CONFINEMENT

CH 123 - KALAM CINTA SANG KEMBARA PART IV

"You!"

"We! untie me!"

"What's my fault with you, We?" he cried at the man he knew.

"Let go!"

"Take me off, We" the woman screamed back at the middle-aged man with a blood-stained dagger in his hand.

But the old man did not budge and continued to push closer towards the woman.

"Sorry, Ni Mas."

"I can't grant Ni Mas's request."

"This is for the future of your extended family, Ni Mas!"

"I have to kill Ni Mas" said the man back, with a cold face he stepped closer to the woman tied to the pole.

Two people entered the room and shouted at the man,

"What are you doing, We?"

"What's this?" said one of the men in a hood.

"Yes, what happened?"

"Lano! wake Lanus!" shouted one of them while shaking the body of Lanus lying covered with blood.

"We! why did you kill Lanus?"

"What's her fault?" said the hooded man who wiggled lanus' body just now.

"Silence!"

"It's for our employer."

"This woman is the greatest barrier to our employer's future, we must get rid of her!"

"Or you will have the same fate as Lanus who has defied this great cause!" the hardened middle-aged man to his two comrades, his gaze sharply intimidating, the old man made the two hooded men shudder and quietly choked.

Back the old man stepped closer to the woman tied in the middle of the pole. The woman struggled to escape and the look in her eyes implied fear when she saw the cold face of the man who approached her.

"What are you going to do!"

"We, I beg ... "

"Take me off!"

"I'll give you a great gift if you let me go!" exclaimed the woman was trying to influence the man who approached her but the man ignored the woman's call.

Still with a cold face and a hateful gaze, the man slammed a dagger in his hand right into the woman's chest,

"Don't, We!"

"No!"

"Don't!"

"Ohhhhhhh!" shouted the woman when the keris in the hand of the old man was right stuck in his chest.

"Habsari!"

"Habsari! Nduk .. wake up!"

"Habsari's awake!" madam Warika exclaimed as she shook the body of her eldest daughter who shouted hysterically in a state of sleep.

"Habsari, wake!"

"Wake, Son!"

"What happens until you yell at the whole house like that?" back madam Warika asked.

With a breath of breath

Habsari answered,

"Mommy!"

"Help me, Mi?"

"I'm afraid Mi!" said Habsari with a pale face woke from his sleep, cold sweat seems to wet his forehead, hugging the body of the mother tightly.

"What's going on?"

"What do you dream of, son?"

"Wake up and sit down." exclaimed madam Warika tidying up Habsari's nightgown while helping her eldest daughter sit on the couch.

The middle-aged woman then stepped towards the window and opened it, the breeze of the night blowing into the room, saw Madam Warika taking a glass of water on the table that was always available in the room, and she saw the lady of Warika taking a glass of water, put the glass on the child.

With a face that still leaves a sense of fear, Habsari grabbed a glass from the hands of the mother, the woman was seen in a hurry to drink water in the glass so that it made her choke.

"Slow down, kid!"

"There's no need to hurry" said the middle-aged woman.

A moment later Madam Warika again said,

"What makes you hysterically scared like this, son?" said madam Warika.

By regulating the breath that is still wheezing, Habsari tries to digest what is natural in the dream.

With a pale face and a stammering voice he told me about what happened in his dream.

He remembered one incident in his dream. Three hooded men and a middle-aged man held her captive in an old house on the outskirts of Banjar Manguntur and one of her captors was known as We Landep, a loyal servant of the late master Timoti and gardener at home.

After hearing the words of her eldest daughter, Madam Warika smiled shadyly at the child, at the trunk of Habsari's hair as she said,

"It was just a dream, Habsari!"

"There's no way We Landep would dare to act so recklessly."

"More than you know, the maid was just an old man and helped take care of Tiara since your sister was sick,"

"Mami didn't even see a kidnapper look on her" said Madam Warika withholding her laughter.

Habsari seemed silent while occasionally wiping the sweat on her forehead.

"Even if he was very loyal to the late Timoti, the old man would not dare to act outside his limits."

"Maybe you're too tired all day."

"So that it gets carried away in your dreams."

"Mami look at you lately so busy that there is no time for us to just talk for a moment" concluded the old woman to the child.

Habsari's gaze glanced towards the window of the room opened by the mother so that fresh air into the room.

"It's all because Uncle and Son don't know themselves!"

"All my efforts have been in vain because of Uncle and Wati."

"All activities concerning the Garuda Gold family were taken over by Papi." Habsari grumbled to the mother.

"Even my efforts have been to manage all of Eyang's late assets that are of no value to you!"

"Just because of a trivial incident, all my rights were revoked by Papi because of Uncle's incitement." added Habsari.

Madam Warika was seen sighing, the old lady now got up from her seat.

"You think the mess you've been doing with being the brains of the Muhibbin and Jero Perbekel murders a decade ago is trivial?"

"Conscious Habsari, sober!"

"What you're doing is crossing a line."

"If you're not a descendant of the Harsuto family, it's probably a severe punishment you've already received and it could be a death sentence you'll get!" hardik mistress Warika on her eldest daughter.

"It's still a good thing that Papi and your Uncle are protecting you so you're free from the law."

"Begging you, change your attitude and be stubborn in acting so as not to harm others, Habsari."

"Bapi and Mami are old, who else will protect you if we're gone?"

"Take Mami's words, Habsari." concluded Madam Warika to her eldest daughter, with the old woman's disappointed face staring at her daughter.

"In my difficult times, you threw me away."

"Your word is that I'm nothing and Wati is always in the kids."

"When I started my own business you were suspicious of me."

"When I continued the effort that Uncle had pioneered with his co-workers and began to show results, everything was taken over without my consent."

"Why is all injustice always happening to me, Mi?" pekik Habsari to his mother.

Madam Warika looked closely at her son.

"Last noon Mr. Sirkun came to wood processing."

"Unilaterally he made up his mind without asking for my opinion!"

"The old businessman now entrusts the management of our timber business to the village boy!" said Habsari back, now looks anger in his face.

"Take care of what you say, Habsari."

"It is impolite to call an older person with such words."

"Which village boy do you mean, Habsari?"

"What's that Muhibbin you're talking about?"

Habsari fell silent not answering the question of Madam Warika, who, the woman only snorted and her pale face hinted at a sense of indignation when considering the wood processing business she was involved in now turned to Muhibbin as a representative of Mr. Sirkun who is none other than the largest owner of joint venture capital among others the late Mr. Timoti with the businessman from the Coconut Country.

Seeing her daughter's annoyed behavior, Madam Warika understood who her daughter meant and the middle-aged woman said again.

"You can't be like that."

"That's the right of Mr. Sirkun to appoint anyone to manage your business."

"Especially mami heard, the young man is currently close to the only Princess Sirkun and they will soon have a wedding" said Madam Warika to the child who was enveloped in anger.

Habsari again snorted with his jaw looks hardened, the woman was upset when she recalled her meeting this afternoon with Mr. Sirkun at his wood processing center.

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