
In life, for an ordinary girl like Kiran Larasati, naturally, that woman had never been faced with such an important situation at all. Her life has always been quite adem-ayem, even though the twenty-six-year-old girl, has a bad relationship with her biological family. The extreme fear makes Kiran, not caring about her status, and Rangga who is only limited to marrying a contract. The woman's body was so attached to Rangga, and did not leave the room at all. And without Kiran knowing, the twin hills are so attached to Rangga's body, and of course damage the focus for Rangga as a normal man.
"Mas...I'm afraid, I'm afraid Mas" Kiran said, as gunshots greeted them.
Faced with a situation like this, it certainly makes Rangga worried, especially now that he is not alone. So of course Rangga must be more careful, so that he can protect Kiran.
But the concentration of the man was instantly piqued, as the twin hills belonged to Kiran, so attached to her body. Of course it makes Rangga as a normal man, lost focus especially since the death of Rani, the man had never felt love with a woman.
"Can you stay away from me?!" pinta Ranges. The tone of the man's voice sounded harsh, as he made his request.
"Have you gone mad? Asking me to stay away from Mas, I don't want to die yet, Mas,"
"Ma..Ma's..I mean it's that.." By pausing his words, because it was impossible for him to tell the truth.
"That's what Mas?" ask Kiran back. The woman immediately showed her confused face, with Rangga's request that she did not understand at all.
"that's you, kiran.."
"That's what??" Kiran's tone of voice had begun to rise, because of the annoyance of Rangga's speech, which he did not understand at all.
DOOR! The sound of gunfire greeted back, which made the two, again stricken by the tense atmosphere.
"Mas...I'mfrightened...I'm scared..." Kiran increasingly grasped Rangga's hand, until the thickness of the object was increasingly felt for Rangga.
"Yes God..Strengthen my faith," murmured Rangga in heart, as passion arose in such a precarious situation.
"You wait here, I'll return their fire!"
"No! I don't want to! What if you die, and I become a widow!"
"So you're cursing that I die soon!" Rangga looked so upset, hearing what Kiran had just said.
THE DOOR! The sound of gunfire that returned greeted them again, to make Kiran again scream to grimace Rangga.
"Yes..."
Regardless of Kiran, Rangga immediately came out from hiding. Boldly the man stepped a little forward, and shot back his opponent.
DOOR...DOOors..... The shot given by Rangga, made the atmosphere even more precarious for a Kiran.
Kiran occasionally raised her face, trying to see the situation, to make sure that Rangga was okay. Clear droplets dripped from the two corners of the girl's eyes, when she found blood continuously dripping from Rangga's arm, as a result of the shots just for protecting her.
The dress that dangled Kiran was torn, and the woman bravely went out of hiding, only to reach Rangga, though the gunfire was still going on, and almost hit the young girl.
THE DOOR!
AUWW! cry Kiran, when a bullet almost hit her.
"Kiran, what are you doing?! Why did you come here? It's very dangerous here."
"Your arms continue to bleed Mas" Kiran said, directly bandaging Rangga's wounds, with fragments of cloth from her dress. At first glance, they stared at each other, but the faces of the two of them immediately turned away a little nervously.
"Thank you, and don't go outside. Youunderstand?"
"Yes, and spirit!" kiran said encouragingly to Rangga, who would shoot them again. And suddenly there was a gunshot coming from their direction, and it was Doni.
THE DOOR!
The shot given by Doni, managed to stack the man. The twenty-eight-year-old secretary, taking a long step, approached the man, who had been engaged in a gunfight with his master. The mask that covered the man's head immediately released Doni, in order to get to know him.
"Do you know him?" ask Rangga. The man's footsteps he swung, approaching Doni who was close to the perpetrator, who was dead.
"No sir, and I'm sure that he's a man."
Seeing what happened today, and how Rangga faced such a thing, made Kiran convinced that there was something about Rangga that she did not know. Could it? Rangga's a mobster, or someone wants to kill him. Millions of questions suddenly lodged within Kiran, making the woman shudder in horror.
"It's true, if my one-year-old husband is a sculptor, or a former mobster," Kiran murmured inwardly.
"When do you want to be there?" asked Rangga suddenly, who defended Kiran's daydreams instantly.
"I..Yes Mas," replied Kiran stammered, and immediately stepped foot, heading towards Rangga, and Doni.
"Has he died yet?"
"It's a good thing you ask me, if you ask someone else, people will laugh at you. If he's not dead yet, how could this shot have finished stupidly!" exclaiming Rangga with a slow pinch, Kiran's head.
"Sick Mas! Do you think my head is this, ball?!" kiran was annoyed, giving a sharp look to Rangga, whom the man only responded with a smile.
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HOSPITAL
Rangga's one hand as soon as he held tightly to the edge of the bed, as Devan attempted to pull out a bullet from inside his arm, which was not too deep.
"You've always been like this. If Rani's still around, she's gonna be really mad at you."
"I've completely forgotten that. There are people who want to kill me, and I'm sure that he's the same person who killed Rani."
"Now think of whoever your enemy is."
"much. But what hates me the most, is your twin. And I don't know why you two are so different. You're a pious man, even choosing to be a doctor, but he's.." Rangga was unable to continue his words, as Devan interrupted.
"He's calm in nature, so don't bring it up again" exclaimed Devan. But all of a sudden the man grimaced in pain, as Devan managed to pull out the heat, from inside his arm.
"Aaahhhhhh" Rangga's long scream, making Kiran who had been waiting outside faithfully immediately ran in.
The tightly shut door, immediately widened Kiran to cause a cheerful sound, and shifted the gazes of the two men, as well as one of the nurses.
BRAAKK!
Not minding the commotion he caused, Kiran immediately took her long steps, bringing the body towards the bed, where Rangga lay.
"Mas..You all right?! You okay?"
A small smile, Devan painted on the face, found how frantic Kiran was, on the late husband of Rani.
"Your husband is fine, Kiran! So you don't have to worry. Because something like this, it's nothing new to him."
"What are you talking about?!" hardik Rangga, with a look of dislike.
"Sorry!" A small smile carved on Devan's face, who felt guilty with his words.
A small smile carved on Kiran's face. But in fact that smile, he painted a fake. Curious again he felt, with what Doctor Devan just said.
"Why are you daydreaming?" asked Rangga suddenly, who defended Kiran's daydreams instantly.
"No Mas!" By trying to disguise the look of that face, with a smile. "And how does it still hurt?" ask Kiran later.
"Not like that anymore, when the bullet was still inside."
Kiran smiled. The two eyes he was so drowned, when the look in his eyes he washed over Rangga, seeing the man grimacing as Devan bandaged his gunshot wound.
"I'm sure, if there's anything else about Mas Rangga, which I don't know, and I'll find out, for that," Kiran murmured inwardly.