put down the cleaning supplies and got straight out of the hotel. Towards Farid's residence.
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"Relax, their crimes will soon be exposed" Farid said.
"How is it? Surely he will deny like that Mas Farid" replied Amira.
"If they deny, we have other evidence. Si Arman playing crazy with girls. That was the most fatal mistake. Look, I'll definitely expose their moral depravity"
They stared at Farid. "OK, we keep it a secret until the inauguration day" Ari said. They nodded in agreement.
"Yank, we gotta get home fast. Mas Brata had another proof" Ais immediately grabbed her bag. They say goodbye to the whole family and go straight home.
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Arman's in a rump search for his cell phone. "Where is my phone?" ask Arman.
"Where do I know baby, didn't you just put it on the nightstand?" The woman seemed to think. "Or do not be taken by the cleaning service employee earlier"
"Who let anyone in?" kat Arman is furious.
"You asked me to book room service? You said yes, so I let him in"
"Arrrggghhh, stupid! In ho it's important!"
Arman grabbed her hair rough. And confusion.
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Ambassadors and Laras enjoy the night air in the gazebo. The ambassador is spoiled on his wife's lap. Barrel stroked her hair softly. "Bang, Laras wants to ask, brother answered honestly huh?"
The ambassador opened his eyes "Want to ask what?"
"Mmm, you ever regret not being disqualified from the nomination?" Ambassador smiles.
"Absolutely not, brother is grateful because brother can be more attentive to you. There can be more time for both paths to be the same as you. Do you know yank? Yesterday's problems made our family chaotic. You almost ninggalin brother, abi sick, mamah sick, look at his son mas Agus canceled, application Dirga and Nina in retreat.
Hmmm, we have time, tomorrow we go to Jakarta, jenguk mas and his family. You're not late for yank month?" the Ambassador asked.
"No, be patient, baby. God wants us to enjoy alone time. Then, if there is a possibility that brother becomes regent again want to go forward or not?"
Silent ambassador. Wanted him to answer honestly, but he didn't want to scratch any more wounds for Laras. "Oh yes, don't talk about it anymore. Just talk about the others. Brother if you remember like hurt"
Brother still wants to return to be regent apparently. If that night you did not go bang, you would still be in your position. And our time is definitely not this intense. Honestly, I'm jealous. Jealous of time.
The ambassador changed his position which is now sitting. "Kok so discuss massalu siih, males ah"
"Huh, just answer me bang, how many brothers are there?"
"1 satisfied?"
"If the former is only 1, it means many dong fans. Brother can not yes TPTP to them" said Laras a little threatening.
"Width charm you mean?" Laras nodded. "Don't spread the charm of mah they've charmed themselves with brother. You also yes, if the same patient do not spread charm, especially male patients"
"Ih, who is the charm anyway. Not really"
They still argue with their charms.
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Brata gave the evidence to Farid. "It may be Arman mas, I can not permit first until the time of the inauguration. I'm afraid of being discovered"
Farid nodded. "Hide at home, don't go out. I'll provide you with logistics and security. I'll have intel undercover at your house"
Brata nodded. "good job. Go home, but first change your clothes, your bike, so that it is not easily tracked. Replace your card with this"
Brata did everything Farid ordered. After that, Brata decided to go home and hide at home.
He tinkered at Arman's phone and had previously dumped the number on a street away from his home, the password could have opened. He saw everything there.
"Gilaaaa, wife herself is eaten as bait. He himself is playing crazy. Hadoooh, it can be destroyed Magelang's future if held the same you Man. Your fate is Git, leaving Ari only for worse men. Karma is reciprocated.
You used to cheat Ari, now you're cheated. Immediately if you are the same to him until like a robot so. Hadeeeehhh" Farid spoke to himself.
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Arman was unfocused. His men are looking for the last point of his mobile phone is active, but when searched is not found. His other men are also looking for Brata. They're stalking Brata from afar. I wish there was movement from that house.
Brata's house was made deserted. The intel disguises itself as a gardener and Brata's father. Because there was no movement, Arman's men tried to ask where Brata was.
"My son is Sandi, not Brata. Brata who's son?" ask one of the intel.
"Oh, how many children are you?" ask the guy still trying to dig up information.
"My first child and my last child. Because Sandi's mother died while giving birth to her" The story is different with the history of Brata who is the second brother, indeed her mother has died.
"Is this a house to buy or build your own sir?"
"Oh, this is buying a mas, who used to have wanted to send his son to school, less cost so his house was sold to me" the intel fooled Arman's men.
Arman's men think that Brata has moved on from there. When they asked the address of the old homeowner, the intel simply shook its head at the sign of not knowing.
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