Flavour Bias

Flavour Bias
Bloods



I woke up in a room with little lighting. My head was throbbing pain and my whole body felt weak and pained.


“You won't be able to leave as easily as you came here.”


Samar I heard that sentence again, but this time it was like people were muttering.


“You know who you are dealing with?” Slowly I heard the move approaching.


The man crouched down and lifted my chin. “Hai, Sweetheart, remember me?”


“Marlo.” I should have known when people called that name.


“Right. You finally got here.” He caressed my head and I immediately walked away.


Why did Ellen give me the letter, if indeed her own brother was the boss in this illicit business?


“You are safe, if you are silent.” The tip of his fingers then stroked my right cheek.


I immediately sat up straight.


“Who helped you earlier?”


I'm shaking.


He looked at me for a long time. Then then grinned.


“You what?” my many.


He leaned his body on me. I tried to retreat, however, he held my back. And then he put his mouth to my ear. “You will be my guarantee. You are in danger, if I am in danger. You are in trouble, if I am in trouble.”


Heart rumbles. I want to hit him in the face with my fist. But damn, he tied my hands together.


“If you want me not to report you and your illegal business to the police, I won't do it, just let me go.”


“Oke.” He's risen.


With a little bit of fatigue I stood up.


Slowly then the man turned the doorknob. “I'll take you home.”


“I can do it myself,” I said as I took a step.


He smiled cynically. Then follow me from behind.


“Prepare the car,” he said to no one.


I'm really in big trouble. I thought my problem was only in the office. I thought the arrogant man was just Brother Iyash, it turns out that there is something more dangerous. One of my problems is not finished, now plus a new problem. I haven't heard from Edgar either. Now he's tangled with a new man.


I went down the stairs and went from the second floor to the first floor, then down again to the baseman. There are a lot of used cars here. I think it's a job to cover his illegal business.


My feet were pecking as he pointed a sharp weapon right at my back. “Continue walking. My car is gray, exactly like your favorite color.”


“You are confused from where do I know?” He then laughed.


My heart doesn't stop beating. I'm afraid he pulled the trigger and one bullet flew right in the back, passed through the heart and penetrated into my left chest.


“Have you guys empty?” I asked no one else, I didn't see anyone there. “Quickly do before police come.”


“Kiri.” He pressed my back with his gun. I went to the left before he pushed me again.


He opened the car door and just as I was about to enter, someone kicked him in the hand, until the gun pointed at my back was thrown away.


I looked around and saw the man in the helmet. I let out a sigh of relief. God sent his angel again. Fights happen and I like his style of attacking. Calm and looks dignified.


“John, down! There's people here,” Marlo said.


 “Two to one.” I put my foot up and landed on his cheek. “Harta is not enough to keep you safe if you can not wrestle.” I went back to attacking alternately with that helmeted man. “We finish tonight too.”


My strength was still enough to attack and dodge, even though my hands were tied forward.


“Cha, don't mess with Marlo.” He wiped the corner of his bloody lips.


“You take a good note, Marissa Indrawan never messes.”


“Droom, show!” shout Marlo.


A man ran towards us. Then he showed me his phone screen.


“Mama?” My body felt weak. “Mama!” panicked shouting.


“Never touch Mama. If you hurt Mama even the tip of a nail. I will not hesitate to destroy you Marlo!”


Marlo laughing. “Come on, Honey. I told you, you are safe, if I am safe. You are in danger, if I am in danger. You are in trouble, if I am in trouble.” He screamed until my ears were hot.


“Cuhh!” I spit right in his face.


“Lack aja, dare you.” He pulled me up and pushed me into the car.”


“Solve him, remove his tracks!” marlo shouted before getting into the car.


I got up and tried to open the car door. Stupid Marlo, he forgot to lock me in. I quickly ran to help the helmeted man and helped him escape.


“Hei, Marissa!


“Awas!” The helmeted man ran away and pushed me. Instantly the hot lead landed on his upper right arm.


I screamed in horror at the blood pouring through his jacket. His body fell to the ground.


“Please!” pekikku is approaching. Some of the policemen rushed towards us and others grabbed Marlo and dragged him to the police station.


I slowly knelt in front of the body of the helmeted man. “Sorry,” one word came out of my mouth before I fainted from not seeing blood.