FLOWER WARS

Chapter 28. Snarled.

"Hey! Kumpeni! Let go of our women!"

The voice came from the front. Jacob and Bunga looked at it together. A few meters in front of them, three men dressed in all black stood up defiantly. At their waists each was tucked a machete.

"I have nothing to do with you!" sahut Jacob while placing himself in front of the Flower.

"Dropped! You've been bothering our women!" show one of the men. It looks spooky with a thick mustache and a scar on his face. One of his hands held a machete handle on his waist.

Flowers watched the three men. He's never seen them before. These three were not people who often came to see his father. However, Bunga believes they are members of one of the indigenous warrior groups.

"I'm not bothering him. I was talking to him" Jacob said in self-defense.

"Omong empty! We saw with our own eyes you wanted to do evil to the girl!" The man on the left of the moustache replied. It seemed no less sinister than the man beside her. "That's it, isn't it, Nduk?" ask her on Flowers.

"Yeah. He nodded," replied the Flower in a trembling voice.

"Bad. Indeed Londo did not know himself!"

The three men drew closer to Jacob and Bunga. With a cynical look they surrounded Jacob. One of the men asked the flowers to come closer. And the girl obeyed him.

"Go you, or we beat it to the ground!" threaten the mustache while pushing Jacob's shoulder.

Jacob did not accept the man's treatment. He was upset, and wanted to take it out. "You better not interfere. The girl's my friend and we're talking about our business."

"Didn't you hear? This girl said you were bothering her. You better get out of here, before we beat you up!"

Jacob smiled cynically. He glanced towards the flower. The girl turned her face away.

"Bare you too, huh?" The mustache prepares the horses to attack Jacob.

Fighting is also inevitable. Jacob, alone against three strong men blindly attacked him. He had no experience in fighting, but his self who was being overwhelmed with anger over his problem with Bunga, was somehow able to compensate for the attacks of the three men.

But all of that did not last long. A single blow landed on Jacob's stomach making the young man stagger. He had not been able to rise or fend off the next attack, his legs had been hit by a kick until he fell.

Flowers were surprised to see Jacob sprawled. He wanted to help, but was reluctant. He was also upset with the young man. Then, he decided to stand up and see Jacob being beaten by the three men.

However, moments later Bunga was aghast when he saw one of them pull out a machete and throw it into Jacob's chest.

"James!" flower cried frantically as she ran over to Jacob who collapsed onto the blood-soaked ground.

The flower grabbed Jacob's head and hugged him. "Jacob! Jacob! Wake up!" he shook the young man's shoulder.

"Hey! Let him die! Why are you crying for her? Has he not done evil to you?" The man in the mustache stared at the sharp flower.

"He's my friend!" jak Flowers.

The three men threw one another a glance. Then the three of them looked towards the Flower with narrowed eyes.

"You're the mistress, huh?" ask one of them.

Another one grieves. "Why do we bother to help Londo's mistress!"

Flowers paid no heed to the speech of the three men, he continued to shake Jacob's limp body. His chest tightened with tears. Guilt began to engulf his heart.

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Asih. "It's a good thing the stab wound wasn't too deep."

Flowers sigh in relief. He looked at Jacob who was still asleep on the bed. Fortunately, there were some farmers who passed by and helped him bring Jacob to the place of Miss Galuh. Although at first Ms. Galuh refused to accept Jacob to be treated.

"Flower, I want to talk." Galuh looked over from behind the door.

Flowers nod. He asked Asih to watch over Jacob before he finally stepped out following Galuh to his room.

"You know this act is very dangerous, Bunga?" said Mrs Galuh as soon as the flowers arrived in her room.

"Sorry, Mom. I'm forced. I don't know where to go to seek help" Bunga said, bowing his head.

Ma'am Galuh sighed heavily. "Can you make sure the Dutch young man doesn't mess around later?"

"Yes, Mom."

"If there's anything later, you dare to take responsibility?" Galuh stared at the sharp Flower.

"I'll take responsibility, Mom."

"Good." Ma'am Galuh gestured the Flower to leave the room.

The flower returns to the room where Jacob is. The young man seemed to have opened his eyes. Asih who had been waiting for him since earlier left the room to give Bunga a chance to talk to Jacob.

"Are you awake?" bunga asked while sitting on the chair that had been occupied by Asih, next to the bed.

"Thank you for saving me, Bunga."

"The owner of this shop saved you. I hope you know yourself that you owe him."

"Know yourself?" Jacob looked at the Flower with a confused look on his face.

"Yes, you are indebted. If until you spread anything about this place, I'll never forgive you" Bunga tweeted.

Jacob covered his smile. "You know, right, Flower, you can trust me."

Flowers turned her face away. However, moments later he was shocked when Jacob grabbed his hand, then clasped it tightly. "I love you, Bunga. I'll never harm you."

Bunga wanted to pull his hand from Jacob's grasp, but he could not be cynical about the young man. He had to try to take Jacob's heart so that the young man would keep his mouth shut about this place.

"You must not answer, Flower. I just want you to know how I feel about you."

The flower breathed heavily. He looked at the pair of blue eyes that were staring at him. He was very sorry why Jacob had to put his heart on him. And now their relationship is not the same anymore.

He himself questioned how he felt about Jacob. Suddenly the flowers were confused. There was a strange feeling on his chest. All this time he never thought his relationship with Jacob would be more than a friend.

Or because Bunga had fortified himself from the beginning not to fall in love with Jacob, considering the difference between them was so great. So that Bunga always shied away from everything that would make him fall in love with this young man before him.

If he ran back from the beginning of his introduction to Jacob, Bunga always felt a strange swish when he was with his best friend.

However, the Flower ignored him.

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