100 Days of Loving You

Room full of blood

"Muild... Why here? Ah, naw... I can't ask you about that. I have to leave right now." I murmured inwardly.

The atmosphere started to get boisterous, everyone started to enter the room and some called the police. That opportunity I used to immediately run away with my bike, even though the shadow of Intan's face always.

"Is he? Are Madam Lola's men? Gee whiz... Why would he be there?" I'm grumbling all the way.

My phone rang, I knew Ronald called me and wondered what the outcome would be. But, my hand was so reluctant to grab hold of Hp, and continued to go on without a word.

Just this time, my hands and feet trembled after doing the task. I was known to be cold-blooded.

"Not because of blood. But, because Intan. I even had a hard time staring ya in the face after this incident." he regretted.

Author POV.

All boisterous, come to Intan's room and his customers tonight.

The bed was wet with fresh blood, the man was stiffened right next to Intan who looked in severe shock.

However, Intan tried to calm down and checked the man's pulse with his hand.

"His pulse is no more" replied Intan.

All the women screamed in fear, they were afraid that there would be more casualties later. Some people scattered out, and some were busy recording the moment.

Intan came down, wiping away the blood that splashed on his body. And change his clothes neatly.

"Calm down, Nina! The killer is gone, only Mr. Joseph is the target. In fact, I'm safe." replied Diamond, calming her best friend.

"Have anyone called the police?" ask Intan.

"This place is closed, only temporarily. After the perpetrator and the business is done, it will definitely be opened again. For others, it can work independently outside." replied Madam Lola, who approached them.

Shortly thereafter, a police car with an ambulance, and several journalists. They begin to identify the victim, and begin to ask some questions. Especially on Intan, which is indeed the main key of the incident.

"You guys are...... ?"

"Yes, we're dating, according to my profession" Intan replied truthfully.

The police only shook with that honesty, and did not expect the answer that Intan gave.

The question continued for some time. While the corpse began to be wrapped with bags that have been provided. Police lines have been formed around the mansion, and are now under police guard.

Intan accompanied her friends to get their clothes done, and went home to their respective boarding houses.

"Sorry, can not give a ride at home" said Intan.

"Yes, the important thing is to still be able to go home. We're calling, huh? If anyone wants to boking, call each other. I don't have a customer like you." Nina asked him.

"Yes, I'll help you. Under these circumstances, we must strengthen each other. Moreover, I will also be busy as a key witness later." replied Intan.

They split up, Intan drove back to Madam Lola's house. He entered, and looked back at his room which was still full of blood.

Intan who had been leaning on the door, eventually dropped himself on the floor. He was crying out, with the fateful event that had just happened right in front of his eyes.

"And even I, like this, you're still faced with something so painful. Then especially? What's?" he said, with a heart so strong.