
Karto coughed with his back body on the living room table that was destroyed after being hit by his body earlier. He tried to stand back with great difficulty. The two women behind him cried sobbing sobbing at Karto's terrible condition.
Munding walked with a rather limp body. He's reached his stamina limit tonight. But with only determination, he continued moving forward towards Karto.
Everything has to end tonight.
After a few minutes, Munding stood in front of Karto who was still on his back and panting on the broken living room table. From Karto's mouth, a hint of blood seemed to seep out. Maybe some of his internal organs were injured because of the Munding sikuan earlier.
Munding then sat on his knees and straddled Karto's recumbent body. Munding's two arms forward clutched Karto's neck which was still panting and occasionally coughed up blood.
“Hahahahahaha,” Karto's laughing voice sounds slow and hard, “I never thought that my fate, Karto Sentono, would end up in the hands of a boy like you.”
Munding began to press hard towards Karto's neck, trying to stop the flow of air into Karto's lungs.
“Uhukkk, Uhukkkkk.”
Karto coughed and gasped for breath. Both of his hands held Munding's hand which strangled his neck. Karto's legs also tried to kick Munding's back. Karto was really trying to maintain his last breath.
Then Karto's hand grip was not as strong as before. But he seems to gather energy not to fight his fate. He seemed to want to say something to Munding.
Munding who saw Karto's eye cue and his mouth that seemed to want to say something reduced the pressure in both of his hands that strangled Karto. He wanted to know what Karto was willing to say with his last breath.
“Munding, you know..” Karto paused for a moment and tried to catch his breath, “when I finished your Father first, he cried to me, he begged me.”
Deg.
Munding felt something writhing in his chest. This time Munding felt a sense of anger when he heard Karto's words just now. Unknowingly, his hand grip hardened.
Karto again thrashed because of Munding's strangulation. Munding then tried to control his emotions back. But that anger was still there and gathering in his chest.
Karto again tried to breathe as much air as possible. Just this time Karto felt that every second of his life was precious.
“But he did not beg me to spare his life. He asked me not to finish you off at that time. You're the little boy who lost his father,” Karto said.
“Your father smiled and thanked me back then and seemed willing to leave this world,” said Karto who suddenly laughed hysterically, “but you know what Sutinah said back then? ‘Karto won't kill Munding, but I will kill him’ hahahahahahaha.”
“At that time, I saw the expression of your Father that made me the most happy, the expression full of hatred for your Mother, the expression full of worry because of you and also the expression that could not accept if the end came. Hahahahahaha. Even if you finish me off right now, I'm satisfied. At least my children fared better than you did back then Munding!!!” karto said as he closed his eyes and prepared to accept his death.
Anger Confirms again bubbling at Karto's words. Munding glanced briefly at Sutinah who was hugging Ayu on the sofa with a trembling body. Then Munding brought his lips closer to Karto's ears whose eyes were still closed.
“Before I came here, I met Joko, your son, I didn't like his behavior. So I smashed his cock. Guess what, roughly how long will he survive before finally deciding to kill himself because he can not be a man?” whispers Munding to Karto's ears.
Munding smiled and pressed both his hands firmly against Karto's neck. Soon Karto breathed his last breath.
Munding stood up and closed his eyes for a moment. Even though he had killed Karto's life, but somehow there was still a little sense of obstruction in his heart. Munding knew it was his instinct to try to tell him that it wasn't over.
Munding glanced towards Sutinah and Ayu. And at that moment he knew. To end it all, he had to take the lives of two people closest to him who had a blood relationship with him.
Munding approached the two of them.
Sutinah who saw Karto die hysterically and shouted while pointing at Munding, “you son of the Devil, you Satan, you are more savage than animals.”
Munding said quietly, “I know Mom. Am I not your son?”
Ayu just bowed and cried sobbing. He just doesn't want to live poor and miserable and he also knows that his mother has the same goals. He never felt guilty for what he had done.
Doesn't everyone deserve a better life?
Ayu raised her face and looked towards her biological sister. One mother's biological sister another father she had. The younger brother he stabbed himself with both hands. Because billions of rupiah in savings and rice fields owned by his father.
I smiled, maybe this is better. Maybe death is the way out of everything.
Munding then hugged his Mother and Brother. The cries of Sutinah became more and more in the arms of Munding. Ayu only cried sobbing while smiling.
Munding took off a hug to the two. His right hand was stretched out towards Sutinah's neck and his left hand was stretched out towards Ayu's neck.
The necks of the two women are not the same as the necks of men like Karto. Their necks are limp and smooth like velvet.
Munding shed tears and looked at Ayu, Sutinah thrashed with all her might trying to escape from Munding's strangulation.
Ayu just cried sobbing and smiled back at Munding.
“Mbak,” Munding take a deep breath, “if Mbak meet you later, please tell me, ‘Munding is fine’, let you not worry anymore.”
Ayu smiled and nodded her head. Munding pressed both his hands firmly. For a few seconds, Sutinah thrashed with all her might, while Ayu looked at Munding while still smiling.
When her last breath came, Ayu simply widened her eyes and then her head drooped to the side.
Munding remained in that position for a few minutes. When he felt that there was no more warmth from the two necks he was holding, Munding took off his hand and he cried out.
Munding cried while hugging the two bodies of the woman who was supposed to be the closest person to him.