Don't Blame Me

Cowardly Men's Mortal Senses

O you who are still loyal here, the author says many thanks to you. Without you, what does this writing mean: ')

Love you a banana (*3*)

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Can't move. That's the first thing Zoel feels. It looks like he just woke up from a fainting spell. Yes, of course he fainted. Zoel doesn't remember what happened to him. Then, where is he now?

Zoel again tried to move his hand. But it's free. It looks like both of Zoel's hands are tied backwards. Not even looking can. Apparently there was a person who covered his head with a black cloth.

Panic begins to appear and forces Zoel to revolt. “Let go of me!” shout Zoel.

Zoel recalled what happened to him before he got to that place. Apparently, he lost while fighting with a man who tried to sedate him.

Wait, did he just lose? However, Zoel's memory is slowly becoming clearer, reminding him that during the fight, he suddenly felt an electric shock that made him stiff can not move.

Zoel just remembered that there was someone else there. A woman with a gun in her hand. The woman smiled before electrocuting her waist with the dangerous device.

“Sttthh ..” A voice sounded from behind. Zoel tried to sit down, but he couldn't.

He tries to think rationally. Would that man kidnap her? He is not a rich man who can give a ransom of up to billions of rupiah. Then ... are they a syndicate selling organs? Then they're wrong people. There are still halal ways to get organs that are guaranteed health.

“Oke ...,” Og Zoel. “What do you guys want?” zoel asked in a voice that was already much calmer. He does not want to waste his energy on something that is not yet clear.

“We don't want anything. Just want to have fun while you say hello from someone to you,” light a voice belonging to a woman.

“Someone?” asked Zoel curiously. Does anyone want to harm him? Killed her?

Behind the cloth covering her face, Zoel started to smile. He knew who had kidnapped him. It must have something to do with Floryn. Apparently, that woman was very expensive. So precious that Zoel's life is at stake.

“You cowardly man's errand, huh? What is his name ... Enrik?” ask Zoel to guess. He knew those people would not kill him. If that happens, the police can immediately know who is behind all this.

“You do not have the right to discuss with us,” said another voice that is a male voice.

“And Enrik was under police surveillance. But you want to work for him. Isn't that too risky?” ask Zoel who is trying to psychicize the criminals. Any idea his efforts were successful and they released Zoel unconditionally.

Meanwhile, the two criminals who were still smiling, could now only look at each other and were silent.

“Do you know that he's under police surveillance?” ask the female kidnapper in a whispering voice. So slow that Zoel couldn't hear it.

The male kidnapper shook his head. “Where do I know. This is the first client after we've been missing for a long time. I even forgot how to find out the features of real or fake money if I find both!” get the criminal.

Zoel, who could not hear anything, guessed that maybe the two men were arguing. One very good thing. That way, he can buy time, for whatever will happen.

“Sttth ... Nevermind! We'll talk about that later. How about we finish that guy's orders? Once it's bad enough, we're gone. I'm sure that he will be arrested and will not deal with our client again ..” whispered the kidnapper.

His partner nodded in agreement.

In the next instant, punch after punch hit Zoel's body. The man could only curl up because his legs and hands were tied. Be ill.

Bugh! Bugh! Bugh!

The kidnappers knew that they should not hit the head and the reproductive organs, as they could have killed Zoel. The order given was to terrorize that person, so no life should be lost.

His back and stomach were in excruciating pain. From what he felt, only one person had been busy beating him since. He should be grateful for this, but still all of it will leave a scar that is not small and takes a long time to recover.

***

“Oke.” The man closed the door of the returning car leaving a deserted road behind him.

Meanwhile, a human figure with a body filled with bruised marks, lay unconscious.

For a while, no one passed by and realized it. Apparently, the two kidnappers deliberately left Zoel's body on a quiet street that is rarely passed by public transportation.

Until finally ….

“MAYAAAAAT!!” the cry of a mother who happened to pass through the streets on her bicycle.

The mothers stopped and observed a figure that did not move in the slightest. Out of fear, he chose to go back on his bike and leave.

After a while, there was a motorbike driver and patrol police came to the place.

Everyone was shocked because it turned out that what the mothers had said was true.

“Don't get too close ...,” said the policeman who had already stepped off his bike. The police immediately contacted the center to provide the information. Information that was once thought to be a lie.

As the policeman tried to get closer and unscrewed the victim's head, Zoel's body moved. Of course, that surprised them all. It turned out, the figure that was thought to be a corpse, was still moving and alive.

Knowing this, a police officer and his partner immediately helped Zoel by opening the face cover in the form of a black cloth. They're worried that Zoel's airway might be blocked. Fortunately, it didn't happen.

Next, the policemen opened the duct tape covering Zoel's mouth. Then, they lifted Zoel to lie on a much better and flatter spot.

“Please mineral water!” pinta is one of the cops trying to keep Zoel sober.

Not long after, someone gave the sealed bottle of mineral water to the police. The policeman opened the lid and thrust the bottle towards Zoel. The man opened his mouth with great difficulty.

“Immediately call an ambulance. This guy could have been seriously injured!” order one of the cops to whoever's in there.

One of the people who happened to be holding HP just contacted the hospital. They all hope that the figure of Zoel can survive and tell all the events in the future.

***

A few minutes after Zoel received treatment, it was now the police who were in charge of obtaining information from Zoel.

“Good afternoon, Sir! We are glad you are okay,” he said firmly.

“I thank you, Sir. I am grateful that you came and helped me,” Zoel said in a weak voice.

“Alright ... was, we intend to contact your sister. But apparently, that number is out of reach. Approximately, who can we contact other than him?” ask the police before starting to ask the core.

Zoel. “Nothing, Sir. I will be fine after I leave the hospital. Better ... I ask you something else. I hope we can catch the culprit as soon as possible ..”

Seriate.