
Courage will open many doors.
HAPPY READING....
Fitri entered with shaky steps into the Wilmar Family residence. His gaze was empty, he walked without direction. The pain and disappointment was thorough in his heart. It's hard to believe, it's hard to accept how a friend would frame his best friend, without knowing what he did wrong.
Until Fitri steps stopped when he realized the Mansion was quiet, the Mansion which is usually inhabited by dozens of humans was not heard there were people in it. Fitri spread his gaze, his eyes wide open staring at all the servants lying on the floor with blood flowing everywhere.
Fitri's eyes were fixed on one servant she was very familiar with.
"Kelly's". Fitri ran towards Kelly. Faintly Kelly heard the voice, her condition was already dying of blood flowing in her head.
"Kelly what happened Kelly?". Weeping Fitri while holding Kelly's head.
"No-na's". Kelly's voice is not translucent "No-na". Kelly's voice was not clear. Until finally the maid and waitress who was very good at Fitri was breathing her last breath in the lap of Fitri.
"Kelly's". Shouted Fitri hysterically while crying.
Fitri ran upstairs. The luxurious mansion looks ruined and messy, items scattered everywhere, even the carcasses of the servants are in various corners.
"Dea, Luna, Pearce". Call Fitri check their room. "Where are you guys?". Weeping Fitri frightened.
"Mommy Piranda, Mommy Diandra and Aunt Mouth, where are you?". Fitri continued to search but there was not a single person in the Mansion.
Soon Fitri runs into his room, he searches for his laptop and immediately turns it on.
Fitri's face looks very panicked, his hands to vibrate when pressing the laptop's keyboard button. Fitri attempted to hack CCTV footage at the luxury Mansion.
"Why is there no recording? Who turned off the CCTV?". Asking himself, his breath began to hunt.
Fitri is trying to find and search for footage that will serve as clues about the disappearance of the people at the Mansion and who did just that.
Until his body felt weak when he saw a recording that he managed to hack.
"Daddy, Brother Sean!!". Fitri closed her mouth holding back the cry. His body shook violently when he saw the two men he loved in one of the rooms with injured bodies and blue with a bruised face.
"Mr Fillipo". Lirih Fitri when he saw the man who had entered his heart it looked sad and scary.
"Who did all this?". His hands continue to surf on the laptop keyboard
"Uncle David, Aunt Athala, Brother Yosh, Brother Yoel". Fitri also saw David's family there. Instantly his chest tightened and his breathing began to be irregular.
"Mr Michael". Fitri could see Michael laughing loosely while torturing, Dea, Luna and Pearce. Their faces looked scarred with dagger incisions.
Drt drt drt drt
Fitri's phone rang. With trembling hands Fitri took the flat object in her sling bag
"Who?". Mumbled Fitri when he saw an unknown number written on his cellphone screen.
Fitri took a deep breath, before he pressed the green button on the phone's screen.
"Hallo Girl, do you know my voice?". Michael's greeting was called.
"T-Master Mike!". Say Fitri stammered and her eyes were already glazed
"You must be confused, right? How am I supposed to get out of that weird prison of yours?". Michael asked cynically "Hmmm, do you know that everyone you love, including Daddy and your beloved brother, is in my custody?". Michael said sarcastically.
"Don't hurt them sir, I beg you". Isak Fitri who was unable to hold tightness in his chest when he saw how nice the face of Sam and Sean plastered on his laptop screen.
Michael laughed sarcastically "I wouldn't have killed them, if you hadn't refused to cooperate with me and marry me". Michael Timpal.
Fitri closed her eyes trying as quietly as possible "What do you want?". Tanya Fitri firmly.
"Hmm, there's no need to be serious so dear, hahah". Laughter Michael "I just want the genius and the body of my feelings. If you're willing I'll willingly let them go". Ungkas Michael's.
"Come over here. And don't use any weapons, or anyone other than yourself. If you dare to do that, don't blame me if they stay by name". Threat Michael.
"Okay, I'll come. But please don't hurt them". Lirih Fitri's.
"Haha, good girl". Michael's laughter echoes.
"I'll send you the address". Michael said "Remember you have to come alone, and don't try to play with me". Threaten Michael again.
Fitri dropped the phone. Tears can no longer be contained. The fear of losing both men is becoming more and more.
"Wait for me, Daddy Brother Sean. I'm gonna save you guys". Sluggishly.
Fitri felt his head heavy, excruciating pain probably crying too much. His nose was drawing fresh blood. Fitri immediately sought the drug he usually consumed
His vision began to blur and even felt dark.
Brukkkkk
The girl fell on the bed. His eyes were already puffy from crying, the blood in his nose had stopped flowing. The girl was unconscious. I don't know what's going to happen to him
Bending his day, the light of day shone on his face. So he woke up from a beautiful sleep that turned out to be fainted.
Soon Fitri was conscious and woke up. Fitri groped his laptop, looking for the address Michael sent last night.
"It's in the middle of the forest". Mumbled.
"I have to leave immediately". He rushed his laptop into his backpack.
Fitri also searched for one of the cars in the trunk of the Mansion. The latest cars from Fillipo. With his genius and ingenuity, Fitri managed to break into car contacts so there is no need to need a key.
The sports car drove at high speed leaving the luxurious Mansion of the Wilmar family. Even Fitri didn't dress her, she still wore the dress she wore last night. Fitri looks very anxious and panicked, and unfortunately the blood in his nose still had time to drip. Gruffly Fitri wiped his nose with a tissue.
"It sucks you blood! Don't you see I'm in a hurry?". Grumpily Fitri while removing the blood in his nose. He also did not forget to take the medicine.
"Ahh I'm hungry, I'd better stop by at the Minimarket first". Say Fitri and immediately pull over his car.
Fitri went in to buy some snacks so hastily.
Brakkkkkk
Suddenly Fitri hit someone.
"Sorry Sir". Fitri picked up the items that fell on the floor.
"Are you okay?". Ask the man Fitri hit while helping the girl pick up her stuff strewn across the floor.
"I'm fine, sir". Reply Fitri took the stuff.
"I'm first Sir". Fitri immediately left the man who was still at his place and headed for the car.
"Who's the girl? Real pretty". The man muttered with a sweet smile.
"May we meet again little girl". He said slowly while staring at Fitri's car away from the Minimarket.
While Fitri still drove his car quickly to the German International Airport, he occasionally bit the bread he just bought earlier.
"Hmm, if it's not filled my stomach is really hard to think". He chirped "Luckily I did not forget to bring a black card given by Brother Sean". He muttered while chewing the bread voraciously.
"I just realized if I'm hungry, most of the crying turned out to be draining". He chuckled to himself as if forgetting his sorrow and purpose.
"It turns out to be true said the people, crying it takes energy let alone heartbreak". Chirps themselves "Ahh, Mr. Fillipo not yet so I've been heartbroken when I saw you hurt". Said Fitri monologue himself. Until the snacks of the toilet were not left, he had not eaten from last night so it was only natural that the girl was very hungry.
Fitri's car arrived at the airport, Fitri parked his car in the airport parking lot. With a shaky step and hurriedly he entered the airport.
"Gosh, I don't have a ticket?". Fitri patted his eel. The girl looked like there was no burden, still laughing with her stupidity even though her heart was struggling.
"I have an idea". Smirk's smile.
Fitri took out his laptop again to hack all the passenger data in the airport. Entering false data.
"Done". He closed his laptop and put it back in.
A few minutes later his name was called to check in. The girl with a smile entered without sin and not a single airport officer suspected her safety.
The aircraft that Fitri was riding was already flying at medium speed. Travel far enough.
"Oh my God, is this a plane or a bird? Why so slow??". Fitri Protest.
Seriate.....