Paid Off

"What should we do?" Mr. Samsul stood terrified beside his only daughter. Not only is he afraid, Galuh is even more afraid because this time the Baron brought far more men than last night. Even the ones he was carrying at this time were more muscular and it seemed that they were good at fighting.

"I think we should try to trust Wildan, Dad. After all, this happened because of Dad too. Try if Dad hadn't borrowed money from her, this wouldn't have happened." The answer from Galuh made Pak Samsul silent. He no longer spoke because what Galuh said was true.

"Where was the handsome young man yesterday? It's Eleven O'clock, he hasn't come yet?" Baron said, with glaring eyes. "Or is he deliberately giving you false hope?" The smirk on his pockmarked face was very upsetting.

Shortly thereafter, a black sedan car came to a stop right in front of Samsul's yard. Then Baron and his men watched the car, wondering who had shown up.

"Could it be Wilde?"

Galuh did not answer. He only looked expectantly at the car that had now been parked. From the back door, came out the figure of the man he had just known last night. Wildan in a beige shirt combined with light brown pants. His stern face shows the charisma of a leader. Only this time Galuh realized that Wildan's face was much more handsome than last night.

"I want you to come, too, Nope." The faces of Pak Samsul and Galuh seem to begin to imply relief. Unlike the Baron who looked misgivings.

Wildan walked around the car when Arya came out of the steering door. His face seemed to show concern. Arya wearing a black suit tail behind Wildan.

"The young man is here again." The Baron greeted hesitantly, while his eyes glanced at his men, gesturing to be alert.

"How many are you, Mr. Baron?"Wildan welcomed the Baron's greeting while spreading a smile.

"Wait a minute!" Galuh suddenly walked closer to Wildan with. "I haven't made any deal with you, Young Man, uh ... I mean Mr. Wildan."

Wildan raised his eyebrows in response to Galuh's words. "And then?"

"Mr. Wildan shouldn't have come. Let me and Dad get it done."

"How arrogant of you, Galuh. If that's the story, Why didn't we just talk about it? After all, do you have the money to pay your father's one hundred million debt?"

Galuh was silent, unable to speak just to reply to Baron's insinuation. His fingers squeezed the hem of the pink T-shirt he was wearing. He also bit his lip.

Seeing Galuh's attitude that looked tense, made Wildan feel sorry. He can't imagine being in that girl's position.

"You just sit with your father. Let me finish this. "Wildan whispered softly near Galuh. The girl was transfixed by Wildan's actions, but for a few moments later she was forced to follow Wildan's orders.

"That's it, dong. Let it be done, " said The Baron, with a grin. "Bagong, get a chair for our handsome young man." The Baron ordered his men to prepare a bench for Wildan and for himself.

As soon as the bench was near him, he immediately grabbed it and metakkan in front of Wildan after wiped using his fingers. Wildan frowned at the Baron's attitude.

"Fear of dirt, young man," said The Baron as Wildan observed his actions. "Please sit down, it's clean."

"Thank you," said Wildan with a big smile. "How is it, Mr. Samsul?"Wildan asked the middle-aged man, but the corner of his eye saw Galuh's figure showing a worried face. The innocent face of the girl simply attracted his attention.

"Thank goodness, Willy. Thank you."

"Thank God then." Wildan sat with his back straight. His two hands are linked resting on his knees. "So, what about my request last night, Mr. Baron?"

The Baron immediately picked up a large-sized book brought by his men. "Oh my gosh, bring that book."

Once the book was in his hands, he handed it to Wildan. His eyes watched Wildan who was reading quickly every sheet he opened.

Wildan handed the book to Arya, " please check again, if there are errors and fraud in it, Mr. Arya."

"Yes, Mr. Wilde." Arya received the big book, then began to read its contents slowly.

"Is that all calculated correctly, Mr. Baron?"

"Of course you have, young man. This morning I checked everything again."

"So?"

"So, Pak Samsul's total debt is one hundred million."

"One hundred million?" Galuh and his father simultaneously answered. "Nonsense!"

The Baron turned to Galuh, then glanced at the girl. Instead of being afraid, Galuh was preparing to step forward closer, but Baron's men had already restrained him.

"Do not hurt him," said The Baron, when Wildan was about to get up from his seat to see the Baron's men began to hold Galuh. He also abandoned his intention.

Baron's men then let go of Galuh's arm. "You loan shark!"

"If I want Evil, your father must pay one hundred and fifty million, Galuh. It is because of the kindness of my heart that the flowers do not count." Baron's angry face was aimed at Galuh and Pak Samsul who were bowed limp.

"Are you sure about the calculations Mr. Baron made? Sure it won't be a problem?" Wildan asked reassuringly. His expression remained calm, as if this wasn't a big thing.

The Baron looked perplexed by the question from Wildan. He glanced at Arya who was still checking the books in his ledger. He then asked his men to give him a plastic bag. Once opened, it turned out to contain stamped papers.

"This is evidence of Mr. Samsul's approval. Everything is signed on the stamp. I think young people like you can already understand it."

Wildan then took a bundle of paper that had been arranged with a thickness of about five centimeters from the Baron's hand. He then opened one by one sheet by sheet, and it is true, that each sheet has a statement and signature along with a copy of Pak Samsul'S ID card on the stamp.

"Mr. Arya, is this legal?" Wildan handed the sheet of paper to Arya who was still checking the ledger. The man wearing a black suit then accepted it to check.

"Give me some time, Mr. Baron."

"How long?" asks Wildan. "an hour?"

"Fifteen minutes, Mr. Baron."

"Well then."

Arya then sat on a long bench beside Wildan. The bundle of papers and one large book were placed on the table. Quickly, he checked it out.

"Let nothing be missed."

Arya nodded her head, understood. While his hands skillfully unfold sheet by sheet from each sheet.

"So, Mr. Baron. I will pay off the debt Mr. Samsul."

The grimace on the Baron's face indicated that he was pleased. He laughed, followed by his men.

"But ... nothing is made easy, Mr. Baron."

The grimace on the Baron's face disappeared instantly. His face was now showing confusion. He found out while looking deeper into Wildan's face which still looked calm and ordinary, without showing any other expression.

"What do you mean, young man? Uh ... I mean Mr. Wildan?"

"There's an agreement you have to sign. Mr. Baron need to know, that Mr. Arya in addition to my assistant, he is also a lawyer Candrabuana Group. So ... if there's even the slightest mistake, he knows best. And ...."

"And?"

"If there is a violation of the agreement I made, then you will no longer be able to live in this city. Everything related to Mr. Baron's name will be blacklisted. That means ...."

"Meaning?"

"Mr. Baron should retire from this profession. In fact ...."

"Even?"

"The prison awaits Mr. Baron. Minimum five years."