Beautiful Fugitive

Chapter 25# Surrender Yourself

"Mpphs..." The self-styled doctor is currently seen removing the breathing apparatus of the newly declared patient's condition out of critical. The patient was Aroon. Intentionally killed by his own colleagues because it is considered no longer useful. As a result, the man ended up breathing his last breath without any health workers knowing.

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Due to the chaos Ama and Utan did, the news about Purnama was even more horrendous. Now, Ama is not only a fugitive of her country, but she has also become a fugitive of the State of Thailand because Aroon who was declared safe, has now claimed his life. From the nickname******bombing, now Ama's middle name is also tainted as a cold-blooded girl.

From television, social media, radio, newspapers to billboards, the name Purnama is a trending topic.

The Ama family in Indonesia, increasingly viewed with one eye. The colleagues of Gema Batara - Papi Ama are currently on compact withdraw their respective shares, do not want to cooperate again with parents who have children***** snapper he said. The Batara clan business venture almost went bankrupt because the employment party was on strike.

In a government room, the top brass of the State, the, The TNI and the Police Commissioner and SSA again held a large meeting about the Ama case which was thought to have died due to the fall of the car plus the explosion of the Ama car the other day in the river, but the incident in Thailand last night will be a heinous act of Ama holding IRJEN Anuman Aroon hostage to death, proving that their fugitive is in Thailand.

"The pieces of the corpse of the person found in the river, in fact, are not the Full Moon and the Ocean."

Braaks...

"So, you don't have to step on the table either!" Galaksi Miller Al Malik bin Dibi, dare to circulate Commissioner General of the TNI that is Fren.

"Aren't you one of his friends?" Being attacked by questions that make themselves cornered. Look, the higher-ups are already looking at him strangely. "Ah, is Mr Dibi plotting?"

"What evidence do you have that you dare to accuse me? Isn't it, we're all here people who understand the chapter? So, I hope you keep the Amda language." Indiscriminately, Dibi returned to circus. It was fed up with Fren's pretentious behavior between them.

"You can all shoot me in groups if I'm defending the wrong people! And ah, haven't we managed to dismantle the smuggling of state-owned weapons? Try asking yourself, who is the defector of the State among us all?" Being stared intently at all those important people in turn.

Everyone looked at each other suspiciously.

Simi from SSA, suddenly stood up and offered to say, "What, if SSA goes after Purnama to Thailand? I'll take the hand to handle it myself."

"I agree!" Fren and Luxi compact directly support Simi offer.

"Purnama is a former SSA team, dealing with SSA directly, maybe it can be quickly caught," continued Luxi in a compact except Dibi who does not know what to help Ama in any way.

Being silent only a thousand languages saw the person in front of him, approving the SSA who was now fully responsible for hunting down Ama.

Not wasting a long time, Simi withdrew from the meeting. Go to SSA headquarters to pick up some people from the SSA team.

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"Aargh...!" On Ama's side, the woman screamed in wrath. The small knife he threw at the door of the cupboard in the empty house.

"What the ****! Fucking simi! Traitor!" The door of the cupboard is stoned with a knife, he assumes it is Simi. From the Aroon phone that he had taken, Ama found a lot of evidence of cooperation Simi, Aroon and Dusit.

Dusit? Yes ... Ama had heard the story of Utan, if the man was the one who became Aroon's partner who failed to be arrested last night. In fact, Ama also found photos of friendly photos of Simi with Dusit who unfortunately, the two people were a couple.

Ama's question, what is Simi's real intention and purpose? That is the burden of the Full brain because of all the contents of the Aroon hape file, no one gave a clue.

"Do I have to go back to Indonesia to catch Simi?" Ama muttered while thinking hard. "There's a Dusit that I have to take care of first" the monologue. For a second, Ama's daydreams broke as her tail found a shadow of someone behind the wall.

"Who's there?!"

Vanila came out quickly before Ama threw a knife at him, from earlier he was the one who watched Ama's annoyance alone because Utan was now again a complete break. Abian, the man is out looking for a cure for Utan will order Ama.

"Is Utan's fever down?"

Vanilla did not answer. Eroding distance to the side of Ama. "Not yet" he said, shaking little.

Ama is confused. Should he take Utan to the hospital? "Bad idea," his mind was horrified that Utan would be recognized by people and end up being caught because of Utan, Vanila and Abian may have been hit by surveillance cameras on the highway as they ran away from the police.

"Does the bullet contain any harmful substances?"

"Dangerous zat? That's a sign, Utan can't heal." Vanilla gasped to hear the question if Ama.

"Ama, where are you going?" Vanila asked while following Ama who was putting her laptop and other items into the backpack.

"Not much to ask. Just take care of your lover. And do not forget, if Utan wakes up then immediately give medicine for him. Let it heal quickly." In fact, one of the prescription drugs that Ama ordered to Abian was a pain medication whose sedative dose was long enough. That he did, so that the stubborn Ocean did not help him because Ama was worried about the safety of Utan who had been injured. Ama just doesn't want Utan to get hurt worse. If he dies, then Ama is sincere as long as it does not sacrifice her best friend.

"If Utan asks where you are, what should I answer?" Vanilla held Ama's hand out of the house.

"Let's just say, I don't need the help of a weak and crybaby like that." Ama deliberately insulted Utan so that the friend was angry and went away.

"Ama" whined Vanilla, who would not let go of Ama's hand. His face seemed guilty.

"What else, Van?"

"As for what I said last night, I apologize. Honestly, I'm just worried about the blood-blooded state of Utan. I__"

Vanila paused to pat Ama on her shoulder.

"I understand that. You love her so much and fear losing her, it's only natural that you get angry and blame me. So, keep him good to you."

It seemed, from this very second, Ama would throw her joyful feelings at Utan. Vanila loves her best friend and Utan is the opposite. They love each other, he thought, who would not disturb their happy relationship.

After Ama was far from her hiding house, she turned towards the slum area. Looking for a public phone with the appearance of a mask covering the beautiful face of his fugitive.

"Here's the usual phone." Ama went into the narrow glass box. Pouring out Dusit's business card. Yep... Ama was going to call that guy.

"Hello..."

Ama grinned, the gercep also the man picked up his phone.

"It's me, Fuller!"

"Huh...?"

Ama sure, surely Dusit across there gasped with his mouth gawking wide.

"Haha... You deserve so much appreciation for daring to call me."

"In fact, I also dared to surrender myself. Twenty minutes from now, pick me up at the X ridge area. One minute late, then dream will get a golden opportunity from me."

Tut's... Tut's...

Not intending to hear Dusit's voice any longer, Ama played hang up the phone.

Ama grinned savagely, continuing to mutter with a brain full of arranged plans. "Get into the wolf cage, it is sometimes necessary to be reckless to know, what meat do they really need?"

Yes, surrendering to the person who has trapped him from far away a neatly arranged day is one way, it is to know what the will of Simi and Dusit.

As Ama wished, not twenty minutes had passed, a single black car stopped in front of her. They must be Dusit's men.

The door was open, Ama entered without welcome.

"I'm sorry, boss said, we have to close your eyes."

"Eum, go!" Ama according to sweetness. He will not make an upset before what he wants to get, not yet in his grasp.

Ama's eyes were covered with a thick cloth. The car left the area.

Although her eyes were closed, Ama observed the road by counting her fingers every car turned or stopped because of the red light.