Handsome Fugitive

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"Mother ... Brother ... help me!" shouted a little girl as she continued to thrash around asking to be released.

A large man forcefully carried her and put her in a car.

"Give me my daughter! Return my daughter!" shouted back a forty-year-old woman as she continued to run towards the car.

"Heyaaas!" Arriving next to the car, the woman continued to scream and hit the car glass until it was torn apart. Hope everyone in the vehicle gets out and frees their child.

"Mother .. please!" squealing the little girl from the car. A very young girl. Even he had just been educated at the Kindergarten.

"Mother ...!" he screamed as he continued to beat up the same car glass. Her tears kept on flowing. His shoulders shook and even shook.

"Road!" tell an adult man sitting next to the steering wheel. As if deaf, he did not want to be compassionate to two women of different generations who were being disjointed in the plight.

The man was wearing a dark brown cowboy hat. The shiny black cigar stuck lightly on the corner of his lips.

After giving the order, the car was speeding away the middle-aged woman who was increasingly crying broke up. His body fell to the ground. His crying was breaking even more. Her second child has been the victim of plunder, after her husband died silly at the hands of a grown man in a cowboy hat earlier.

"Th-mother!"

In the beatings, the woman heard a raucous voice from the teenage boy who was now lying on his stomach on the ground with a punch wound all over his face. One hand was stretched out toward the mother, while the other he placed on her stomach that felt very painful.

"Reyden!" the woman choked after realizing that her first son was seriously injured from trying to fight the men earlier, but his strength was not comparable. Fortunately, his life did not drift at the same time.

"Wake up, son." The woman helps the child to sit down, then rests him on a mango tree. Then he rushed into the house to get water.

The fateful tragedy happened right on their home page. Because the house was located very far from the other residents, the incident was not recorded by anyone who lived in the same village.

Before long, the woman seemed to return with a glass of water in her grasp. He walked towards the mango tree, knelt down and helped his son to drink.

For a moment his gaze was fixed on the body of the husband lying not far from them. Both of his eyes warmed up again. The water again broke.

Seeing the mother who was crying sobbing made the teenage boy named Reyden follow the direction of his mother's view. Chests rumbling. His anger peaked, but he did not shed a single tear.

"One day I will repay them, ma'am. And I will definitely bring Dias back into my mother's arms," he determined with a pushy look.

TING

"Bang, here's the coffee. Do not daydream so dong," said a woman berparas ayu while playing eyes towards Bari. Her body looks like a Spanish guitar, her nose is really big, and her lips are sexy. His curly hair was beautifully severed with one small clasp that looked charming his bangs back.

The young man braked as he had just stepped out of the daydream zone. He smiled awkwardly at the waitress and the owner of the coffee shop, then said, "Thank you."

"I thank you," the woman replied with a teasing smile.

The woman was about thirty-three years old and named Mimi. He has long run a coffee shop business in a new market.

However, only this time Bari visited this place. "Son't you been selling here for a long time?" tanya Bari tried to be polite.

"Eh, don't call brother dong, Bang. Call adek ajah," he said spoiled while sitting in front of Bari.

Hearing Mimi's request, Bari almost chokes on the coffee she just swallowed. Because, from his appearance alone the young man could confirm that the woman before him was much older than him.

"All right, Deck." Bari should be able to take this woman's heart, if you want to get information.

Mimi's smile seemed to expand as her request was greeted. The young man before him looked very handsome. Rarely did he get a guest like this. A great opportunity not to be missed, perhaps so he thought.

The mature woman with a red heart seemed to think for a moment while tapping her index finger on the chin. "Emm, the sales pitch here has been almost eleven years, Bang. What's up?"

Now it was Bari's turn to think. He began to link the series of events in which his father was killed and his sister was taken away. Ten years ago, just when he was fifteen.

"Have you seen this girl?" he asked Mimi while taking something out of the backpack, then pointed a worn-out photo paper in front of the woman.

Mimi immediately nodded. He narrowed his eyes for a moment, then remembered.

"This .. adek never saw, Bang. Any kid this small ...." Mimi's voice choked. His memory seemed to be finding pieces of the puzzle that had been forgotten. "This child ...," he continued, looking west. "It looks like this kid was once tipped with Asti." His index finger was pointed at a warkop at the western end. "But ...." His tone sounded weak.

Bari looked stiff. His heart raced fast. It seemed like the clue that Mimi was about to give would only be deadlocked.

"Mbak Asti has moved the stall, Bang." Mimi said that with a regretful expression.

Ah, right his heart said.

"Then, Adek doesn't know his new stall?" Bari was still hoping that this woman in front of him could provide a glimmer of hope.

For years he tried to find his brother, but the results were nil. The clues he got always ended in a dead end. However, Bari did not want to give up. His promise to the mother must be kept.

"Enmmm ...." Mimi looked smiling wryly. There was another meaning that Bari could capture from the smile of the coquettish woman before him.

The young man reached back into his backpack, then took out ten pieces of red money. Without being censored again, he placed it directly on the table right in front of Mimi.

"For your services because you want to share information" said Bari.

Mimi still didn't touch the money. He only glanced at her at a glance, then looked back at Bari with the same smile as before.

S-i-a-l, Bari's curse in the heart.

Two hours later.

"Haaah, young leaves are indeed satisfying!" Mimi seemed to stretch her muscles. The thick blanket still covered the plain body of the woman.

While Bari, he seemed to have been wearing full clothes. The address of the woman named Asti was already in her pocket. Even Mimi willingly gave the woman her mobile number.

"Bang, the money's gone!" mimi shouted as the young man stood in the doorway.

Bari deliberately put the money on Mimi's dresser.

"For you," he responded, rushing to close the door from the outside.