Mrs Yolanda's Driver

Punishment

Otis was shocked to see the location they were now in. It was not a cafe but an empty house in the middle of the plantation. Mr. Abraham immediately went down even though Otis had not opened the door. Without thinking, Otis also immediately got out of the car and chased after Mr. Abraham who was now walking into the empty house.

Abraham entered an unlocked house. Although from outside the house looks abandoned, but inside it looks neat and clean. Mr. Abraham immediately sat down on the work chair that was there. Otis looked at Mr. Abraham for a moment before observing the room again.

"Good day, sir."

Suddenly Otis heard someone talking in the back. The man immediately twisted his body. A well-built young man with blue eyes walked up to Otis. Otis was still wondering in his heart exactly who the man was. They did not know each other and had never met before. Not wanting to take a headache Otis looked down again. His position there was only as a subordinate. It was inappropriate for him to look at his co-owners in such a way.

"He's the target you need to finish off today!" said Mr. Abraham to make Otis immediately raised his head. Otis still doesn't understand who Mr. Abraham is talking to. Talk to him or the man who is now next to him.

"It's a very easy task,” replied the high-bodied man casually to make Otis can only be silent. The man set his breath to calm down. The room was covered with silence. Otis started to get nervous and he could not hide the fear that now made his whole body tremble.

"You're afraid of Otis' death?" ask Mr. Abraham as if the question had no meaning at all.

"No, Mister. I am not afraid to die because everyone who lives will die. It's just that the way he died might have been different. There is something sad and there is a quiet death" Otis said as he looked at Mr. Abraham's face. There was nothing else he could do but challenge the man directly. Sooner or later he will be killed by the man who is now standing next to him.

Mr. Abraham nodded at Otis's reply. "It looks like you're going to die in such a horrible way. I want to see you suffer and die slowly. It's also not worth the heartache I've ever felt." Abraham leaned back in the chair he was sitting in. Pay attention to Otis from the tip of the foot to the tip of the head. "Actually you're a very special man. As a driver you get a big salary when compared to the salary of drivers in general. You can be trusted. But unfortunately you're very easy to be tempted. But I can't blame you, Otis. Anyway, my wife is very beautiful. Which man is not tempted when he sees it. What else when talking. You could say last night the situation was very favorable for you. When Yolanda found out that I was having an affair with Sandra she needed a backrest to vent her grief and you happened to be the man next to her. I thought you were really keeping him out of danger. It turns out you intend to get my name out of his heart. Since yesterday there's one question I've wanted to ask you directly." Lord Abraham got up from the chair he was sitting in and walked over to Otis. "Otis, do you really love my wife or are you just interested in her. Your answer determines your safety today."

Otis took his short breath without daring to look directly at Mr. Abraham's face again. "I just want to protect Mrs Yolanda. No more than that, sir," Otis lied. He was forced to say such cruel words for his life to be saved.

"Pregnated him?" Mr. Abraham took the map lying on the table and then some piles of photos and threw it in Otis's face. "Keeps you say. You kissed her! Hugged it! Maybe you've even slept together!" shouts Lord Abraham who has been ignited by the fire of emotion. "Now you still dare say that you're just looking after her?"

Suddenly Mr. Abraham landed a powerful blow on Otis' jaw. To the point that the man's head jolted to the side. Otis continued to clench his trembling hands while holding back the already uncontrollable emotions.

"Yes. I do love Mrs Yolanda" Otis said consciously when in fact this was not the right time for her to be honest. But Otis had no other choice. His life was also on the verge of death."

"How dare you say that phrase in front of me!"

"Mrs Yolanda is a very good woman. His heart is clean. Cotton-white. It's not appropriate for a woman as good as her to be cheated on by a man like you. Before turning on others you should introspect yourself, Sir. If you are sure that you have never made a mistake, then you have the right to turn on others. You should be thanking me because if I wasn't next to Madame Yolanda maybe Yolanda is no longer in this world. The woman must have killed herself because she was disappointed in the husband she loved so much. Now change me who asked. Why did you betray her love?"

"You don't need to know why I'm doing all this. Your job is to just take care of her, not to love her!" mr. Abraham shouted without answering Otis's question.

"That's enough to answer my question, sir. The point is you don't really love Mrs Yolanda." Otis this time dared to look at the face of Mr. Abraham directly.

The man standing beside Otis immediately pulled out his firearm and pointed it at Otis' head. He was also furious at the behavior of Otis who continued to challenge Mr. Abraham.

"Shoot him right now!" lord Abraham commanded before turning his body against Otis.

Otis closed his eyes slowly. The sound of a firearm eruption again broke the silence at the location. Otis was knocked to the floor when the bullet landed in his stomach. The man had put his hands on the chest that felt so painful when the actual shot was in the stomach. Fresh blood flooded the clothes he was now wearing. Otis began to feel short of breath. Otis looked at the ceiling of the room he was in before closing his eyes.

"Is this the end of my story?" otis murmured in his heart before he was unconscious again.