LOVE NARA
2101. BLOODSHED
"The man is a man, sir."
Beno gave his report when Yoga came to the office for some important affairs.
"Who told him to?"
Yoga was still paying attention one by one to the report from the very detailed assistant. Until he finally arrived at the page that showed some photos of someone he knew.
"Marcell ...!!!" The man growled with emotion.
"Yes, Sir. He's mastermind. And according to the perpetrators who have been caught, Marcell also cooperated with the Asta Pact in the case of fire in our project."
Yoga hit the table with his clenched hands full of anger.
"How dare he harass me and harm my wife! I will make a calculation directly with him!!"
Yoga threw the report he had just seen onto the table. With a swift Beno immediately tidied it so as not to be scattered and mixed with the former work that piled up on the edge.
"Today he came out of his residence and seemed deliberately to want to trick our surveillance, sir."
Beno said that since getting out of prison some time ago, Marcell is known to always be in his rental house and never go out.
"Where is he now?"
"According to the reports I received, Marcell went to the pharmacy and stopped by a cafe not far from where he lived. And now he's back in his hiding place."
"Communicado the police immediately! Make sure he gets arrested and put in jail!"
Yoga grabbed her phone and prepared to leave. He wanted to meet Marcell first and make personal calculations with the obsessive and cunning man, before the authorities recaptured him.
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"How could you remember me, honorable Lord."
Yoga broke down the door and found Marcell sitting in a large chair, welcoming him with a sly demeanor and a paltry laugh. His style of speech is still as it used to be, always provoking the emotions of his interlocutors.
"How dare you harm my wife!" Yoga approached the man and gripped the top of the clothes he was wearing.
Buugghh ...!!! Buugghhh ...!!!
Twice a hard blow directly landed on both cheeks Marcell who did not seem to dodge and resigned under the confines of the body Yoga continues to press and lock his movement.
His smile grew more sly as fresh blood flowed down both corners of his lips.
"I want to take Nara away with me. But unfortunately, he survived and didn't die."
Phaakk ...!!!
One loud slap landed on Marcell's mouth which still continued to provoke the emotion of Yoga.
"It seems I need to once again try it so we can go far together."
Phaakk ...!!! Phaakk ...!!!
Yoga growled and again raised his right hand until two hard slaps landed again on both sides of the lips of a man who still dared to show a cynical smile that was very dismissive.
"Never mention my wife's name with your foul mouth again ...!!!"
Marcell's lips ripped and shed a lot of blood to hit the hand of Yoga who repeatedly slapped him. But his courage did not subside as well, even more daring to challenge the husband of the woman he judged.
"I love Nara. I'll take him away. Nara ... Nara ... Nara ...!!! Hahahaa ...!!!"
Yoga stood up and pulled and Marcell's large tall body was still gripped tightly. He beat the man's body with all his strength, accompanied by an increasingly explosive anger due to the words of Marcell who continued to mention Nara's name in front of him.
A few hard and crushing blows from him, finally making Marcell's body staggered and fell back in place.
When the body of the man staggered and fell, that's when the sharp eyes of Yoga caught the existence of a small black object that was originally invisible to him because it was hidden behind Marcell's body.
Beno and several people who were standing guard outside according to Yoga's orders, were suddenly startled by the sound of an eruption from inside the house whose door had opened wide.
Doorr ...!! Doorr ...!! Dooorr ...!!!
Two police cars came with several members inside. The entire apparatus descended then swiftly and vigilantly entered into the house that had turned silent, with no sound of contention anymore.
Beno follows the officers to find out the circumstances of his superiors. His face looked very panicked, afraid that something bad might happen to Yoga.
Shortly thereafter, several policemen cut out two bodies that were both unconscious and drenched in blood, either alive or already unhelpful.
Beno got out and hurriedly asked some people who were with him to prepare the car and immediately took Yoga to the hospital.
Meanwhile Marcell was taken using one police car and another police car led the motorcade of several cars as a road opener to get to the hospital faster.
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"Mas Yoga ...!!!"
Nara woke up suddenly until her body jerked and sat on the bed. The inside of his stomach reacted, feeling tense and hardened instantly.
Sorry, Son. Forgive Mom.
With a breath of breath Nara rubbed her stomach gently and continuously, so that the pain she felt soon subsided.
His face was full of sweat, as a result of the nightmare he had just experienced. Aunt Asih who accompanied him this afternoon came over and cleaned his face.
"Mother Nara's having nightmares again?" ask the aunt while offering a glass of water to Nara.
The meek woman nodded and immediately finished her drink. Then he returned to lay down his body with a resting position that had been slightly upheld by Aunt Asih.
"Thank you, Bi," said Nara Lirih with a face that still looks pale.
Aunty Asih smiled and nodded then sat back on the sofa not far from the bed.
Nara leaned her head to ward off the pain in her head from waking up suddenly. Close his eyes to calm his mind. But the shadow of the dream was actually present as if it was real in front of him.
What's wrong with you, Mom? What the hell happened to you? Why are my thoughts and feelings so bad?
He picked up his cell phone on the table and tried to contact Yoga. The call was connected but not picked up. Trying again and again is like that.
His feelings were getting no better, let alone remembering his terrifying dream earlier.
As real as it is, she sees Yoga collapsing with a body drenched in blood. The handsome face of her husband was pale with lips that had turned blue. The look in his eyes was null, there was no longer any visible light of life in the radiance that had dimmed.
The hand of the husband makes his feelings more filled with fear of losing the life support, half the life complement of his life. The same feeling as when Yoga is about to go leaves it for eternity.
Hope you're okay, Mom. Hurry back, I want to see you soon and hug you again ....
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