
A mother will not give up in order to survive.
"Where was my mom?"
Looking at his mother's eyes.
"And Sibu why is it so dirty?"
Sibu was still glued, his gaze straight to Syafa's face, but his mind went nowhere.
In the heart of Sibu hope if his efforts are not in vain. He had taken an extreme decision whether what happened tomorrow day of course he did not know.
"Mom...!"
Shafa shook his mother's arm. While in the room a doctor injects drugs into the body Fahri.
"ah! What, Son?"
"Mom...!" Syafa. "Where's the mother? Why is Sibu's shirt so dirty?"
"The mother went to the mosque." Shafa frowned in wonder. Do people go to the mosque and come home in dirty clothes? Obviously this is a lie.
"The mosque?"
"Emhh, yes! That, anu! Sibu to the mosque!" Gelagat Sibu is suspicious. Even several times avoiding the gaze of Shafa.
"Mom...!"
"The mother is from the mosque. It just so happened that there was a little slippery road so Sibu sprained and fell."
"But there's no rain, Mom! How can the road be slippery?" Deny Syafa.
This is how it lies. The reason also seems unreasonable.
Sibu is trying to find other reasons that might make more sense. Sibu can't tell you about the real events. It's not time to tell the truth.
"Who said there was rain. Because the streets are dusty. People pour water to reduce pollution, right? Well that!" Hope Syafa believes. The reason is not so bad. And it certainly makes more sense.
"Other times be careful, Sibu!" The real shafa is not sure. But his heart and mind were still fixed on Fahri. So he just believed. His mother returned fresh.
But the real event is.
Sibu hurriedly walked into an old building on the edge of the forest. A villa that was long uninhabited. According to some residents the villa is haunted. But for Sibu, the villa was the last hope for him. He hoped that what he thought was right was there.
"Why are you coming here now?"
A tall manly man held a staff with the tip resembling a wolf.
On the right and left there are some thick-bodied men. Everything seems scary.
Sibu stood straight in front of him. The two new guards would stop their steps but as the man raised the staff, they returned to their original place.
If you pay attention, this house is very magnificent and beautiful. But the people inside looked terrible. Their eyes were expressionless.
"You're gonna have to pay a lot for what happened to my son." The moustache of the middle-aged man before him slightly raised.
"They'll clean up anything that gets in the way."
This means that Fahri is considered a barrier. It is not a mistake to get the consequences.
"I'll also clean up anything that dares to hurt my son." Sibu came forward to attack the middle-aged man with the stick. Once an attack can hit the face.
The middle-aged man simply raised his hand. A sign to his men not to interfere.
"Your strength is still the same as before. Strong, nimble, agile and I love it." The man chuckled while wiping the corner of his bloody lips.
Sibu smiled cynically. Mothers who dressed modestly with batik gowns have now changed their carrier. If people know him with a weak woman, in fact he was a champion in the past.
The middle-aged man just smiled. His heart and mind continued to be fascinated by the figure of a beautiful woman whom he had long longed for.
"I know someday you'll come to me on your own. " Murm the man.
"Go all of you?" Said the middle-aged man. Everyone surrounding Sibu slowly retreated and went to the one room on the left.
Sibu is getting angry. Sibu realized that what he was facing was the same person when he was young.
"Andreas! You have dared to hurt my son. You'll suffer the consequences."
"Calm down sweet, your son will be fine."
They bargained for each other. Sibu was still stirred by his emotions because Andreas' request sounded unreasonable. The two fight back until the victory is in the hands of Sibu.
"Give me the antidote!" Sibu pressed down firmly on Andreas' chest. Their position was impressed intimate but in fact Andreas felt sore despite his lips smiling. Andreas can't fight back. But he knows for sure
"You're still the same as you used to be. If only...!"
"Shut up! Just give me the antidote." Sibu is strengthening the pressure. Andreas could not stand it. Andreas fight. Now the reverse position. Sibu's right hand was behind his back and pressed down by Andreas. As powerful as Sibu rebelled, Andreas was still the strongest. Even without permission Andreas kissed Sibu's cheek repeatedly.
"I like the way you girls. But you forgot who I am." Andreas reminded that Sibu's energy was not comparable to his. Sibu. He began to speak a more subtle language.
But not Andreas his name if all the gifts do not get reciprocal. Sibu had to be in that place within hours on the pretext that the antidote would be made.
But Sibu isn't that stupid. He knew for sure the personality of an Andreas. Full of trickery. Thanks to the persistence of Sibu and her intelligent brain. Finally, he got the antidote. Sibu settles and sniffs into the lab. Sibu had come to that villa in the past. Little know the ins and outs of each room.
When Sibu finds the antidote, Sibu escapes through the window and falls rolling to the ground from the second floor. Lucky not to have injuries or broken bones. Just a little wound on the arm.
"Shhhh..." Sibu awakens from the daydream when Syafa compresses the wound on Sibu's arm.
"Is that so painful, Sibu?" Blowing Sibu's wounds with a sad eye.
Sibu just shook his head. Syafa is back again. More careful than the first.
"A long time they don't come out?" Sibu is more worried about Fahri's situation. Fahri has passed through a critical period. Sibu closed her eyes while reminiscing about her encounter with the person she was trying to get rid of from her family life.
"Then how's it going?"
"Sister is resting inside. Doctor said he needed rest. May you soon realize Sibu!"
"Hopefully."
Shafa spread his head over Sibu's shoulders. Lost was already the worry and uneasiness he felt. Sibu stroked the top of her son's head fondly. Both of them looked exhausted until they involuntarily fell asleep.
A dim shadow was visible. Then it's obviously real. A man walks straight. The middle-aged man who remained dashing and beautiful even though part of his hair had turned white.
"Andreas!" Sibu said unconsciously.
The man smiled and entered the room where Fahri was.
"No!"
Sibu reflex rose to the point of not realizing that Syafa's head was still resting on his shoulders.
"Mom...what's wrong?"
Sibu rushed into Fahri's room without answering Syafa's words.
When he reached the doorway, Sibu saw Andreas injecting something into Fahri's infusion.
"What did you do to my son?"
To be continued