DRIBBLE

TRAPPED

"I'm forced to execute here" Carok thought as he walked into the hospital.

Then the tares in and out of the people in the hospital lobby strengthened Carok's intention to seek information by going to the guard at the lobby table. His actions were made as appropriate as possible to dispel the suspicions of the officer, but still the look on his face could not hide his tension.

One of the hospital lobby officers had been watching Carok's movements since he entered the main door of the hospital. Carok did not realize at all that he was in the observation of a woman who was behind the lobby table.

“Goodnight, anything we can help pack?” greet one of the guards as Carok approaches his desk.

“Mm, a, anu want to ask the patient on behalf of Thunder?” carok asked a little nervously.

The woman next to the officer who greeted Carok continued to watch silently. His instincts instantly discovered the awkwardness in the large-bodied man.

“Sorry, whose father?” ask the lady who greeted Carok.

“Sss, sa, i.. te, his friend Sus,” replied Carok stammered not expecting to be asked like that.

“Before I check first yes sir,” said the nurse.

The female guard then sat back down, pretending to check the name Carok mentioned through the computer. He glanced at the woman next to him who was on the phone. The woman gave the code.

The woman sitting next to the guard who greeted Carok secretly dialed the contact number on the phone that he always held in his hand. From his sitting position with the position of Carok's establishment across the lobby table, the whereabouts of the woman is not so visible only the tip of her head that is visible at a glance by Carok. Carok ignored his existence, thinking he was just a Sister who was also on duty in the lobby.

“There's Sus?!” carok asked again curious as soon as the Sister stood up again.

“There sir, Guntur sir is in room number 20 VIP,” Sister said.

“Thank you Sus,” said Carok then immediately passed leaving the lobby table.

The woman who had noticed Carok's movements immediately spoke to someone over the phone as soon as the sturdy man left.

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In the room number 7 VIP occupied by Thunder, a plainclothes police officer and three colleagues immediately relayed their plans to Guntur and his family after getting a call from a police officer who was standing guard in the hospital lobby. Although at first the look on Mamah Karmila's face, Mr. Asrul and Hafizah stiffened, but after explaining the situation and conditions they finally understood.

"During carrying out this strategy we ask Mr. Thunder, mother and mother not to go out of the room. This is in accordance with our estimation that the assassin gang is very professional, they will chase after Thunder sir to ensure the condition of the target. We've set up a trap in room 20. The room has been named Thunder and our colleagues have prepared everything." explained the officer.

"Good sir, thank you very much good luck," said Guntur.

The four undercover officers immediately left Thunder's room to join his comrades in room number 20 VIP.

Just as the four plainclothes officers passed, a large tall man wearing a black leather jacket came and stood for a moment while making a wail right in front of Thunder's room door. The man who was none other than Carok, then saw the number listed on the door leaf.

"Number 7 the name of Salman's father, in front of it number 12 Siska's mother, means still there again" murmured Carok reading the writing on the door.

Then Carok was about to continue his steps but stopped when he saw a nurse walking from the front.

"Excuse me, Sus, where's the VIP number 20?" ask Carok to the Sister.

"Oh, room number 20 is turning to the right at the corner of the pack," replied the Sister smiling kindly.

"Yes the intersection of the hallway in front of it sir," replied the Sister then continued her steps to leave Carok.

Carok also rushed back to follow the instructions of the Sister. In the hallway, Carok again stopped for a moment to pay attention to his surroundings that seemed loose and ordinary. Room number 20 mentioned Sister is at the very corner already visible to Carok, he also accelerated his steps towards the room.

Before long Carok steps up in front of room number 20. Carok stopped in front of the door, nodding his head for a moment when he saw the sign and the room number.

"Number 20 is the name Thunder, meaning he is still alive," Carok murmured then looked to his right and left looking at his surroundings.

In front of the next room there are two men sitting in a chair playing the phone in his hand. One person wore a t-shirt and shorts wearing a hat, while another looked mediocre wearing flip-flops.

"Maybe the patient's family is waiting for him" Carok thought of seeing the two men.

Carok stuffed his right hand into the waist behind his leather jacket. His hand held the gun covered with a jacket while bending his head to see the situation in the room through the glass in the middle of the door. Carok's gaze was fixed on the only body figure lying on the bed. He circulated his gaze around the room room but his view was limited by the size of a square glass that was not too wide.

Carok saw the atmosphere in the room there was only one bed on which appeared to lie a body that was tightly enveloped to the limit of the neck. Carok watched the face of the lying figure carefully, but his face was not too clear because it was entirely wrapped in bandages.

kreettteeekkkk...

Slowly Carok pushed the door of room number 20 and then closed it back without looking at the door, his eyes focused on the figure lying on the bed. The room looked quiet there was only a figure lying on the bed covered with a blanket. Carok stared deeply at the face of the lying figure, his entire face wrapped in bandage cloth only part of his hair was clearly visible.

Among the bandages that wrap the face there is an oxygen hose attached to the nose. Carok immediately took out his right hand which was on the waist behind his leather jacket. A refolver type pistol appears to be clutched in his hand while slowly stepping closer to the lip of the bed.

For a moment Carok noticed once again the face of the lying figure then took a pillow that was on the edge of the bed. Slowly once the pillow was lifted and then pressed on the head of the figure wrapped in bandages then he pointed the gun pressed on the pillow.

“Mampus you Thunder! Said it with a stifled tone.

Dorr..! Dorrr...! The dorrr!

The sound of the gun eruption was slightly muffled by the pillow. Three hot lead pierced through the pillow and lodged on the bandage-wrapped head. A moment later Carok was stunned to stare at his target, he was surprised there was no reaction, no shouting and no response of the victim's body. Then he lifted the pillow that he used as a damper, Carok increasingly astonished to see the pillow did not appear there was a drop of blood. Before finding out more about the figure in front of him, suddenly the sound of shouting from behind surprised him.

“Do not move!”

With a reflex Carok turned his body and directly pointed his gun towards the source of the sound. But before his index finger moved to pull the trigger, three gun eruptions were heard and followed by a shrill scream from Carok's mouth.

The dorrr!

The dorrr!

The dorrr!

“Aaaaakkkhh!”

One bullet to Carok's right hand made his gun loose from his grasp bounce to the corner of the room, while two more bullets lodged in both legs. Carok's right hand was bleeding from the officer's hot lead, as well as his calves and thighs.

Carok's body staggered collapsed onto the figure lying on the bed and then boomed. His hand spontaneously gripped the blanket that covered the figure that Thunder had previously mistaken for. The blanket was attracted as his body collapsed onto the floor. His eyes widened when he saw what was behind the blanket which turned out to only contain a pillow. Carok's body was immediately encircled in the ambush of three plainclothes officers as his body collapsed falling to the floor.

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