Handsome Fugitive

Outside of Conjecture

Mr. Morang glanced at two of his men. The sign language given to them to hold Sakti's body.

"Deliver!"

The man immediately revolted when the two men in full suit held his body until it was wedged on the ground.

Bari's still not moving. A straight gaze was fixed on Sakti, then rolling on Mr. Morang who was walking closer towards him.

"The night you came here, I suspected something" he told Bari.

The young man immediately frowned. He felt that his disguise was already nearing the word perfect. How can it be found out?

"No speed boat travels at night, except because there are urgent matters such as death or bringing the sick," said Mr. Morang still with a calm expression. "Or ... intruder," he continued, staring at Bari's bead.

The young man did not blink at all.

"Actually my goal is to give you a stay permit, just for this. Knowing your main purpose in coming here." The view of Mr. Morang fell on the hands of Bari who grasped tightly the fingers of Dias.

Bari followed the man's gaze, then looked up at his sister, whose entire face was now covered in fear. Next to his hand gripped the older brother's arm in a clumsy motion.

"Bring them underground!" tell Mr. Morang to his people. Then, take a few steps back.

A dozen men in suits came forward. One of them was about to touch Dias' arm. However, the corner of Bari's eyes seemed to be glancing sharply.

In a split second, the body of the young man twisted backwards, then slammed the kick with all his might.

BUGH

The man in a suit earlier floated to the side. About the body of another friend. Some people seemed to collapse instantly.

Seeing that, his other friends immediately attacked Bari simultaneously. One by one, they moved forward by swinging their arms and legs to attack.

"Yeah!"

"Yeah!"

"Yeah!"

"Sister!" strangled Dias while gripping Bari's arm firmly. His face was hidden behind the burly shoulders of the young man.

"Kick up!" whispered to Dias.

"Huh?"

"Now!"

Dias did not even have time to open his eyes first when Bari had raised his body and swung it towards the opponent.

"Kick!" titah Bari's.

The teenage girl immediately floated her kick in a row. His body floated around the body of the brother so that it could bulldoze all opponents at the same time.

BUGH

BAGHDAD

BUGH

BAGHDAD

BUGH

DEBUSHES

One by one they fell to the ground. With the tactics that Bari used, Dias successfully subverted the people of Old Morang in the blink of an eye.

Mr. Morang seemed to be smiling faintly. His expression was hard to guess. Then, his hand re-coded to the two people behind him, who were holding Sakti's body.

Suddenly Reyden Elbarak's friend was thrown to the ground.

"Aw!" Sakti. Thick ringisans adorned his face.

The two men in suits advanced towards Bari, then swung a group kick.

"Aarrrgh!" Dias screeched while hiding behind her brother's body.

BUGH

BUGH

It was not Bari's body that was toppled over, but the bodies of the two men in suits who were bounced back.

DEBOUNDING

The two sprawled on the ground while holding each other's stomachs.

Mr. Morang smiled again. Daru who was standing behind him immediately approached after the man gave him a code with a finger.

"Master?" Daru bowed respectfully as he approached.

"Bring them in, I'll wait in the living room!" The man immediately turned around still with a calm face, then stepped inside the villa.

Daru slightly frowned. Not so understanding with the mind of the boss who is sometimes difficult to read. His gaze was fixed on Sakti who was already standing while holding her stomach, then rolling on Bari and Dias.

"Come, Master!" Daru moved his thumb. Permit Bari, Dias, and Sakti to follow the steps of their superiors.

Bari and Sakti then exchanged glances. There was a strange feeling they both felt. However, after that both of them both nodded, then walked into the villa.

***

"Who is that young man?" ask the husband who is sitting on the living room sofa.

Mr. Morang did not answer. He gave the code with his hand for the wife to move closer.

Olla who had been famous for obeying the orders of the husband, then swung a step towards the sofa. Then sit next to her husband.

The woman's forehead was furrowed deeply when she saw Dias' palm tightly grasped by a foreign man.

"Say-"

"Shhh!" Mr. Morang slashed his wife's words with his index finger. "Later you will know" he said with a smile.

Olla obeyed, then listened intently.

"Sakti!"

The voice of his superior was successful in making Sakti swallow his saliva with difficulty.

"Yes, sir." He responds while looking down.

"You should have told me all the truth, before this commotion took place" said Mr Morang.

On the sidelines of the quarrel, the man could clearly hear how Dias called the foreign youth next to him 'SILENT'. Of course, he could easily understand the situation.

Sakti raised her face, then looked at the man with a stuttering expression.

Mr. Morang sounded a deep sigh. "I can't possibly force Dias to stay here, if he still has a family" he said.

Not just Olla ... Bari, Sakti, and Dias also gasped at the man's words.

"Darling?" Olla's eyes were already glazed over. His head shook slowly because it was unwilling that Dias should be taken away.

Mr. Morang who could not bear to see the expression on the wife's face, then pulled the woman into his arms.

"Dias has found his family, dear. So, we must sincerely release him" whispered the man by the wife's ear.

Olla's body was getting shaky. The surge of sadness in his chest increased when the husband said that sentence. Indeed, he was not prepared to lose Dias. The girl was already considered like a sister.

Bari who could still hear Mr. Morang's words, then smiled thinly while shaking slowly. He did not expect that the man had such a wide heart. He grabbed Dias' body from the side, then landed a kiss on the top of the girl's head.

In fact, long before making a transaction with Om Cowboy, Mr. Morang had already asked Daru to investigate the detailed information regarding Dias. So, he already knew very well what the girl's life story really was like.

When he heard Dias' screams earlier, he was stunned and thought again. However, the fight between Bari and his people could no longer be stopped. In addition, he also wanted to see how much effort the young man had in fighting for his brother's freedom.

"I'm sorry, sir." That's Sakti's voice. He truly felt regret for doubting the kindness of his superiors.

Mr. Morang then released his embrace from his wife, then returned to face forward.

"I will not fire you just because you made a sacrifice in the name of friendship" said Mr Morang in a steady tone.

Sakti smiled clumsyly at the words of her superior that meant very deep.

"Because I was in that position." Mr. Morang's smile successfully made everyone in the room smile with relief.

Especially Sakti. The shadow of losing her favorite job is now gone.

Dias smiled now. Not only because his brother's embrace is a condition of affection, but also the meaning of a freedom that has just been thrown from the mouth of Mr. Morang.

***

"I will definitely visit" Olla told Dias as they both took off their hugs.

Dias. The expression of gratitude repeatedly came from his lips.

The aircraft engine is turned on. Everyone had gathered on the private airstrip located not far from the villa.

Sakti and Galbi were already sitting in their respective seats.

"You are brave, my friend." Galbi said to Sakti who was busy pressing a few buttons. Both of them were wearing their pride uniforms.

"If you were me, you would do the same, Bi." Sakti's words sound very light.

"Oh, huh? I'm not sure, Broh." Galbi bobbing head.

Outside the plane.

"I will compensate you" Bari told Mr Morang as they shook hands.

"No need." Mr. Morang refused.

Bari frowned.

"I don't want to make a mistake a second time" continued Mr Morang.

He only realized that his way to get Dias was a big mistake.

Bari nodded in understanding. "Thank you, because you've treated my sister well" said the young man.

Mr. Morang nodded with a smile.

The sun just showed its light. Bari and Dias got on the plane after waving to Olla and her husband.

Slowly, Mr. Morang's private jet wheel moved away, further away, and then flew towards the city.