Hastungkara Hotel Blockade

Episode 11: Critical President

Nina repeatedly rubbed her ears. There's flavor... No, the sound means. Disturbing rustling sounds. With a twist he groped his ears. "Oh, Pantesan," he muttered annoyedly. His hand pulled out the earphones that he had forgotten he did not let go. Annoyed he threw her away. No, useless, he thought.

"Ouch!" erang Fadil's. The earphones pounded his temples. Indeed the earphoen was small, but to his surprise he woke up.

"Oh, sorry, Dil. I ... Just annoyed," said Nina immediately wrapped the blanket around her body. He remembered being half naked back then."

Fadil took the earphones, "I told you to throw them away."

Nina was grinning. "I'd really like to keep it, but, those earphones keep on rustling. I'm pissed, I'm throwing it away, man," she explained, trying not to feel guilty.

"What do you mean, rustle?" tanya Fadil stared intently at her, then at the earphones in her hands.

"Well, you know static."

Fadil's eyes are rounded. That's a sign that someone is still talking on the old frequency. Nina only heard a static sound because she had not activated the earphones. Fadil activated it immediately, wearing it. "When did you hear that sound?"

Before Nina answered. Fadil waved his hand, telling Nina to shut up for a bit. He started hearing voices from his earphones. The sound of tired whispers was also frustrating.

"...please come to the 135th floor. Room 135WarMonth..." There was a static sound for a moment. "Whoever you are, I'm sure you'll want to get out of here. But, listen to me, Mr. President is dying right now. He lost a lot of blood. I need to get to the health room to get a bag of blood and some drugs. I'm sure you're a great guy. Because those who attack you feel guilty. So, please come to the 135th floor. Room 135WarMonth..." There was a static sound again and the same sentence Fadil heard again. Apparently the person uses repetition mode.

"Oh, my goodness. Nawat, Nin! Gawat, we have to go now."

"What's up, Dil?" nina asked confusedly. Fadil jumped off the couch. His blanket he let hang half on the sofa. He glanced at the wall clock. It's three o'clock. They sleep less than an hour.

"When did you start hearing that static?" tanya Fadil took her rifle. Bulletproof clothes he took off and oh yeah, he still has candy. Fadil suck one.

"See, I think from earlier when we were still being chased by those five weird terrorists. I didn't pay much attention to it."

"Then, we should hurry-Nin!" exclaiming Fadil was furious to see Nina still dumbstruck on the bed.

Nina turned her face away. Red hue is decorated there. "I'm half-naked" I'm shy.

Fadil was barely broken. But he chose to hold it. Unfortunately there was still a smile on his face. It made Nina puff both of her cheeks. "Okay, I'm out first. And don't forget your bulletproof suit."

Nina didn't reply. His face hinted Fadil to come out immediately.

Fadil finally chuckled, coming out of the room waiting for Nina outside.

***

The hero finally decided to leave immediately after setting the repetition mode in his microphone. The president's pulse was almost tasteless. If he does not get blood soon, he will die.

The journey to the 70th floor was not too difficult. It was true that each floor would be guarded by 5 people, but since the first stage was already almost complete, those who have completed their tasks are just sitting around or patrolling around or just chatting with their respective colleagues.

The hero killed 5 people on his way to the health room. It was the 70th floor that was difficult for him. Yeah, before he and his other partners attacked. They were told about this hotel. Learn about the important places in the hotel. But they were not told any other details. Similarly, about the health room, Wira had to find a lab room to test the blood precedent. After walking around with the rifle that kept on pointing, he finally found his place at the end. A bag of blood was also available in a frozen room in the lab.

"Why hasn't he woken up yet?" I heard someone whispering from one of the rooms. The steps of the hero stopped. Three bags of AB+ blood were in the cloth bag in his hand. He was busy looking for a medicine room.

Then, there was a sound from inside. The hero prepares his weapon. The other hand turned the doorknob.

"Lift hands!" exclaim Wira pointed her rifle.

Clontang!

A medicine box fell. An old man, dressed as a servant, raised both his hands high. "Oh, that's right. You want to hurt the old man, son?" the katan turned his body. Wira had thought that the old man in front of this is the Cockroach. But, after seeing his earlobe that was not wearing earphones, Wira was sure he was not the one.

"The age is getting crazy, huh? Young man already dares to put a gun on the old man?"

"Shut up!" bentak Wira annoyed. His finger is ready to pull the trigger.

"Oh, are you going to kill me? You don't want to ask for my autograph? I was pretty famous when I was young, you know, a national race winner in 2020? That'sme. Ah, you're not interested in racing, are you."

The hero almost pulled the trigger. But the sound of a falling body stopped him. No, not the old man's body. But the body of a young man who had just fallen from the push-bed in the corner of the room.

"Rase?" call the old man.

"Don't move!" snapped Wira again before the old man moved to Rasya.

"But, he... Eh? Who is that coming?!"

The hero looked directly back. However, it was just a trick. The old man who was none other than Mr. Danu thrust the tip of the rifle into the face of Wira. Then, seize. Throwing away. Pulling the right hand of the hero backwards. Make him kneel. Locking it.

"Oh, Shit! Fucking grandpa!" as if Wira is upset.

Mr. Danu chuckled. "It's a good thing I still work on my muscles a lot."

"Take me off!" ronta Wira is upset.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!" Rasya.

"All right, I'll let you go. On one condition."

"Say."

"Please check on Rasya, that kid, I think you know enough about this."

Wira assented after fondling his position. He must rescue the president immediately. Mr. Danu released the lockdown.

"He's fine. It only needs pure oxygen to recover. You can find it in room 70B2. I finished from there," explained Wira. He's not good at this. But at least, he knew the basics of handling first.

Mr. Danu smiled. "Oh, okay. Thank you for apologizing about that, too."

"No, I should apologize and thank you. I should have asked you first."

Mr. Danu nodded in understanding. He immediately swept Rasya into room 70B2 after wishing Wira good luck.

The hero said the same thing and immediately took the blood-boosting medicine and some other medicine that he needed in the room.

Upon the return of the Hero from the Health Room, the position of Mr. President is still the same. There was no sign of anyone entering the room. It makes him happy and disappointed. He's happy because no enemy knows and the president's situation is the same. But, he was disappointed it turned out that the cockroach he thought he could count on never arrived.

And when he thought his hope was in vain, the doorknob of his room was turned.

***

Nina came out with the same clothes she had been wearing. His face still showed impetus. "What's up, anyway?" ask without further ado.

"You know now, I mean last night. The president came here, remember?"

Nina rolled her eyeballs. Trying to remember. The news was quite popular, he nodded. Then, his eyes widened, "You mean the president is still here? Stuck too?"

Fadil nodded seriously. "Absolutely. And I think this has something to do with the arrival of those terrorists, most likely that's why they're here, oddly enough..."

"135 floor. He lost a lot of blood" he said."

Nina immediately pulled Fadil's hand and dragged him to the elevator. Yes, Fadil immediately followed Nina's steps. That woman is really excited. Even without looking left-right when in a fork or crossroad. He wouldn't even care if an enemy shot him. Fortunately, Fadil always keeps an eye on the situation around them. Make sure that's okay. Along that journey, Nina nyerocos had many things.

"Why do I hear only static?" ask Nina.

"Because you haven't activated the earphon yet."

"Oh, yes indeed what people say through those earphones? Is this guy trustworthy - I mean he's not a bad guy, right? You don't think this is a trap?"

Fadil pulled out his earphon. Pairing it into Nina's ear. Activating it, the voice kept repeating itself. "Looks good. When it comes to trust, it's individual business. If I believe in this man."

Well, I believe in this guy because his voice is familiar, Fadil added. He thinks it is, Wira. Makes sense, anyway. He also said that he and Damar were in charge of escorting the president. But why did he ask for help? Wouldn't Wira, Damar, and some of their other friends be of help? Not enough power of that magnitude.

The elevator door opens on the 135th floor. It's a little different from the others. It's not as bad as the other floors. Nina stopped tugging at Fadil's hand like a cow mine and his cow was Fadil. He asked, "Dil? Did we split up to find room 135WayMoon?"

Fadil. "No, I knew from the beginning. Looky!" Point Fadil to one of the nearest doors. "The first three numbers indicate the floor, followed by letters indicating the order of the hallways and numbers indicating the position of the rooms. 135, means that on the 135th floor, we are already here. The Moon means, Light, if that letter is most likely the letter T, while the Moon, if it is a number, is definitely one. There's only one month, right. So, we need to get to the room..."

"135T1?" nina continued to hesitate.

"That's right," said Fadil plucking his finger.

"You're smart, too, Dil."

Fadil chuckles. He was a little proud to admit it. But, he's down. "That's just my assumption, it could be wrong, right?"

Nina doesn't care about Fadil's humility. He's stepped down the hallways. Look for aisle T and position 1 of the aisle.

"Meet!" nina girang. Fadil who was left many steps behind immediately ran over.

"Let me first!" it was before Nina held the doorknob. Nina's out. Fadil prepared his weapon. Confine it. Then, very carefully he turned the doorknob.

Brak!

The door is wide open. Fadil's weapon is pointed forward. At the same time, Wira had also pointed her rifle. The two of them pointed at each other right in the head. "Fade!"."The hero!"

Fadil and Wira exclaimed simultaneously. But, Fadil was not too surprised, he had expected it. "Ah, I thought it was you, Wir." Fadil dropped his rifle. Hero too.

"I know it's your voice" continued Fadil.

The still surprised hero said, "So, that cockroach is you? I mean, yeah, I should have known it was you."

Fadil is slightly offended called a cockroach. "Cockroaches? Where'd you get that name?"

"Oh, sorry!" said Wira in a hurry. "Don't you remember the guy who said you cockroach before I called it?"

Fadil mangosteen, he remembers Mr. Tundo once said so. Well, surely the hero knows from there.

"Nobody's gonna introduce me, huh? Or I'm just a nut that's-not a pea skin to be exact," said a cynical Nina who felt not ignored. Randomized waist.

Fadil and Wira turned towards Nina.

"Who is he, Dil? Your lover?" tanya Wira admired the woman.

"His name is Nina, and this Nina is Wira, my schoolmate." Fadil introduced them both.

Wira and Nina shook hands, alternately mentioning each other's long names.

"Nina Sundari."

"The Full Moon."

Hero elbow Fadil. "He's your lover?" ask again while grinning.

Fadil did not answer. Honestly, he was confused as to what to say. After the events on the balcony have they become lovers or not. Fortunately, Fadil did not bother to answer.

"Is Mr ASN really here?" chirp Nina looked back at the wall beside her.

Conscious of it, he must treat the president immediately. "True, he's here. Well, I have to handle it right away. Uh, Dil?" he hurriedly pulled Fadil's hand. "Help me, yeah. I know you're good at basic medical lessons."

Fadil agreed.

Nina followed behind them.

The president's body is really cold. It looks like ice cubes. Fadil checked his pulse, very, very weak, he thought. The hero returned with a bag of blood that had been thawed. Fadil helped him install the blood transfusion.

"You've checked his blood, haven't you?" tanya Fadil.

Guess chuckled, "Don't underestimate me."

Fadil smile. Moaning to Nina. "Please cook water." Nina who repeatedly bit her lower lip saw the state of the president, immediately turned her head. Nodding.

After struggling to find the blood vessels of Mr. ASN is very difficult, finally Fadil managed to plug the end of the infusion channel. And the blood from the pouch started flowing.

"What's hot water for, by the way, huh?" tanya Nina tilted her head through the wall divider that limited the kitchen.

Fadil grinned cunningly. "Make coffee, yeah."

Nina just grunted annoyedly. But the woman also complied. He made two coffees and a tea for himself.

"Are you hungry?" ask the Hero after rolling a tissue full of blood. Dumped it.

Fadil and Nina were like hearing motivational words. Both their eyes sparkled. Well, they've been very hungry since.

"I have a steak and toast, then let me heat it first" Wira said as she pulled out the food she mentioned from the refrigerator.

"Let me help you then" said Nina so excitedly. But, Fadil held his hand.

"No, let me. You can keep the president for a while."

Nina nodded in agreement.

Fadil sipped his coffee a little. The bitter and sweet taste that just loved his tongue. He got up to the kitchen. The hero lit the stove there. Steak and toast he put on the table.

"Wir!" said Fadil walking next to him. The hero poured a little oil on teflon. "Where is Damar?"

Clontang!

Teflon in his hand fell, oilna pooled on the floor making it slippery. Wira was surprised to hear the name Damar mentioned. He wanted to bury the name. A sense of heated emotion infiltrated his chest niche. He wanted to curse a lot and scream loudly. But, what came out of his mouth was a disappointed sigh, "He betrayed me."