
"Kartika, don't go!" kevin groans in his pain. However, it seems that the intention to prevent Kartika failed. The woman kept her feet up without hesitation. Stay now to himself. The bullet lodged in his chest leaving a pain probably penetrated his respiratory lobe. Kevin wants to call. The phone is on the table. He was unable to take it. His energy seemed to be drained away unceremoniously by pain.
Kartika walked down the sidewalk going back to her house. Even though I don't know how to. The money! A dime he didn't take her. So how did he get home? Kartika kept thinking. If you keep walking, will you get home? Even if he doesn't know the way he's going to do it. He will ask as he continues walking. Although it will take a few days to get home is not what Kartika will do.
Kartika continued to walk without looking back. In his heart, he actually did not have the heart to leave Kevin who was hurt by his actions. But he also wants to go home. His fate became like this because of Kevin so he deserved the injury.
Tears continue to flow from the corner of Kartika's eye. What if Kevin dies satisfied?
While in the depths of his heart still holds love. No. I can't be sorry. He did everything to me without pity.
He deserves that!
Various questions and thoughts that differ between the good heart and the evil heart occupy the heart of Kartika.
Kevin's face that was in pain and collapsing continued to overshadow his mind.
Instantly Kartika stopped her footsteps, turning her body running back towards the house she had just left.
Unceasing tears kept flowing from her two beautiful eyeballs. Until arriving in front of the open door Kartika saw Kevin who was still drooping on the floor with his hands still holding the chest that was hit by the shot. Fresh blood continued to flow soaking into Kevin's white shirt until it was partially red.
Kartika walked in to Kevin. The face of the man lying down smiled at Kartika.
"You're back!"
"Shut up don't talk much."
"Don't call the hospital later we're caught by a lot of bodyguards out there looking for us" Kevin said.
Kartika pressed the emergency button. The woman looked at Kevin.
"Then what should I do? Letting you die here and I go to jail?"
"Isn't that what you want!"
This time Kartika was silent. It's true Kevin said but that doesn't solve the problem at all. The woman continued to sob could not bear to see the existence of Kevin who was getting weaker because it was bleeding a lot.
Kartika takes Kevin's body to lay the man in his lap. Trying to force Kevin to keep his eyes open by patting his face many times.
"I have to what? how do you make it safe?"
Kartika's face looks panicked, the woman is really worried about the man in her lap.
"You have to dissect me to get that bullet out of my body."
"Me, can I?"
Kartika looked at Kevin as if she could not believe his words. How could he possibly dissect Kevin who was in pain.
But, if not done it will endanger his life because there is a foreign object in his body. He himself was not a health worker how to do that