Hastungkara Hotel Blockade

Episode 16: Free Falls

Fadil held the door with both hands. His feet that shed blood did not he could ignore even though the pain was incredible. "Your gun, Nin? Replace the round bullets from this bag," cried Fadil half groaned holding the door that was firmly broken from behind it. His right hand immediately threw the Damar bag that had been taken.

accept it with trembling. "Okay, meet! What am I supposed to do?" nina asked with a round bullet in her hand trembling. Panicked.

"Your gun. Replace the bullets with that!" Fadil continued to give instructions.

"How is it? I never did it."

Fadil gave instructions to replace Nina's SKPI-069 bullet briefly. Minutes later, the bullets were attached. "Shoot between the two doors, Nin!" Fadil slightly stepped aside to give Nina a more fitting target.

"You mean I have to shoot at you?" nina asked in surprise.

"Yes, do it quickly? We can't last long!" Shouted Fadil tired. The three men around her only helped 60 percent break in from the other side. Their faces also began to fade.

Nina approached the door in order to shoot at a closer distance. But Fadil stopped him. "Jangan's too close, Nin. Later, the bullet will lack its effect. You should shoot from five meters at least."

Nina stopped stepping. "I can't, Dil? I can't hack! What if my target misses? And.... And about one of you."

"Don't get through thinking! You want us all dead, huh!" snapped Fadil rough. Nina fell silent. He nodded swiftly. Measuring the appropriate distance was ordered by Fadil. He slowly raised the SKPI with both hands shaking violently. Make the gun shake.

"Hurry, Nin! Comeon!"

Nina squinted her eyes next to her. Shoot as accurately as he can. But the focus is always on the tension and panic.

"Miss?!" Fadil continued to exclaim in annoyance.

"Shut up, Dil! You pissed me off to know!"

Before Fadil protested against Nina's protest, a bullet ejected from Nina's muzzle and landed five inches from its destination. "Good, Nin. Try again!"

Nina pulled the trigger again. A round bullet slid and blasted 10 centi down, still on the sidelines of the door. The bullet was a fire bullet, the bullet caused the object it hit to heat a sting hundreds of celsius. In other words, if the bullets were shot in between the doors, the explosions were indirectly aakn mengels and connect the two-leaf door.

Right after the door it managed to close perfectly without any gaps. Fadil, Mr. Danu, Mr. ASN, and Rasya removed the handle from the door. Their stiffened muscles started to return as before. But not with Fadil. Both of his hands firmly gripped his right leg that was shot. The hole is spewing fresh blood that is now littering the floor.

"It was fortunate that I had brought some useful medicine from the Health Room," said Mr. Danu who now helped Fadil lean against the wall.

"SKPI-069 is also equipped with a snap system. I saw your friend do it. Looks like the remaining thread is enough to seal the hole."

"Thank you."

Mr. Danu folded Fadil's pants up. A gaping blood clot made Nina and Rasya turn away. They were afraid of seeing him. "If it's an external wound, I can handle it. I used to get hurt a lot in accidents during wild races." Mr. Danu started his success story in racing. The old man was always excited to talk about it. Fadil half noticed half heed because the pain in his right leg was completely unbearable. In retrospect, this was the first time he had a gunshot wound.

"It hurts?!"

A voice just appeared and captured his brain. No, not the sound of his entourage. Not Nina, not Rasya or his father, let alone the president who is now serious about hand skills Mr. Danu. That's when Fadil realized, it was the voice of his heart.

"It hurts?!"

Repeat that sound. On the other side of the heart Fadil assented. Of course it hurts, gunshot wounds are quite serious injuries even if they are not in a vital place. If not treated immediately can get blood poisoning. That's the lesson he managed to absorb during STIN.

Suddenly tears flowed from Fadil's cheeks. He himself did not realize it. He finally realized himself as his body shook from sobbing.

"Dill? Wh why? Sick, huh?" ask Mr. Danu seriously. Rasya, Nina, and Mr. ASN were also confused to see it. But, of course the most surprised was Nina. Because he is the one who sees the toughness of Fadil. It was thanks to Fadil's toughness that he was able to live to this very moment.

"Dil?!" pekik Nina was worried.

Fadil. "I'm okay, really."

Then he smiled bitterly. "I... I just found out that gunshot wounds hurt."

Everyone was watching him. If only Fadil's face did not look serious, Nina would have laughed out loud because of those words.

"I would be naive not to kill them. But just paralyzing him doesn't mean I didn't kill him. It could even be that I made him die slowly from losing a lot of blood."

Fadil. Pak Danu finished sewing Fadil's wounds with SKPI-069. Mr. ASN held the shoulder of Fadil who rose and fell as much as he pleased. "Dil, to be honest you are naive. You're so innocent. I knew that from the beginning we met. Your attitude shows everything. But, there is one thing that amazes me about you. You do not give up on all the problems you face. You are strong from every aspect, Dil. Both born and inner. You have saved Nina, me, Mr. Danu and his son. We owe you our lives, son."

Mr. ASN noticed one by one the group.

"On the*** that you disabled it could be true. They could have died perlhan and been sickened. But, should they live after what they have done?!"

"Whatever?!" Sergey Fadil. "They have a family, too, sir. The family who are waiting for their return."

ASN was surprised to hear that. "Yeah, there will always be someone waiting for them at home. Welcoming with a smile. But, would you give them life to kill others?" Before Fadil attacked again, the president sped up his words. "Kill more than you think."

Isak Fadil stopped.

"Humans kill others for many reasons. Evil humans will kill for personal or group desires, but good humans will kill to limit other murders, which is more. You're a good man, Dil. With their deaths you've narrowed down the chances of someone else being killed."

Fadil. He wiped away his remaining tears.

Mr. ASN smiled. He patted Fadil's shoulder once again with great appreciation.

"Yes, Dil. You're a good boy. Thank you for saving me and my son."

"I-I'm very grateful, my friend."

"I am too."

Each of them expressed their gratitude to Fadil. It made his chest stir again. As if when likened to a volcano, the lava in his chest twitched urgently out. Erupting. Rekindle the spirit.

"I'm so stupid to cry" Fadil chuckled. Followed by another.

"All right, let's get out of this hotel together."

Before Fadil actually got up from the floor, Mr. Danu asked, "through which? The only way out of each floor is this elevator and emergency staircase."

Is correct. Fadil had thought about it from earlier. Just by taking a tour of the hotel two days ago, he already knew about it. But Fadil is not a fool. He's been thinking about this. "We're through the window."

"What do you mean?!"

Fadil hardened his jaw. "I know maybe this is a little crazy. But, we don't have a choice anymore. We're gonna jump through the balcony."

Nina and the others glared in disbelief. They think Fadil is completely insane. But, after rethinking. Also true. It's the only logical thing we can do.

"But, just so you know! Not all floors have balconies, son!" asserted Mr. Danu, "on this floor may be able to. But, a hundred floors down is not. You also can't break it because the hotel's glass is made of super bulletproof glass, explosions, and such. Do you understand what I mean? We don't have a purpose, son Fadil."

"I've thought of that too, Mr. Danu. There is likely no purpose. Bullets, explosions, and such may be less effective. But that doesn't mean it's impossible. If we focus on a single point of attack it is possible, sir. Strong defenses always have gaps, once my teacher has told me."

Mr. ASN smiled. "Alright, Son. What's plan?"

"We look for a lot of sheets because we need a long rope."

"Everyone heard Fadil? Work it!" ASN sir cheered them on. Before he could come to himself looking for the sheets, he patted Fadil on the shoulder. "For now you rest first, son."

"No, Sir. I don't want to..."

"Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh... This is the president's order. You refused?"

For a moment Fadil sculpted. He can't protest anymore. Mr. ASN smiled widely. Then, go leave it alone.

"Good, Sir. I'll wait for those sheets in room 50A1."

Mr. ASN ran away. Tell yang lin to collect his sheets in room 50A1. Search commenced.

Fadil checked 50A1 again. Find the appropriate object as a rope hook later. "It seems quite strong," muttered Fadil tugging at one of the legs of the bed. Beyond that, Fadil made sure his current place really fits. Up on the veranda, the wind was beating on his face, from this fifty floor it would still need at least 250 meters to get below. If one floor has 50 rooms, and each room has a spray. Then there will be 50 sprays, if one spray is four meters long, then there will be a rope along 200 meters. It takes another 50 meters to get down there. There may be some blankets that can be used as an additional length, but unfortunately the blanket here is too thick so it is difficult to make a rope with it. There was no other choice, distance 50 was right on the fifteenth floor. But, on the 10th floor there will probably be some guards as many guards are assigned on their lower floors. Fadil concluded the floor was quite safe. He was just waiting for that sheet now.

***

"Hahaha, clever too, that kid. I didn't expect him to be able to realize the illusion earlier," Praise is Right Hand. "How much is the rest of our army?" ask him to one of his men who now stands firmly in front of him.

"There's a hundred people, thanks to help from the base a few hours ago, sir." Answer in a formal tone.

As if ignoring his subordinate's answer, he turned towards the window. Staring sharply at the scenery outside that is very much hated. From his pocket he picked up a handfree, contacting his subordinates who managed to take control in the CCTV room. "Jaka, in. Give report!"

"It looks like the president's plotting something, sir. Unfortunately the tappers at this hotel are encrypted. I need some time to break through it." Jaka replied still struggling with the button button on the keybornya. Type various codes that can only be understood by those who are IT experts.

"Now, what are they doing?"

"They're collecting sheets, sir. I think they're gonna make rope out of those sheets."

True too, the delicate and soft hotel bed sheets are quite well worn as a rope. "How long is that sheet?" Ask again.

"I guess about four yards."

Four meters for each bed. Each floor has sixty rooms. From here the thoughts of Fadil and the Right Hand converge. The Right Hand was happy to know his opponent's plan. "Direct the remaining troops around the tenth floor," his orders were directly followed by his subordinates.

"Oh yeah one more thing, the hotel balcony here can be closed, right?"

Without being ruled Jaka already knows his point. And he smiled cunningly.

***

Fadil's innocence and lack of experience made him feel that his plan was the perfect plan. Though he did not know that a strand of tetoris was waiting for him. Fadil is smart in many areas, but more experience is needed today. Experience is the best teacher.

"Have you tied him up so tightly?"ask Mr. ASN who managed to put together the last sheet. The 200-meter rope is ready. Rasya who was in charge of tying one end of the rope on one of the legs of the bed. Fadil himself had tied his body to the other end of the rope.

"You sure, Dil?" Nina's whisper is fretting. Fadil who had tied his body firmly with a rope made of sheets took a deep breath. "This is his choice, Nin. We can't be here continuously. It's possible that soon the*** have fixed the elevator and are on their way here."

Nina looked out the window. "I wish you were just joking about what you told me back then?" Senymnya.

Nina's intention was to meet Fadil for the first time on the balcony of her room. Yeah, well, at that time Fadil scared her so that Nina wouldn't kill herself.

"You're scaring me, Nin," Fadil replied with a smile no less wide.

Nina had to laugh. He himself did not know what would happen later.

"Good, everybody!" Fadil said facing everything. "The plan is I'll go down first. As per my instructions later you can go down one by one. One shot, one of you can come down. Two shots, pull me. Understand?!"

Everyone nodded seriously. It was as if Fadil was their leader. Uh... Or it is like that in fact.

"See, have you tied the other end?"

"S-Here, Dil." Rasya said as usual.

Fadil tightened the rope for the last time. Making sure he's strong. The SKPI-069 weapon with an explosive he kept in his belt. After closing his eyes for a moment, Fadil jumped from the 50th floor balcony. Jumping onto the balcony of the 49th floor, and so on, until on the balcony of the 40th floor, the balcony moved.

Of course this is the act of the henchmen of the Right Hand who were told to close the balcony. Just for information, the balcony on each floor of this hotel can be opened and closed according to the needs of the hotel. Usually, the balcony will be closed if it is being done a thorough cleaning that is done once every 3 months. Usually, the hotel assigns its employees to clean the hotel glass. In that closed state, the walls of the hotel leave only slippery glass.

The balcony floor has been tilted 45 degrees.On the left right there is nothing more to be made grip. The surprised Fadil tried to calm himself. Trying not to panic. With a strong breath, his feet were ready to refuse to plunge. At that time he had thought of using the code twice. But, another whisper brought his mind to go on.

Up there, Nina and the others bowed their heads through the window, waiting for a code two fire that never erupted.

"Now or never," whispered Fadil directly to the hotel's glass just as the balcony was moving at eighty degrees.

it felt light in the air, while his gaze continued to approach with the bottom. From far away his ears heard the voices of Nina and the others who cried out in panic. Plunging from a height of 200 meters is not very funny, so they thought. But, fadil really enjoyed the moment. Even he smiled broadly. Forgetting the pain all over his body. He was actually taken to dreamland for a moment. Before finally the sensation of falling it stops and changes with the pain that spreads in every bond of his body.

At the same time, due to Fadil's overpowering impact, the ties at the foot of the bed loosened. Actually it's Rasya's fault for not tying him up strongly. Or maybe it was Fadil himself who told Rasya to tie him up. But clearly, the current knot of the rope was slowly coming apart. No one knows it except Rasya.