Love and Last Memories

Chapter 282: Lying down

Previously, the Sultan had to beat the enemy he had just paralyzed so that the enemy could not rise again from his limp beds.

Meanwhile the Sultan's cell phone suddenly rang, whether it was a phone call from whom, and now all the Sultan could do was fight them.

The enemy is so many, and perhaps the Sultan will never be able to fight them with only his own power, there he needs someone, but the place is very quiet, very quiet, so the Sultan could only continue to fight them until the logs were broken.

"Your wood beam is broken, and now you want to give up is it still willing to fight? if you still want to fight, then don't blame us for killing you now, is there a last word you want to say Bro?" said one of the enemies who looked so disdainful to a Sultan.

"Redy! that's not my way Bro, until whenever I'll never be willing to give up on a weak person like you all," said the Sultan with a sledge while pointing his middle finger at them.

The roar of the wind came again, and now his spirit began to echo, if not his friend who helped, then the wind did not matter, as long as the wind still rumbled like this, only, and that was enough for a Sultan to appear even more confident.

"Gue will never die here, and this is not my way to die, if only I could use the knowledge that my two grandfathers had inherited, maybe now I won't look weak like this" the Sultan said in his heart as he pointed his fist at all of his opponents in front of him.

Fortunately, the wind had rumbled behind the Sultan's body, so he knew clearly that in his purchase there was still one brandan who almost stabbed the Sultan's head with a baseball bat.

However, the enemy there was too much, even though Sultan had hit his opponent's face earlier, but still he could not avoid another attack.

Kask ....

The sound of the hit from the wooden beams of the enemy hit the Sultan's back, but the hit was nothing so the Sultan began to lose his concentration until he forgot that his head was not protected.

After the Sultan fell, the brands then hit the Sultan's body simultaneously, and fortunately after he remembered the previous incident, the Sultan immediately protected his head even though he fell once.

Duars ....

After they were satisfied to beat the Sultan, the thunderous roar shocked them. The rain falling from up there now stopped the fight.

The Sultan lay limp, but he could still smile thinly while laughing thinly as well. The sultan raised both his hands and saw his hands which were filled with many scars from the wooden punch of the beams he was holding.

His face and hands were covered in blood, although not enough, only the pain was really felt when the rain soaked his entire body.

"Mampus you! that's why you never want to deal with people like us, so now you know what kind of risk you have to face it will be! you should have stayed at home, and you should also not have to interfere in our affairs," said one of the enemies who was still not satisfied to see the Sultan just lying there like that.

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"Bas stubborn! rasain's punching me!" said one of the enemies who immediately gave a blow to the face of the Sultan back.

"Cuihh, rasain huh! haha," said Sultan while throwing his saliva and right about the face of the brandalan who had hit his face earlier.

"Thin' to know at your end! I'm finishing you."

The Sultan laughed, while the brand was still not satisfied also hit the Sultan's face, but one of the friends of the brandan immediately told him to stop hitting the Sultan's face, because they were afraid that later the Sultan's colleagues would all come.

"Enough bego! you don't see if he's that limp, want to be up to whenever you can never finish him, will you, you don't realize that all these things we've done will call his friends, he's not your opponent bego, hurry home!" said his brand friend while pulling the collar of his friend so he stopped beating the Sultan.

They all finally left, and there was only the Sultan alone. Now the Sultan could not move all his body, all he could do was lie down while soaking in the speck of rain falling on his face.

The Sultan took a cigarette out of his sling bag, then he set it on fire and slowly exhaled the smoke up the night ceiling.

Huaev ....

The blowing of cigarette smoke outside made the Sultan smile widely, it turns out that when the many bruises on his body did not eliminate the pleasure of the cigarette he burned, even though the cigarette was a little wet, but it still feels the same.

"Hadeuhh .. want until when I have to lie limp in a place like this continues, after all this mobile phone from earlier vibrated mute dah, I do not know who it is, who, if the caller is my friends, what a hard thing trying to stay pick me up here, and if it's my girlfriend Rere, I want to say sorry to him."

This time the Sultan could only speak alone like a madman. What he had been waiting for was still not coming as well, but what he was waiting for was definitely going to come pick him up.

No one, they were just friends, the Sultan once said to them, and of course they all knew what the Sultan said.

Sultan was so confident that his friends would come, because a good friend would never leave his own friend in the most difficult conditions.

"One, two, three .. It still hasn't come! I'd better count down another hundred, who knows they'll come later."

The Sultan continued to babble there, so that the cigarette was exhausted up to his butt. Then after that he also burned his second cigarette because he was not satisfied to see the smoke of his cigarette was not as thick as usual.

Again the Sultan rambled alone, and without him realizing it turned out by raving like that little by little the pain began to disappear.

The Sultan constantly repeated his mudur count so that the pain and pain disappeared like being blown by the wind.