Don't Blame Me

Not Want to Surrender

Before getting into the story, I just hope that the last episodes that will be written soon, can provide valuable lessons for us. Which is good, which is bad. Which should be, which should not. Remember, humans are social creatures. We can't live alone. There is no harm in occasionally bothering others.

Happy reading ( ⁇ ◞ ⁇ ◟ )

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“PLEASE!!” screeched Floryn after finally getting rid of the handkerchief that tied her mouth. “PLEASE!” screams after shouts echoed in the room that began to be filled with flames.

Why was it like no one had heard her screams, even though Foryn had already shouted out loud enough?

“Uhuk! Uhuk!” Floryn coughed as the smoke grew thicker. For a long time, Floryn never put up with the name smoke. Whether it's vehicle smoke, cigarette smoke, or combustion smoke like this. His eyes and nose will sting. His lungs were full of it and it hurt.

Floryn's eyes kept watering. His sight began to blur. He could no longer ….

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“Bim ... it's Floryn's car, Bim!” zoel exclaimed as they clashed the road with a car that Zoel was very familiar with.

Bima turned around to see the car in question. “You sure, Zoel?” tanya Bima made sure.

“Iya! in Floryn's car there is a custom sticker whose model is quite absurd! I'd better turn around and chase him!” zoel said he thought maybe Floren was in the car with his life under threat.

However, just before Zoel managed to turn around, they both saw a faint puff of smoke.

“Fire, Zoel! I'd better call the fire department to come to that place!” exclaimed Bimo who just took out HP from inside his pants pocket.

“Bim, the fire came from the home of his late friend Floryn!” For a while they both remained silent. Don't know which way to find Floryn. “Bim, call for help to catch up to Floryn's car! For some reason, my feeling is that Floren is not in the car,” he said as he stepped on the gas pedal again. Zoel drove back to the house of the late Cika instead of chasing after the car that had passed them so quickly.

A very difficult choice. I don't know where Florin is at the moment. Just depending on his feelings, Zoel continued to pray in his heart, so that nothing bad happened with Floryn. He will not forgive himself if anything bad happens.

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Zoel's car stops right in the courtyard of Cika's late house. There are already some residents who work hand in hand to put out the fire. Unfortunately, they only rely on buckets and dipper. When will the fire in the house die?

One thing that immediately caught Zoel's attention as he got out of the car was the door of the house that looked open. The house of the late Cika is not a luxury house. Just a simple house consisting of one floor but quite spacious.

His heart was pounding when he saw that. How did he know if Foryn was in there or not? Netra Zoel scanned the location of the fire and could not find any clues.

“How, Bim? Can they catch Floryn's car?” zoel asked his friend who was one of the police officers. The one who befriended him after some trouble that happened with Floryn. The guy who turned out to be one of his underclassmen back in High School.

“Before, this is a message in.” Bima opened the message he meant and immediately read it. “Driver Jack! And ... she's alone, Zoel!” Bima's sentence made Zoel almost faint. It means that Foryn is in there trapped between the flames.

Zoel's fist clenched. He quickly went to the back of his car and picked up a plastic laundry that he had not been able to get out of there. In a hurry he ripped a package that was still sealed neatly. From there he took out a thick bed cover and brought it outside.

“Pak, I ask for the water!” hatch Zoel while taking one bucket of water that only half is left. He didn't care if the men were angry. His affairs are far more important than anything at the moment.

“What do you want to do?” bima asked when she saw what Zoel was doing.

“Floryn must be inside. I have to get him out or he'll be fucked, Bim!” zoomel stood up from there.

In his hand was a wet bed cover so heavy. But the man carried her like there was no burden at all. Maybe that's what we call the power of love.

“You don't go crazy, Zoel! What if there's no Foryn in there? Or what if Floryn—"

“Silence, Bim. You don't have to explain it to me.”

“At least wait for the extinguisher to come in a minute!” bima exclaimed as they heard the siren of the extinguishing car was getting closer.

“Neg. Won't be able to ..” Zoel closed the bed cover to his own body and immediately entered through the door of the house that had begun to burn fire.

Outside, Bima could only be stunned to see that. Going to catch up and pull Zoel out is also impossible.

Inside the house of the late Cika who was on fire, Zoel had a little trouble with the amount of smoke that was confined. Imagine if there's a floryn in there making it crowded. How can a pregnant woman survive in such conditions?

Although not all parts of the house burned, the conditions in there are still vulnerable. When viewed from the outside, the condition is not as severe as when inside.

Zoel tried to focus his gaze. His face started to heat up because it had to get out of bed cover protection. He has to find Floryn's body and take her away.

The next moment he was inside, Zoel saw a woman lying on the floor with her hands still tied. His heart wanted to stop beating right then and there.

With great difficulty, Zoel tried to approach the body.

“FLO!” zoel cried when he finally reached it.

The first thing Zoel did was look for the woman's breath. Unfortunately, he could not feel anything even a little.

“Damn!”

Zoel immediately removed the bed cover that covered his body and covered it to Floryn's body. With the weight increasing, Zoel tried hard to bring Foryn's body out of there.

However, a small accident occurred. As Zoel was about to come out of the confinement of the fire, something coming from the ceiling swung and hit his temple. It was hanging and it was almost falling, fortunately not hitting it.

“Arrgh!” cry Zoel. His left hip was painful and hot at the same time. Zoel's vision began to blur, he realized he had inhaled too much smoke. It made him even more weak. He has to get out of there fast.

“Zoel!” bima said when he saw his friend managed to get out with a body figure that is not yet known who. In my heart, Bima hoped if it was indeed Floryn.

Some of the firefighters who were already there just picked up Zoel. They took Floryn out of Zoel's hands and placed her on a flat ground. The man untied Floryn's hand and tried to cool her body temperature.

Meanwhile, other firefighters are trying to put out the growing fire. Fortunately, the distance of the house was quite far from the neighbors, but still many residents had gathered to see it.

Zoel's body was a little wet when he came out of the front door, because the extinguisher flush towards the roof of the house. Someone else immediately memapah Zoel and take him to the ambulance that is also already stand by there.

“Prepare oxygen!” yell someone while looking at Zoel.

“Floryn ...,” says Zoel. He pointed to the figure he had brought. Zoel hopes they help Floryn, not him. But Zoel is running out of power. He could only follow where he was taken.

Zoel gets the oxygen he needs. From where she sat, Zoel could see some paramedics trying to resuscitate Foryn. They deliver oxygen and attempt cardiopulmonary resuscitation or CPR, but Foryn does not also move.

Zoel's heart beats increasingly. He couldn't have lost Floryn to his stupid mistakes. It is impossible to be left without a good-bye.

Zoel did not accept. Especially when the neutrals saw clearly, when the officers stopped their efforts and could only shake weakly.

“No ...,” says Zoel. The corner of his eyes began to fill with tears. He knew that his heart would not be strong enough to keep him from falling. “FLO!” A scream escaped from his mouth.

Zoel removed the oxygen mask that was given by paramedics beside him. He left the man who also did not try to restrain Zoel's departure.

Zoel's heavy steps, halted right in front of the body of Foryn who had no signs of life. He sat down next to Floren.

“Her pulse is so weak and just disappears. Her lungs were filled with smoke,” was obviously one of the paramedics behind Zoel.

Zoel shook weakly. “Neg ... Floryn is not a weak woman ...”

After saying that, Zoel again performed CPR on Floryn. It was as if he was unsure of what those people had done just a moment ago.

“Come on, Flo ... Don't give up! I'm sure you're still here, right?” zoel asked the motionless figure in front of him.

“Zoel ... Never mind,” said Bima who looks sad with the loss of Zoel.

“No.. I'm sure he's still here. He's trying to get back, Bim!” zoel did not want to give up.

Again, Zoel did CPR. This time he also did artificial breath mouth to mouth to the woman he planned to marry. Zoel does it continuously. He did not care about the officers who no longer tried to calm him down. They knew everything Zoel did was a waste. Until finally ….

“Uhuk! Uhuk!”

Seriate.