
"So I took her to her class anyway, to give her a file. But his classmate said he didn't come in, didn't tell him too. It's not usually Ken. That's why I'm nanya."
"No... I hope what I think is wrong..."
Typhoon's breath was hunting, sweat drenching his temple when his steps made it to his porch. He saw the garden lights and the main room was still out. He quickly knocked down the door looking for his sister's whereabouts.
"Ken, are you home?" His call echoed, confirming the existence he was looking for. Silence, no answer. The house was completely empty.
He stepped into Ken's room, bathroom, kitchen, checking one room at a time. But only the emptiness he got. There was no one in the house but her.
His mind's getting fucked up.
Where else would he look? He had no idea who his sister's close friends might know of his whereabouts. He also doesn't know who to tell.
Right now he's scared to death if something bad happens to his one sister.
Yet he tried to stay positive, reluctantly trusting his instincts that continued to fill his brain with a terrible shadow. Although they were never close, but he was very familiar with Ken's nature. He had never acted like this before. Go without alerting Hali and ditching her.
The heartbeat in his chest is getting faster and irregular making him feel pain in every breath. But he ignored.
His mind was fully focused on guessing where Ken was going. Until his attention is diverted to the cell phone in his pants pocket.
Ken's name is on his phone screen as the sender of the message. He did not know that his sister also kept his phone number. In a hurry he opened the message, reading every word written there.
His forehead wrinkled, "This..."
*****
Hali was just getting ready to clean up his stationery. The entire course of the day ended when the sky had turned dark. Tired hue clearly read from the look of the face!his dull and looks exhausted. Unfortunately he could not go home and rest his body because there was still a meeting after this.
When he was about to move, the ringing of the mobile phone made his steps restrained to get out of class. Hali frowned to find the name of Typhoon in the contact of the caller. It was rare for his sister to contact him if it wasn't urgent.
"Yes, what's up, Fan?"
"Sir Hali, Ken's been kidnapped!" The sound of the Typhoon across there sounded chaotic, like a person rushing with a slightly chipped breath. "Huh?" Hali gawking made his. His brain had trouble processing Typhoon's simple but too sudden speech.
"Today he's not at school, not at home. And I just got a message from the guy who used Ken's number, it contained a threat and a photo of Ken being tied up. The perpetrator also sent the location where Ken was in the firebrush. I know that place, I'll be there first. Hali quickly followed."
"Huh? Wh-what? Wait Typhoon! Don't be rash!"
"Hello, Typhoon! Hey, Argh shit!" He screamed emotion, not caring about the gaze of the people around him.
His fingers quickly returned to make calls at the same number but that sounded only a continuous tone that never lifted. He groans in frustration. He brought his feet quickly out of class, but the ringing of his cell phone again stopped his steps.
This time Ken's name was plastered, he sent a message along with a picture. A picture of Ken being tied to a chair with a knife pointed at his neck. Although there was no wound, he appeared unconscious.
Then followed by a continuous message containing threats as well as location coordinates
"In 30 minutes I'm waiting in this place. Hurry up or you'll miss the deaths of your two sisters."
He clenched his hands tightly while reading the impression. His emotions are completely out of his control, he tries to call Ken's number, hoping to connect with the kidnapper.
"Hey, Hali... have you got a message from me?" Unexpectedly, his call was received. The heavy voice that greeted Hali's eardrum sounded so familiar but his memory blurred about the owner of the voice.
"Damn it, who are you!? Let go of my sister!"
"Gosh, you've forgotten me as it turns out. I'm a little disappointed. You're still fierce, just like before. "
"Don't play with me." Hali was no longer able to hold back her emotions. His blood seemed to boil, his anger was already at the peak of the sweet potato when he received the message.
"As long as you know Hali Rabael, I never play with my words. You want to meet your sister, right? Come over! Your time is wasted just to find out who I am."
"Damn it! Don't you dare touch my sister, not even a single hair. Or I won't forgive you!"
"Yes, you better hurry! You have 26 minutes left. If you don't come soon, you won't have time to say goodbye to your two sisters. HUAHAHAHAHA!!!" The terrible laughter across the street ended the phone call.
Hali's breath hunted, his hands clenched tightly clutching his hp until his nails turned white. His face was flushed red, unable to contain his outburst of anger. Who would dare to play with his family? He doesn't feel like he has a problem with anyone else. If the problem is with him, why should his sister be involved?
He can no longer think clearly. Ken is currently being held in an old warehouse on the edge of town. It took at least 25 minutes to reach the place. He has to hurry, there is not much time. A little late, his sister's life is at stake. Hali did not want to take the risk, even though he knew it was a trap or a motive for revenge. His instincts say so.
Although anger prevailed, deep within him he felt fear. Afraid that he would not be able to see his two brothers. Afraid of not seeing Ken's warm smile. Fear of not being able to hear Typhoon's cheerful laughter. He was afraid of losing his reason for breathing air again tomorrow...
Why did this have to happen to her family?
"Oh my God, please! Don't let the reason for my life just disappear. I hope they're okay..."
TB