
The stranger who had kept Rasta out of the salt factory was followed by two of his men who were walking behind.
One of the two men opened the car door for their Clan leader to ride, but the man denied any intention to get into his car, his instincts sensed something - he turned around to stare at a point he felt was awkward.
At the same time, he immediately smiled obliquely when he found the figure of Ken who was standing there while looking at him sharply.
He approached Ken who seemed to remain silent in place without feeling any trepidation.
"When were you there?" ask Ken who has a calm face.
"Since you said you were in love with my wife," Ken replied casually.
The man grinned. "So you heard it? It's good that you already know. Are you going to pick up your sister-in-law?" ask her with a sneering smile.
"Yes" replied Ken flatly.
"The body is inside. Ah .. It's a pity that you're late, if you just barged in, it looks like he still has a life!"
Unexpectedly, Ken actually laughed softly like making fun of him.
"Then let the body rot in there! I won't get anything if I just bring the body, my wife will be sad later" Ken said.
"You don't want to bring the body?"
"Why do I pick up a dead man" Ken chuckled softly.
"Do you want to catch up with him?" He took something from behind the suit he was wearing, a firearm and pointed it at Ken. "Maybe with you dead, Zahra will be able to have it" he continued.
Ken smiled at her side. "Your life is very sad, sir!" the smile on Ken's face seemed to be ridiculing him greatly.
He pulls the trigger and is ready to shoot Ken, but he loses quickly to the reflex movement of Ken's long legs, kicking the weapon in his hand. It was beyond prediction and really brave of this man-inner.
His pistol is thrown away, two of his men who have since heard his conversation with Ken- instantly take a stance by taking their respective pistols to rain down on the man with gunfire, but what he never expected if his opponent this time-Ken-it was just swift to pull his body and then put a gun right on his thin. Make the reverse position.
He is now a prisoner of Ken. An opponent he never imagined, he realized he was underestimating Ken's abilities. Ken's movements are so fast as if trained, his usual intuition can judge someone's behavior and can read the situation - now it's too late to realize the dexterity that Ken has, Ken, he also realized that since Ken arrived at this place, he had not heard Ken's footsteps at all.
"You shouldn't have taken your gun out, sir! So, I also don't have to bother pointing at you like this!" ken whispered right in his ear.
Goddamnit! He could have been taken captive by a kid yesterday afternoon like Ken!
"I could finish you off right now with your head!" ken stressed the words, trying to knock him out mentally. "Have your men back down, before they see you dying before their eyes right now!" continued Ken.
He coded the two men with an eye gesture, so they dropped the weapon they were now pointing at Ken.
Simultaneously, Rasta came out from inside the factory panting and appearing to cough - coughing.
He still has energy too!- his mind.
But, why did Rasta come out alone? Where were his other men - whom he had told to take care of Rasta in there?
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"Lo really don't want to take my body with me when I die?" rasta shouted from across there. Ken did not comment on Rasta's question, because now he focuses on pointing a gun at a foreign man he had met at the Hospital this afternoon, he was so careless and felt stupid because he was fooled by the man who claimed to have saved the life of Zahra, his wife.
Ken took another weapon from behind the bag of the jacket he was wearing and slowly threw it at Rasta.
Rasta pulled the trigger of his gun, then without a cue - he immediately shot the legs of two of his enemy's men who stood not far from them. The two people were only silent because their Boss-was still being held in a gun by Ken, they did not even dare to move, making Rasta easy to shoot.
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Rasta glares. "The real gun, Men!" kekehnya slowly and Ken shook his head faintly, could - Rasta usually make jokes like this, obviously - obviously the man can distinguish a real and fake gun.
The two people who shot Rasta were sitting down, because their calves had been shot and bleeding.
Meanwhile, Ken stared at the enemy who was currently his prisoner. "You waiting for help from your other men?" tanyakanya.
The man did not answer, but Ken knew that now the man was thinking about where his men were in the salt factory.
"If I say they're all dead, do you believe me?" Ken took off his grip on the man and threw his gun in any direction. He won't shoot the man with his gun right now. He chose just a fistfight because the power is still full and ready to be channeled.
Ken laughed discordantly, he drew closer to his enemy and looked at him sharply.
"You underestimated me, right? I'm more challenged against you with my bare hands!" ken said as he banged his own head against the man's head. Makes the man stagger backwards.
Rasta who limp at the end there does not intend to help Ken to attack the enemy, he actually chuckles at Ken's actions.
"You will lose, sir! Ken's head must be so hard on your head! He's a stone head!" rasta said chuckling softly while holding onto some of her aching body parts.
Ken and the foreign man were involved in a fight that relied on muscles, several times Ken sat down and he was quite salute with the power of his enemy who despite having been battered since the arrival of Ken-yang Ken believes because of the work of Rasta-still be able to deal with it that is still full of energy.
A few moments when the fight happened, they both sat down with gasping breath.
"Where's Uncle Sapta?" ken asked the man next to him, they were the same - just not against each other anymore. Really stop and Ken takes this opportunity to negotiate.
"I threw it into the sea to be Shark food!" the man replied lightly while adjusting his breath.
"Then you should be ready if I make a lion's meal at the zoo!" ken said calmly.
"You're threatening me?"
"No, or do you want another option?" ask Ken with a slanted smile.
The man did not answer, he asked what had astonished him since. "Where are my other men?" ask the man.
"They're still in that factory! I didn't know if they were dead or not! I just threw a tranquilizing gas into the room after seeing Rasta escape from them. Maybe they just fell asleep" said Ken, who was also breathing.
"What do you mean?"
"I don't want to kill people! My wife is pregnant, so I am still kind enough to let you go! I hope you don't become a stumbling block for me and my family in the future" Ken said.
The stranger looked at Ken with a strange look, his expression unreadable, I don't know what he was thinking right now.
Suddenly Rasta approached the two of them. "Back home!" rasta said slowly. "My grandfather played war - kayak gini, already like playing paintball!" gerutu Rasta while passing by looking for Ken's car which is somehow parked where.
"The old man is at the Pier, he's not dead yet" the man said at last.
"I know you didn't kill him!" said Ken.
"Why are you sure?"
"Because before coming here, Hana had a chance to tell me about you. He said he looked like he'd seen you and then he started to remember you" Ken said.
"really? Does he still remember me?"
"Yes, he told me about your meeting, you bought his wares and from there I came to the conclusion that you're not as bad as you seem, you still have a conscience just that you're covered in revenge."
The man looked down. All this time his life was filled with a very strong vendetta.
"You should just kill me!" said the man.
"No! Hana saved your life once, I don't want my wife's efforts to be in vain! You should have taken advantage of the opportunity of life that has been given to you ever since, not just following your grudges!"
The man laughed heartily. "You're advising me?"
"Of course not, I'm not worth your advice! I'm worse than you!"
The man fell silent, digesting all the words that Ken spoke.
"Your father's revenge should have been avenged when both Rasta and Hana's parents died. Not only have you been living unsettled all this time but the two Aerospace descendants you seek also feel that way. You don't have to carry on that grudge anymore, because it will dirty your own hands!"
Ken got up from his position and walked slowly. Ken realized, the remark also he aimed at himself who had a grudge against Frans, a little he understood the feelings of this foreign man who lived in a grudge-just like himself.
"You sure you let me live? You're not afraid I'm taking Zahra from you?" yelled the man.
Ken turned around. "He loves me very much, and my love is enough for him. I'm her husband and who are you? Do you think he'll be easy on you to take?" Ken smiled and passed from there.
Ken also follows Rasta who has been leaning in front of the car - with facial conditions that are difficult to explain.
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