Detective Ngegas

Results of Heroic Action

Dimas opened his eyes. On top of his hand lay the still unconscious Flower. Dimas' head hurts, it hurts a lot. His body was beaten by the mob. His eyes were still unclear, his mind blurred. And his legs, numb. Like there's a broken part or something. His knee hurts when moved. Right, the hanky shifted a little.

A few minutes later Dimas was fully conscious. He only realized that the Flower in his lap was currently injured.

Dimas appears to pat the face of flowers that are dirty with soil. His lips were pale, wounds everywhere. His eyes were closed and it was hard to wake him up.

It's been almost an hour since Dimas did that but there was no response. Heart rate of flowers is not so clearly felt. His fingertips were cold. His body is very weak. It was natural for a person who had just hit his head due to being thrown thousands of meters away.

Dimas stopped moving the body of the Flower. He looked at the flower. The face of a brave man, who did not want to see his family leave, now lay weakly before Dimas. On the soft hand Dimas.

Visible teardrops across Dimas' cheeks. He lowered his head right beside the flower. He screamed occasionally, releasing anger.

"I SUCK!!! I SUCK >0

Before the flower is thrown.

The flower encourages Dimas to get inside the head of the carriage before the carriage hits the gravel. The flower gave her most beautiful smile back then, as a goodbye. When the train hit the pebble, it bounced. His consciousness was gone because some pebbles appeared to hit his head.

When the Flower almost bounced from unconsciousness, Dimas immediately moved quickly. He jumped off the train so he could pick up the flowers. And HAP! The body of the Flower was in Dimas' embrace back then. For a moment Dimas stared at the Flower, saw a sweet face full of wounds, then drowned his face on the shoulder of the Flower.

A few miles away they're just about to land. Dimas is getting ready. He bent the body of the Flower, hiding his head, neck, and spine behind his body. After making sure the flowers are safe, Dimas then closed his eyes. He hugged the flower tightly. Then, DAG! His body landed first. His prepared back was the target of the dry sand.

They rolled on the sand. His hair was full of sand. He had not dared to stretch his body because he knew their bodies would still spin a few meters away. The roll position is the most appropriate one to do. Dimas maintains its position so that the Flower does not hurt much.

It was only when they were about to stop that Dimas opened his right hand. He held a stone and stuck it in the sand. They stopped, with a little drag. Both are full of wounds and sand. Flowers are no longer conscious. But it turns out Dimas followed what happened to the Flower.

After nearly fifteen minutes had passed since Dimas cried.

Dimas pitted his forehead with the forehead of the Flower. He seemed to close his eyes and mouth tightly to endure the pain in his heart. His left hand holding the head of the Flower was still loyal there. His right hand immediately ambushed the cheek of the Flower which seemed to be quite badly injured.

Dimas repeatedly whispered the name of the flower. But apparently, Bunga could not listen to Dimas's call. It's getting worse. It can be known Dimas when he grasped the wrist of the Flower. There was no more beating, no more soft and warm hands, no more hope.

Dimas was shedding more and more tears. It was alay but these were true tears resulting from heartache. His vocal cords shook, producing a very loud shout.

What should Dimas do? There aren't. His feet were unable to support his body. The screams will be useless because no one is there. They landed near rails that were rarely used. Especially now that it is almost maghrib, where people rarely come out.

How's their fate?

The sky is overcast, why come with it? They can't die yet. Although the sound of thunder came and came back, nothing was uncertain. Dimas releases his left hand. He opened his coat, began to protect. Flowers are now being shrouded, trying to survive standing with mother earth. (Try poetic :v)

18.00 WIB, Halloween Railway Station.

"Can't! I have to find them! The flowers are there, just like Dimas! It's up to you all not to help, but I won't stay still ~0~!"yelled Jutong then ran over the yellow line.

"Wait, Jutong~o~!"shouted Mr. Burhan. He looks to bag some stuff that might be needed."I follow~.~,"he said then got a nod of the head from Jutong.

18.15 WIB, Train Head.

Jutong seemed to wipe the glass of the car covered by raindrops. He then approached the pebble. He nodded. He walked away, after which turned to look at the position of the carriage. He nodded his head and approached Mr. Burhan who was still silent, resting in the car.

"I guess, if they were close to 90 or even 100 km/h, and collided with these pebbles in unison, they would have bounced off for about one or less than two kilometers. New estimate. And I estimate they'll bounce in that direction~o~!"yelled Jutong while pointing towards the dead rail it was on. Yes, he must shout because the rush of rain makes his voice inaudible.

"Then, let's go there, nak~o~!"said Mr. Burhan. Jutong nodded as well.

"Wait~o~!"abugn.

Then he entered the car. There he crouched in the control of the train. He took something and showed it to Mr. Burhan.

"We read the strange letter later~o~!"said Mr. Burhan. Jutong nodded again and they went towards a police car. They entered it, Mr. Burhan then handed over the keys and the car sped through the night.

"I won't let you get rained on♡_♡!"whispered Jutong in the heart.

18.18 WIB, in the Middle of the Sand.

Dimas was still firmly holding his heavy coat because it was wet. He must protect the Flower, whose condition is worse than his. He took a flashlight from his coat so that he would not fear the darkness. A cellphone? Don't ask. They have become parts. The battery is gone.

The pale dimas, staring at the Flower. Flowers are beautiful and strong. She is the youngest female detective, defeating previous detectives Jutong and Ara. She'sgreat. That's why Dimas loved her so much. Plus they had one Junior High before.

They have survived for a long time. The flower hand is getting colder. Dimas could only smile, covering up the pain in his heart. He had been thinking positively about their death. Moreover, Flowers seemed to have been extremely critical at the moment. He did not know whether the Flower's heartbeat was still there or not.

Several times Dimas opened his coat to exchange carbon dioxide for fresh oxygen outside. But this time it was hard to do that. It's getting weaker. In addition to eating meatballs, he was also very cold. His mind is disheveled.

Dimas could only imagine what he wanted to accomplish before he died. Getting approval to date from Jutong. After that he and Bunga will be in a relationship as lovers. As the flowers begin to love her, they get married. Two children, twins, are his hope. After that, they will visit with the car that Dimas has. A roaring car accompanied by sirens. Wait sirens?

Dimas began to wake up. The voice was not from his shadow. He can tell which ones are imaginary and which are not. Then he opened his coat. There were two lights on Dimas's face, blinding his eyes. He realized, it was help. No matter if they are good people or bad people, the most important thing is that the flower must get a little warmth.

Dimas lifted his body. He placed the head of the Flower very carefully before he gestured to the car. When Dimas lifted his body, it felt a little pain in his knees. But he did not care, he still tried to be more visible to the car. The flashlight he held was moved to the right and to the left.

From behind the wheel, Jutong saw a fairly bright light. That's where the Dimas and Flowers are! Without hesitation, Jutong immediately stuck his foot in the gas of the car so they drove so fast.

A car stopped right next to Bunga. Dimas exhales. Finally someone helped them.

Someone got out of the car, started to approach Dimas and Flowers that looked weak. Their faces were covered with the darkness of the night. Dimas couldn't recognize the man. All Dimas could see was their strange clothes. Wearing knee-length pants, a shiny shirt, and wait, is that a headset?

Suddenly three other people appeared from inside the car. They instantly pulled Dimas' arm and displaced the Flower. No, they're not good people. Just look at their treatment of flowers. I don't know what they mean that Dimas already understands one thing, they are DJ plotters.

Dimas energy seemed to rise again. Then he rebelled. His thoughts regarding, "anyone important Flower can get warmth" instantly disappeared. He thrashed, trying not to feel pain in his knee.

LICHY!!!

He kicked the man with the sunglasses until he lost focus. He immediately took the Flower from the other man's hand, took his flashlight and coat and tried to escape.

The flower that is now on Dimas' back can only remain silent as his condition worsens. Plus the rain that drenched it made the Flower even more cold. Dimas doesn't care about his condition. He then ran though one of his legs had to limp.

The DJ's plot is indeed looking for Flowers. They then go after Dimas even though they have to get soaked. Something heavy was thrown at Dimas's feet. BRAAKKK!!!! Dimas's body and the Flower fell. Dimas immediately prepared his hand for the Flower head. They're back on the ground.

The DJ's plot moved immediately. But suddenly, the siren sound that was just now, became closer and closer. The sound was enough to make those people run away. Again, they did not make their voices.

The car stopped in front of Dimas. Jutong and Mr. Burhan get out of there. They did not ask about Dimas and Bunga because they were not well.

Mr. Burhan immediately picked up the Flower which, ah, was already like a lifeless person. Jutong, unlike usual, instantly helped Dimas to wake up. They were both lifted to the back seat. Some of the sand began to disappear when the rain managed to flush them.

Dimas sat down with cold. The flower rests on Dimas' shoulder. Mr. Burhan took some cloth from the trunk and gave it to Dimas. Without the need for command, Dimas enveloped the Flower with the cloth. Because the Flower shirt is not exposed to rain water, only the coat, Dimas so it is not difficult to warm it. He took off the Flower's coat carefully and then covered the Flower's body with a cloth.

After making sure everything was safe, they closed the door. Siren sound as a sign, back on. All the glass is sealed because the car goes fast.

Dimas who still restores himself looks expressionless. No one dared to say a single word back then. They just talk to their minds.

Dimas wrapped himself in those cloths. It was actually not an ordinary thin cloth. The cloth is a towel candidate. So no wonder if Dimas who initially shivered immediately breathed smoothly.

He looked towards the flower. His face is still pale. His heart rate hasn't been felt yet. His hands are still cold. Dimas closed his eyes.

Don't leave yet, I still can't have you. Whisper Dimas.

And after that all the views of Dimas went dark.