Love Will Bring You Back

F2: 54. Ready to Burn ?"

Revenge is sorrow for the one who has to endure it. And if you are ready to avenge your heartache, then vengeance is the flame that burns the arsonists."

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Dilla looked back at an address sent from Shinta regarding Handoyo's address to her a few days ago.  With the help of ‘Google Map” the intended address is easy to find. The house is in the elite area in the Pondok Indah area.  According to Shinta it is an extraordinary achievement for the people of his village, even though it was taken the wrong way.

Had been hesitant to see the appearance of the luxury house but Dilla assures herself that Shinta knows this person well so it is impossible to be given a fake address because the man is a neighbor of one village that once helped Shinta attends vocational high school to Jakarta.

Handoyo used to be a good man and liked to help people but because of the economic burden and had to lose his wife and child in the event of a big fire that befell his extended family helped shape it into what it is today these. A cruel and ruthless man who has no feelings for the sake of obtaining worldly treasures.

The house was fenced high and only had 1 housekeeper who was not in uniform.  When Dilla's car pulled up in front of the fence, the guard immediately approached and asked the reason for the visit by asking unfriendly questions. Dilla answered from the car.

“ I have an appointment with Mr. Handoyo... emh... Shinta who contacted him., and made an appointment “ Dilla did not say herself clearly and did not remove her sunglasses.

“Oh... briefly I ask first…. I wait here.. if Pak Handoyo said he did not want to meet then there is no chance, ma'am.. even though he said he had made an appointment.. so there is no reason to force !”

The guard left Dilla's car parked across from the gate of a magnificent house painted in dark green.  Almost 10 minutes of Dilla waiting in the car when finally allowed into the yard of the house. Dilla put her car in and parked it not far from the garage door.  He stepped into the living room escorted by the guard who remained unfriendly to him.

“Mother wait here... don't go anywhere,.. briefly father will come out !”  The guard returned to his post and left Dilla in the living room itself and without any sitting.

The room was big and neat. It was classy and seemed closed in the room. Dilla looked at the interior

the room is quite luxurious considering once working this person will get a fantastic pay. Dilla had prepared whatever money was requested as long as the goal was achieved. There is no painting of the owner of the house and only 1 large painting with a lion pouncing on a zebra. The painting filled the living room wall. In addition, only a soft sofa in dark brown and two large jars in the corner of the room and a glass cabinet with some expensive ceramic furniture.

The record of this man only 2 times caught during his duties is quite a lot and he was jailed 2 times for crimes committed. His first crime was a 7-year sentence and his second crime was a 15-year sentence.  It is not known who told him because the man always worked alone and

himself for all his crimes.  If it wasn't for Shinta ever swooping in while the man was in prison, then there was no way Dilla would have met him. The man only met a certain person who in his view was worth meeting.

The man from Lampung City has the nickname “Cepot bloody” because he will drink the blood of the person he dresses and send photo evidence with a face full of blood on him.    This man was one of the cold-blooded killers that made the people of Indonesia at that time in an uproar because the photos of his actions had circulated and he gentlely admitted to committing a very heinous murder on the errand of others but it did not say who told him. Allegedly he several times killed wealthy businessmen on the orders of the elite of this country . So many want to use his services because it is definitely not going to be arrested because this man is famous for his commitment to keep the name of the giver of command and he is just an executor.

“ The Bloody Cepot “ini is known to be very good at targeting victims by studying the movements and daily habits of prospective victims.  After being understood to understand the movements of prospective victims, he immediately ambushed and no one had failed from his ambush. Even though he was caught by the police

but this man never mentioned the reason why he killed and only accepted the consequences of what he did. This man is 53 years old, approximately 167 cm tall, athletic, and most importantly very mastery of his work.

Dilla still stood watching the large painting until she was shocked to hear the voice behind her and reflexively turned to the man behind her.

“Why are you looking for me?” The man stood up and looked cynically at the beautiful woman who was fair-skinned before him.

“Pak Handoyo ?” Tanya Dilla hesitated as she looked at the man with mature, athletic complexion and walked straight towards the sofa.

“Hem... “Jawab Handoyo while sitting down and do not invite his guests to sit down.

“I want to ask for help from father..emh.. if you do not mind and willing to help me to take care of someone…

“Where is your husband... just ask him for help.. Why ask someone else for help ?” you're not a widow, ” she said as she looked at Dilla's body from top to bottom.

Today Dilla uses a knee-length jeans skirt and a short-sleeved white shirt that is removed and a pair of tall sandals. Beautiful, elegant and sensual impressions were on Dilla that day.

“I am not divorced with my husband but I left me 6 months ago after molesting me and injuring my whole body until I was treated for near death in the hospital and he threatened to kill me. I almost died and was treated for months.

“So you want me to kill him ?” Killing your husband ?”

“Oh is not ... I do not want to kill him.. There is someone else who hurt me... will you help me....I will pay him anything?  " Dilla looked at the man with her long look.

“You're weird.. You're the singer's artist, right?” Why not want to kill your husband who obviously hurt you .. but wants to kill someone else?” Is the person you want to kill more cruel than your husband?” Hardik Handoyo so that makes Dilla a little afraid of his eyes.

But Dilla's determination was unanimous and forced her to dare to face the man standing in front of her and according to Dilla was very disrespectful and underestimated him.

“I understand the reason my husband did that sir and I have forgiven him already... I want to ask you for another reason...please help me take care of others who hurt me so much ?”  Dilla replied with a soft look.

“Listen I just want to see you because you are an artist and he said his boss Shinta my friend who often sends food to me while in prison, is beautiful it is not only on television.You turned out to be more beautiful original “ Handoyo snorted violently and picked up a cigarette and began to suck it and continued to look at Dilla intensely.

Dilla looked at the man and approached Handoyo who was sitting on the sofa. Dilla lowered herself by sitting on the floor beside Handoyo's feet. The man remained silent and still sucked his skirt quietly as if he did not care about Dilla. He enjoyed the cigarettes he smoked.

“Please me sir... “ Shinta rested while crying in front of a man who looks dashing at his age is already head 5.   The man met Shinta using only a sleeveless shirt and jeans. In the man's hand was a dragon that was opening its mouth. Impressed sangar and arrogant.

“Does the person you want to clean up hamper your career?”  Tell me honestly first and I will think about it. If you lie then I will not help you !” it will even throw you out of my place right now!"

“Good Mr. Handoyo .. That guy snatched my lover in the past.. he hampered my relationship with the man. The man who was always kind to me and loved me….  The man who took care of me , Mr. “ Dilla was still crying and sitting on the floor next to Handoyo.

“You asked me to kill a woman.I'm sorry I won't kill a woman..not my level... “ Handoyo shouted loudly in front of Dilla.

 Handoyo soon gets up and will leave Dilla and will ask Dilla to leave her home. But Dilla who was still sitting on the floor held Handoyo's feet tightly and held him while crying.

“This woman who first sold herself to my lover so that my lover was forced to take responsibility for her unintentional pregnancy.. I hate her so much … that's all I wanted. I had to teach the woman a lesson .. ”Tell Dilla while crying and kissing the feet of the man who was not wearing footwear. Dilla actually cried in front of Handoyo and was teary-eyed.

“What do I get if I help you?”

“Is 5 billion worth it sir ?” Dilla said carefully.

He was still crying on the floor and did not dare to raise his head to look at Handoyo. Fear is certain. Dilla was very frustrated if Handoyo did not help her. His second move involving a TV station to dismantle his relationship with David failed miserably and Dilla did not want this one to fail either.

“Dilla... That's your name isn't it ? “ Handoyo is still not moving from the living room because Dilla is still holding her leg and the woman is still resting on the floor.

“Listen to your hatred it's not worth that value… You don't hate that woman so much that your hate is still like that you can still change your mind and I think you just have the disease of envy... there are many other men you can get.... Just save your money..just go and pray a lot.I'm sorry that woman !”.

“Pak Handoyo... please help me... I have to do what for you to understand that my hate rate on the woman is very high !”.

“There's nothing you have to do for me.. Go home !”.

“please help me pack !” I can't live if I keep remembering that woman !” I beg you, this is my love, Mr Handoyo !” Dilla began to cry hysterically and kissed Handoyo's leg again.

“Good... You will do anything to prove that you do hate him ?”

Dilla nodded from a sitting position on the floor and looked up at the man standing in front of her who looked without mercy.

“Follow me “ Handoyo steps up the stairs on the second floor of her house.

Dilla followed the man without asking much.  They took their feet through the empty central room and headed for a room on the second floor.

As soon as Dilla entered the room. The door was closed by Handoyo. They stood behind the door.  They stood facing each other and were very close. The sound of each breath can be heard.

“Tell me what's the woman's name ? “ Tanya Handoyo very firmly.

“Soffie.. I don't know his full name yet. She is the wife of David Pratama...Perhaps you've heard of her?”  Dilla replied with a smile at the man. “ She is currently pregnant.but I do not want her to be with David and enjoy her wealth.

‘She is pregnant and you want to take responsibility for the blood of the mother and child that will spill?”  Handoyo asked again, looking at Dilla.

“I will be responsible for the blood that will be spilled…. The important thing is you want to help me, “ Dilla really sounds desperate.

“Now say it out loud….. I hate Soffie and I who want to kill him !”  Handoyo said loudly and invited Dilla to follow his words.

Dilla said it out loud in front of Handoyo. Dilla felt confident of his goal that would work if Handoyo made it happen.

“ Less hard !”  Shouted Handoyo.

“I hate Soffie so much and I want to kill her !” soffie shouted with fiery flames and looked at Handoyo with a sharp gaze. He was no longer afraid of the man in front of him.

“Tell again and remember how he snatched your lover !”

“I hate Soffie so much and I want to kill her !” Shouted Dilla with an angry look at Handoyo and the man looked at her with a smile that exuded cunning.

“Say five more times loud and confident “ Handoyo pulls Dila to get closer to her body.

Their bodies stuck together and their eyes looked at each other. Dilla still said out loud and without Dilla realizing it, the man had taken off the clothes used by Dilla.

Handoyo looked admiringly at the woman's body. He smiled full of grin.  He held back his desire, after he looked at the beautiful woman before him. Handoyo wanted to see where Dilla's intentions were.

Dilla was surprised to realize that she was not dressed at all in front of the man. The man looked at her with his sly smile. But Handoyo just looked at him without doing anything to him.

“ Tell me.. do you still want to kill him or want to leave this room ?” Handoyo still gave Dilla the option to rethink. “Is your hatred big enough that you deserve to be

inhere? “Tanya Handoyo once again on Dilla . The man's gaze grew increasingly foggy. Rarely adult men

getting a beautiful woman as his lust.  Usually he looks for women in nightclubs and satisfies her not in his residence.

“The door can still open.. think once again, Dilla !”   My pay is not enough your 5 billion.

I have satisfactory service and I will consider it .. “ Handoyo left Dilla who is still stuck with her condition.

Handoyo stepped onto her bed and ignored Dilla who was still undressed.  The man mocked the woman.  He doesn't need Dilla. He was still wearing full clothes and that woman needed him.

“Dilla remember Revenge is sorrow for the one who has to endure it and if you are ready to avenge your heartache, then revenge is a blaze that burns the arsonists… Are you ready to burn ?”

Handoyo smiled and closed his eyes on the bed. Dilla was still standing glued to look at the man.

　

　

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