My Only One's

Pain

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A large building that certainly looks familiar to Arfan and Satria. When they got down from the car driven by Andra, also Galang who was behind them. Despite being rejected by Arfan, the young man still insisted on joining. 

"Hmm ... Reminds you of the past, right?" Satria fixed the location of her sunglasses.

The sun was indeed quite scorching at that moment, making anyone squint their eyes.

Arfan did not reply, but he immediately swung his wide steps through the door that had opened once the guards knew their arrival.

Followed by Andra and Galang who stared with a look of amazement and disbelief. He just found out there's this kind of thing, and never thought of it in the least.

"The prisoner against the clock was arrested sir" said the guard who opened the door to a room inside.

Three men, one of whom was about the same age as Arfan, sat tied up in a chair. His mouth was covered with duct tape and his eyes were tied to a piece of cloth.

Their situation did not seem okay, and everything looked battered. Must have received torture before.

The guard opened the blindfold and duct tape that sealed their mouths shut, then the three seemed to blink when the light hit the netra.

Arfan squinted while squinting.

"Who among you hit my son's car?" he said in a low voice.

No one answered.

"I asked, which one of you hit my son's car?" The man repeated his question. This time his voice was louder.

Still no one answered, until finally Arfan felt lost patience.

"Are you mute and deaf, goddamn it?!" The man finally hit them. Kicked the faces of the three in turn until they lurch back.

"Why didn't anyone confess? Don't you have the guts to show up and attack my son?" Arfan yelling.

His breathing roared, it seemed as if the man was really angry.

"He doesn't even know what the problem is, but why?" Arfan then squatted near the man who looked his age.

"You still have a grudge against me?" He pulled the collar of his shirt that was already soaked with sweat and water that guards splashed at him.

"Why isn't it me you're dealing with? Why child?" Then throw it back on the floor.

"I asked again." Then Arfan got up, along with the guards who returned the prisoners bound in their seats back to their original positions.

"Who hit my son?" Arfan slowed down his voice, but it instead presented a truly gripping atmosphere. 

Galang could even feel the intense anger within.

"Not to confess?" The man walked around them, then stopped behind the three frightened-looking men.

Then he hooked an arm to one of them and pressed his neck as hard as he could.

"Then who beat him up that night?" Arfan half-whispered and directed the man's gaze to Galang.

"Say!"

"Stop Arfan, you're gonna kill him." Satria tried to stop him.

"Stop." The man approached Arfan and patted his son-in-law on the shoulder.

"Already, stop!"

Arfan finally stopped his actions.

"Come, just confess. There will be no point in it for you to remain silent. No one will come out safely from this place except by telling the truth." Satria open the sound.

"And if you're being honest, at least we'll leave it to the police on charges of planning a murder. Or it could be conditioned to tell who hit Ara. The charges will be appealed to a threat, that's okay. Aren't we very good?" Satria rolled up the arm of his shirt to the extent of the elbow.

Two of them were shocked.

"Rafi, we're just in charge of overseeing the situation and sending out information. Everything Rafi did. Threat and execution he's running." Both at the same time.

Arfan squinted his eyes. Only he was about to come back to hit the man when Galang suddenly lifted his kick in the chest. Making Rafi instantly back up and smash the chair tied to her.

"Well, what did I say?" Satria said, but this time he did not try to stop Galang.

"You're making trouble with the wrong person. You never learn, do you?" He stood near Arfan with both hands folded in his chest.

Galang grabbed the collar of his shirt, then pulled it to get the man up. And indeed his figure was very similar to the man who beat him in the rain the other day. Although wearing a face mask, but Galang will never forget the gesture of his body. Not to mention they had indeed met before when with Clarra. 

"I don't know you, and you don't. But you dared to harass me just because I was defending someone's interests. Plus what you did to hurt others.” It sounded growling.,

“What's in your head? Isn't Clarra your son? why are you treating her like this? Then you hurt Ara, she doesn't even understand what's going on. ”

Rafi's still tight-lipped.

“You know, actually Larra has been petting you in such a way that you did a lot for her. He used you just like he wanted to do with Clarra. Have you not noticed it?” Satria then advanced.

“We are no longer young, and what you did embarrassed me as a grown man. So easily did Larra's words and desires affect you that you did something like this. Even to a child who knows nothing."

Galang looked at him with a completely angry look. And he immediately threw a punch at the middle-aged man's face in a row.

"Stop Galang, he could die. Your strength is not worth a man of his age." Satria stopped him immediately.

He stopped what he was doing. He intended to retreat away but the anger still controlled his heart and mind.

Andra almost stopped him but Satria held back in a gesture.

"You really picked the wrong opponent." The ferret came back closer and looked at them one by one before finally completely retreating away.

"Turn them, and immediately hand them over to the police. Make sure they get the appropriate punishment. And let there be no possibility of being free before his time. Or I will give the punishment myself." said Satria to the guard, who then signaled to three men nearby to come out.

"What about Larra?" Satria asked the guard.

"He's in the room next to sir."

"really? I thought he was handed over to the police?"

The guard did not answer, but he only glanced at Andra.

"You want to see him first? Maybe to say goodbye or something?" Satria turned to Galang and Arfan.

No one answered, but they both stopped at the door of the other room.

There was a female scream that indicated something was going on inside.

"What are they doing to him?" Satria asked.

"Just a little punishment sir."

"What punishment?"

The guard almost opened his mouth to answer.

"Ah, may he be crazy. I can't imagine how small the punishment would be until he roared like that." Satria.

"You want to go in and see what punishment they've given him?" he asked Arfan and Galang.

"Later I'm more emotional sir." His daughter-in-law answered.

"Groof?"

The man in question shook his head.

"All right, but don't regret it? Because after this he'll be handed over to the police station and you guys I won't allow to do anything to him." Then the owner of Nikolai Group continued his steps, followed by the three men.

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They returned to the hospital almost late in the afternoon. And found another strain when he heard the roar from Amara's nursery.

"Ara sober?" Arfan ran towards where Dygta and Mytha were.

"Just now." Dygta.

Without waiting for long, the man immediately barged into the room.

Two nurses and a doctor were trying to calm her down. But Amara's roar grew louder.

Arfa immediately approached and she grabbed her daughter's left hand which was not injured.

"Ampuuun!! Sick Papa!" Shouted the girl in tears.

"Calm down, they'll treat you." 

"I'm going home, I don't want to be here."

"Yes, if you're healed?"

"Ampuunn! It hurts!" Amara continued to roar.

"Nus …"

"We'll give dope and painkillers again sir. It would definitely be excruciating for a few days, so Ara needed it the most." Doctor explained.

"Give it, just give it. Do what it takes to get better."

"But maybe Ara won't come to her senses again after this."

"Is that dangerous?"

"No, it's just a drug effect. But this is what he needs for a while. Because otherwise this kind of thing would just keep repeating itself every day."

"Well, just do it. You know better than us, don't you? Just do it doctor."

"Good." Then the doctor approached, although Amara continued to roar and refused to be approached, but the procedure had to be done to calm her down.

The longer his voice sounded more heartbreaking, even though the doctor had injected him with drugs, but Amara still kept screaming for a while. And Arfan did not move at all from his side.

She stayed there, held her hand, and tried to make her feel good despite the fact that Amara still felt so much pain.

While the people were just waiting and staring at that scene with heart aches. Especially Galang who stood by the door, did not dare to approach for fear of rejection.

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