A Cold Frozen Hearts
Eps. 16 Bullet Terror
An illegal transaction is taking place. Surely this transaction was done by Martin, the Mafia boss. A middle-aged man was kneeling before him.
“Kill..” Martin's orders.
Dor's!
A pintol sound was heard echoing in the room. A bullet went through the forehead, blood spilled out. I can confirm that the old man is dead.
The cold-blooded man named Martin stared intently at the corpse lying down. He knew that if the man had troubled him so much in recent times, the proper punishment for the person who had harassed him would be death.
“Dissolve in Acid solution,” Martin said. “Do as usual,” he said again as he stepped out of his Execution room.
“Flight to Texas, 30min more,” a male voice tells flight schedule.
Alian Tean, his assistant. Including one of Martin's confidants. Surely, the man had been specially trained, in order to be able to use weapons. While the man next to Alian is a personal driver Martin, Arbindo the same name as Alian, Arbin can use weapons, even the expertise of the man is a car race.
The story of Arbin and Alian's past is almost the same, they are both vagabonds who were helped and trained by Martin
Nayla is still so good at playing her tiny hands typing on her laptop keyboard. Boboho round glasses became his trademark, now perched on his pug nose. Her hair in the pigtails is a mess.
The girl had just started writing the script. Several times he had to change the genre, title, theme and content of the script. For the girl, writing the thiller genre is easier.
The border atmosphere was so quiet. From a distance faintly heard footsteps, dry twigs rang.
It was as if there were some people lurking.
“Not sleeping?” aufal asked as he approached Nayla.
“You heard something?” ask Nayla.
“No,”
“As anyone sees,” says Nayla.
“Just how you feel,” says Aufal. “Gift graduation for you,” said Aufal while giving a box.
Aufal looked at the girl's face, a very deep gaze. There was hope in that look. Even though she knew that the girl would refuse the gift she gave, she still gave the gift.
“No need,” said Nayla tried to resist.
“I don't want any rejection,” said Aufal. “You may deny my feelings, but do not refuse the gifts and attention I give you. At least, let me do what I want to do, to make you like you again,”
Again the man always said what he wanted to say.
“I've heard everything from that woman,” said Nayla in a soft tone.
The soft, cold gust of wind that night, seemed to represent the girl's feelings.
“He met me, on campus,” Nayla said again. While allowing the jacket he wore.
Nayla complied with the girl's request, she knew that she was the woman who was next to Aufal in the undercover.
The woman said it was so gentle, polite, and like she had been trained.
Nayla just sat still, occasionally sipping the canned soda drink she was holding.
“*Until I gave birth she didn't even touch me at all,” Clara said then chuckled. “I love him too much, and do not compete healthy with you. And finally she found my weakness, and divorced me,” Clara said with a chuckle, from the tone of her laughter as if she felt that she was a stupid woman.
“Nothing I want to tell you,” said Nayla.
Nayla tried to be wise there, she did not want to bother about the past that she had passed.
“I know, you hate me. I know, my actions set you apart and tortured you both. I came to see you wanting to explain all that, and begged if you could give her a chance,” Clara said as she grabbed and grabbed Nayla by the hand. “Forget the past where I was once present in your relationship,” Clara said as she moved from her seat. “May you enjoy these wonderful days, without getting caught up in the past,” Clara said as she left Nayla.
Clara's footsteps were so graceful, Nayla just stared at Clara's back, that the woman was no longer in sight*.
“And I don't want to be on a flavor that has long since ended,” said Nayla. “I'm really..”
“Cubject..” Shouted someone, it must be Raysa's voice.
A bullet shot out quickly on that cold night.
Raysa swiftly embraces Nayla to be spared. The bullet passed through Raysa's arm trying to help Nayla. Raysa fired twice from his weapon.
The sound of groans of pain rang out several meters from their distance.
Hearing the sound of weapons being shot some people who were standing guard came to see. Kurniawan.
“You all right?” raysa asked while examining Nayla carefully.
Aufal can only freeze.
“You all right?” ask Raysa again.
“Da.da..rah..” said Nayla stuttered as she saw the blood on the left arm of the man who had saved her.
Tears were held in Nayla's eyes, her body trembling because of the incident she had just experienced. Especially seeing the blood on Raysa's arm.
“Blood...your arm is bleeding..” Nayla said in a raucous voice, and quivering with fear. Her tears flowed down her cheeks. “Your arms are bleeding,” Nayla said again as she sobbed.
Raysa stared at the confused girl before him.
Raysa hugged the girl. Naylapun was immersed in the man's burly body, crying bitterly. Either crying out of fear or seeing the man hugging her hurt.
“It's okay now. It's safe,” Raysa said as he patted Nayla's back quietly. “I'm fine, just a small wound,” said Raysa trying to calm down.
“But you were hurt for helping me,” said Nayla while letting go of Raysa's embrace and then looking at Raysa's face.
“Hei... I'm fine,” Raysa said as she wiped the girl's tears.
The situation that was originally quiet, is now becoming crowded again because people wake up wanting to know the situation that occurred.
“What happened something?”
“I don't know either..”
“I heard like something exploded..”.
Someone looks hurt, handcuffed. The man looked towards Nayla and Raysa.
“I'll take you to your tent,” said Raysa.
Nayla's heartbeat, so felt in Raysa's chest. He knew that the girl was scared.
“How about your wound?” nayla asked worriedly.
Raysa was silent, she looked at the girl. It seems that Nayla is worried about her.
Everyone returned to their respective beds, a few soldiers standing guard. Security is strengthened, fearing if there will be more terror that follows.
Nayla smeared betadine into Raysa's wound and then bandaged the wound with gauze. He learned how to treat wounds from Aufal, because Aufal was a doctor.
“I just realized, if what he taught me is very useful at this time,” said Nayla tidying up P3K equipment.
“Who?”
“Aufal,” answered Nayla briefly, Raysa who heard the answer put on a face that was not in her liking. She did not like the girl to mention the other man before her. “I often get hurt from falling, so he taught me,”
“Did you little boy always fall?”
“On that... I learned to ride a bike. So it often falls,” Nayla said with a small laugh. “But even now I have not been able to ride a bike,” said Nayla puffed her cheek.
Raysa who heard the story immediately laughed out loud.
Nayla squinted her eyes, a sign she did not like being ridiculed by the man.
“Sorry... Excuse me... I just can't help it,” said Raysa.
An irritated Nayla, took a blanket and then lay down on her bed and closed her eyes.
“He's upset?” raysa asked, looking at the girl who was covering her entire body with a gray blanket.
“What are your injuries serious?” ask Kurniawan while sitting down.
He was waiting outside to find out what happened.
“No, just scratched a bullet. What about that guy?”
Raysa put on a serious face.
“No... No. gabe... Aunties... I don't want to come with you..” Nayla murmured while dreaming.
Raysa and Kurniawan who heard it looked towards him.
“Papa and my mother are waiting for me, they must be looking for me..” Nayla said again, raving.
Dryness on his forehead.
“Kakk... Brother.please... Brother An-an, please Naomi....it's dark here.” again Nayla messed up while saying a name.
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