
The whole city boisterous. The faces that usually walked with pride turned into faces of depression. Some people were holding their heads down with their eyes almost out. There are also those who try to strengthen themselves and support each other. But for those who were jostling with numbers around their necks, some cheered with excitement at Yuva's name. There were also those who did not show any expression. This incident won't have a big impact on them. Even for those who did not show any expression also did not seem to support the actions that Yuva would execute. They just shut up.
In my disguise, I still noticed those bewildered faces. There are also boisterous to stop public vehicles that are still operating. Whether it's a motorcyclist, a car, or a public vehicle, all activity is stopped. They are wary of anyone trying to get out of the city. This town is not so big. To get out of this city does not require much time even though it is in the middle of the city.
With both of my feet, I still took a quick step towards the city surveillance building. Several wide-open glass screens in the buildings still broadcast the news of the incident. There was still no confirmation of the movement from the city leader. It's better that way. I should be able to talk to Yuva first.
An hour or so, with breathing still hard to manage, I had reached the doorstep of the building where Yuva was. Two large people in dark clothes stood at the main entrance. I approach them slowly. When the two pairs of eyeballs headed towards me, they immediately stood by. His face was set intimidating and alert.
My move refused to stop. While immediately showing the necklace embedded in my neck, the two of them slightly lowered their guard. I told the two men of great stature that I was an ally of Yuva who had come to provide important information. They believe. Fortunately, they are not as smart as I thought.
After asking the room where Yuva was, I stepped in. Inside there are several more men with burly bodies with uniforms similar to guarding. My index finger must also work many times to show my caldier so that they are no longer suspicious. Then while crossing several rooms with the door open, I found in the room there were some of the original employees of this building who were prisoners. On one hand I was amazed at Yuva who in such a short time could gather this many followers. I think these are the prison prisoners who managed to escape. But on the other hand, I am sad.
I found an elevator. I went in and headed straight for the eighth floor. In front of the room numbered 811, a random little gibberish who was crouching on the left side of the door told me to stop. While chewing something in his mouth – maybe chewing gum – he looks at me cynically.
His face did not look very friendly. Her clothes were slightly open at the top with torn jeans on her knees. The man stood up. Approaching me and asking in a slow tone of voice. Maybe his voice was slow, and the question was also just about my purpose in coming to this place. But his technique when questioning me was enough to make my neck choked. He seemed to have an intimidating aura. Take a few breaths to eliminate the shaking. Then answer the question.
Unlike the other guards, this man was different. He did not immediately believe my answers. Every time he spoke, there was a flake of foresight that infiltrated my mind. There is no need to take the time to make sure that this person is also intelligent. To put one guard in front of his room takes courage. And Yuva decided on it without hesitation.
Then, with a quick movement he pushed me against the wall with one hand pressing down on my neck. The power is very strong. Next to his other hand – his left hand – firmly pressing my right hand. With the rest of my left hand, thrust my fist repeatedly into his face. But he remained unmoved and pressed my neck even more until I choked.
“Your movements stink so much of a lie. You want to give me information, or you want to stop Yuva?” he said a little whisper.
“Why? Aren't you the same as him? If Yuva's plan works, you can live in peace, right?”
He asked again and now I wonder too. This guy seems interested in my answer.
“I know. But, to live in a dirty way like this I don't think it's a good thing,”.
“In this dirty world you still expect good things? How many people have denounced you as naive?”
My fear is decreasing. This man seemed to want to wash my picture with what was in his mind. Or maybe he tried to exchange ideas with me, in situations and conditions that are not conducive like this for the sake of nourishing his own mind. Because from every word he said he didn't feel like he was trying to get in my way.
“I'm tired of hearing that,” I replied. “You are called naive or stupid though, just go ahead. I just can't put my foot on this earth with something I can't take for granted.”
“Idealist once. Boring!” reply while smiling wryly. “In every human being there is always light and darkness in his heart. Is doing good enough to live in this world? Boring.” Then he who had locked my body movements increasingly tried to make me weak.
This guy is so strong. I who from the beginning did not have martial skills would not be able to win against him. Also not a good choice. I remember that no matter how strong the opponent, as long as he is a man must have the same weaknesses. By exerting all my strength, I tried to push him back. I managed. It's not that far, but there's at least a little room to move one of my right legs to take a swing. Then I tuck my knee right into her groin firmly.
The face of the man changed. At first it seemed charismatic to be the look of a loser. Both of his knees kissed the floor with both of his hands clenching his crotch. Feeling a little chance, just straight back my legs I cast towards his face a few times until he fainted.
The air came in and out of my nose and mouth at a fast tempo. A few drops of sweat came tumbling out carrying the fleeting fear just now perched on me. No more waiting, I quickly checked some rooms. Climb some stairs. Turn right and then straight ahead. Until these two eyeballs managed to capture a square panel attached to a door leaf that read “Monitor” Room.