LAMHA AND MR. EL
The Jerks

Nickolas blinked his eyes several times after coming to his senses. His body hurts all, and so does his throbbing head. He scanned around the room. It looks like a hospital! ah, why is he here? that's his mind.

"Good afternoon Mr. Nickholas. You're sober?" ask Ron's assistant.

"You..."

"I'm Ron, Mr. El's assistant." said Ron's assistant.

'Shit!' inner Nickholas.

"What happened to me?" ask Nickholas to pretend.

"I should ask, what is wrong with you? why would you want to harm Mr. El and his wife?" assistant Ron grinned.

"Ck! what are you talking about? maybe your sleep last night was slanted or wrong pillow." said Nickholas by continuing to pretend to be relaxed even though in his heart he was scratched.

"Oh, yes you may have forgotten, because the accident this morning made you experience a mild brain concussion" said assistant Ron quipped.

"Whatchu mean? you've been insinuating as if I were a criminal! if there's no evidence I'll report starting on defamation charges!" nicholas Thurs. Ron's assistant chuckled and then shook his head slowly.

"Now not yet, because the evidence you're hiding. But. I warn you! to El sir you are just an ant that is easily trampled! don't you dare mess around otherwise you'll regret it!" said assistant Ron with a creepy face.

"Damn it! how dare you threaten me!" nickolas said beaver.

"I think it's enough. Have fun with your revenge! Nickhol the Jerk!" satirical assistant Ron. After saying so, Ron's assistant left Nickholas' room.

'Damn it! even he knows my calling in Paris.' Inner Nickholas. Nickolas called his men to pick him up at the hospital.

After getting out of the hospital, Nickolas returned to his inn. He continued to wait for the information that his men were digging about the El master as well as Lamha. He grew angry and upset when he found out that Mr. El had brought Lamha back to Jakarta. He turned his brain again, he was sure that Mr. El had started sniffing his plans, so it would be more difficult to destroy the El master using Lamha which was certainly now guarded by the person who was considered his enemy.

"Brilliant!" nickolas said as soon as he got a new idea.

//

The next day...

"Mom, Novi anter stitches first yes." pamit Novi.

"Yes, be careful on the road." said his mother, Ms. Asih, his mother Lamha and Novi.

But just before the door, two bald people were waiting.

"Where are you going, miss?" ask Jhon.

"I want stitches." replied Novi.

"Then let me deliver" said Jhon.

"No need sir, the place is not far from here really" said Novi who felt uncomfortable if he had to be escorted.

"But this is an order from Mr. El Miss. I have to ensure your safety." said Jhon.

"But mom..."

"It's okay, the place is close, the area is also crowded near the pesantren, if anyone intends to be evil, just scream." said bu Asih.

"Yes already then, but later my mother told Mr. El yes, I do not want to be blamed if there is anything" said Jhon.

"Yes, I will call El" said Bu Asih. After that Novi immediately pedaled his bike to deliver the customer's order stitching clothes.

//

Novi just finished delivering one by one customer-order clothes, but he remembered if he had to buy something in the minimarket which was quite far away. He turned around to buy that thing. But in the middle of a fairly quiet road, there were two thugs who confronted him.

"What do you want?" ask Novi panic.

"Serahin lo money!" said one of the thugs.

"No way!" said Novi.

"Here!" force the thugs while forcibly seizing the wallet in the hands of Novi, they fight each other until the hero of the night comes. Who else if not Nickhol the Jerk!

Bugh

Bugh

They fight each other, but this time Nickholas deliberately succumbed and punched in the lips, after getting injured, he only returned the two thugs to battered. Then they run away because they feel they have lost.

"Aww!!" cry Nickholas.

"Oh my goodness, your master is wounded" said Novi frantically.

"It's okay, it's just a small wound" Nickholas replied.

"But it's your lips until it's torn so, this has to be treated" Novi said worriedly. Novi saw a parked car on the side of the road.

"Is that your car, sir?" ask Novi.

"Yes, why?" ask Nickholas.

"Is there a P3K box in it?' ask Novi.

"Some, just take it. shsttt!" nickolas said grimacingly. Novi immediately ran towards Nickholas' car and picked up the P3K box in the car's dashboard drawer. Then came back in a hurry.

"Let me treat you" said Novi.

"No need, I'm troubling you" Nickholas said.

"It's okay, sir, you helped me too" said Novi, who now began applying wet cotton to the tip of Nickholas' lips.

"www!! slow down." said Nickholas while holding Novi's hand which was still sticking cotton in his lips. For a moment they looked at each other. There's a strange feeling in Novi's heart, he's never been this close to a man. Moreover, the man was quite handsome and charismatic made him even more stunned. While Nickholas also felt the same way, his heart beat faster than usual, even though his initial goal wanted to trap, but why instead he was trapped! trapped a strange feeling that filled the recesses of his heart.