Legionaries

Raymond Samiri

October 26th, 2018

At 23:16

"I'm sure people like you never get the chance to aspire. Have you ever thought that all this time you were only considered a messenger by your employers?"

That familiar voice sounded from the direction of the corridor of Dahlia's room. Not wrong, that's the voice of the bule, Edward. Just a moment ago, I was almost in despair after finding Rama's room in an empty state of leaping. Apparently, they're both hiding around here.

"I can offer you a better life. As you know, I have strong connections with the German government. You've never been abroad, have you?"

"Enough, Doc. Stop your bullshit."

I was just about to pass a bend that led to the corridor of Dahlia's room, but I suddenly heard the voice of someone else. It was definitely not the voice of Rama. His many years as superiors in Metropolis have made me memorize the tone and style of speech of the young man.

"Waters, watch out for that gun. I've known you for a long time. I also know very well your skills in the field of transportation, not in the field of weapons. You don't have to force yourself."

A water?

"You don't underestimate me, Doc. You think a driver can't use a firearm? I just need to pull the trigger and point the gun's mouth at your head."

I slowly peeked through the gap in the corner that led to the corridor of Dahlia's room. Sunan, a former truck driver hired by Papa, appears to be pointing a gun at Edward. There seems to be a misunderstanding going on among Papa's students.

I'm quite familiar with the current situation. A very sudden change of plans does allow misunderstandings on the ground. It seemed that Sunan had not heard of the change of plan and was still concentrating on the task instructed by Papa from the very beginning, which was to keep an eye on Edward's movements.

It is not surprising to see the background of the former truck driver. Among Papa's other soldiers, Sunan was one of the few to have a below-average IQ. He is indeed not as stupid as the role he usually plays as an autistic person in a flats, but, with an educational background that is not too high, he said, it was very difficult for him to understand the complicated situation that was happening right now.

The mindset of a 40-year-old man is often an obstacle. No wonder the Juragan more often assign him as an executor on the streets. As a driver, he was better able to be in front of the steering wheel to engineer accidents rather than holding a gun.

"You have another choice not to do that. You know me, don't you? I'm not the kind of person who breaks a promise."

The muzzle of the gun that was within the grasp of Siran began to shake. The psychological attack that Edward, the hypnotherapist, is not a match for. Edward who began to read the tension on the face of the Sunan did not waste the situation. The German medical expert immediately hugged the arm of Sunan who was pointing a gun at him. The two collapsed and engaged in a struggle on the floor of the Dahlia corridor.

"RUN!!" edward shouted while looking back. Rama who was a little far behind him immediately rushed to escape to the opposite direction even though with a limping step.

"Pursue him!" solan orders two of his men who are no less stupid.

In a hurry, the two men of Water ran behind Rama, but a moment later their bodies were suddenly thrown simultaneously. A shadow figure that was moving very quickly had crippled them in a very short time.

Teja, the East Wind, is apparently in action.

Seeing that Rama was in safe hands, I moved towards the two people who were struggling for weapons in the middle of the corridor of Dahlia's room.

"Waters!" to stop the ridiculousness that is happening.

Watan turned his head and stopped his struggle with Edward. Slowly, the two got up and looked at me in astonishment. Especially Siran, the truck driver who only served as the equivalent of Junior High.

"Mondis? Why are you here?" said Sunan, plain.

"You're done?" I asked after I had a head shake.

"Have finished? Meaning what?" Sairan said again.

"No. Maybe you heard it wrong. Precisely Juragan ordered me to keep them out of this building."

"Ah, stop. Long story. I don't have much time to explain everything. Besides, you'll never understand."

Edward who understood my point started to speak. "What about Diandra?"

My forehead wiggled for a moment. "Diandra?"

"No. Mm mm.... I mean the kid. Ramah. We have to go after him before we get caught by Edi Harsono's men."

"He is safe. Let Teja take care of it."

"Tja? Ah, I'm so confused with you two," said Sunan again, this time while scratching his scalp.

For a long time, I rode black with this man's behavior as well. Upset, I immediately moved my hand as fast as lightning to snatch the gun from his hand.

"Hey, Mond. Don'tdon't. It belongs to the General. Don't mess around."

"Much talk!"

With a sudden movement, I turned the muzzle of the gun and landed the handle firmly towards the nape of the truck driver.

After a loud impact sound was heard, in an instant the body of a truck driver who likes to pretend to be an autistic person in the bunk house collapsed and lay unconscious.

"Is that not so sadistic, Raymond?" edward asked with a smile.

"Who cares? Than he's slowing our pace?" Edward just smiled at my response to Solan. "We're heading straight for the flats. Teja and the others must be heading there."

As he began to step up, Edward tried to question the latter situation. "So, did Mark manage to convince his father?"

"Looks like. Now the father and son are devising a new plan to get rid of General Edi."

"What shall we do about the general?"

"Where do I know? Let's just trust Markus. We better stay alert to Papa. ⁇

why?suddenly Edward's reddish face wondered.

⁇ I mean, Father Peter. You know he's been a difficult person to guess" I explained.

"So, you and Markus are brothers?"

Presumably I'm starting to get upset with this cute German mouth.

"Do you choose to keep your mouth shut or stay here with the driver?" threatening me, while directing the handle of the gun to point at the body of Sunan who was knocked unconscious in the middle of the corridor.

"No. Thank you" Edward said, shutting up.