
"Are you stupid, or innocent?" ask Asfa with a scathing satire.
Varo could only shake his head with footsteps approaching the younger brother who was standing staring at the building before his eyes. The fall of the thugs, makes one obstacle removed. Now is the time to meet the second obstacle. What the rebels are prepared for.
"Ka, the front lane must have been activated all the devices. We can only go over the upper lane. Is brother ready?" ask Asfa by explaining the current situation.
Varo thought for a moment. Upper lane? It means not to stand on the ground. So how do I get into the base? The silence of the older brother, made Asfa realize something. Without explaining, the woman walked towards the right side of the headquarters. Where the three-meter-high wall was in front of him. Meanwhile around the headquarters also stood shady trees with lush foliage.
"Queen, don't tell me." Varo tried to digest what his sister was going to do, until her words stopped.
The woman has now climbed one of the seven-meter trees. Really do all of that without thinking. The excitement is clearly still there. Seeing that, Varo also followed up climbing the same tree. Every movement is always taken into account, until both stop at two adjacent tree branches.
Asfa's finger cue, making Varo nod. When the fingers start counting three, two, one. The two simultaneously jumped onto the roof of the wall together with a smooth landing.
"Ka, direction three. Come in through the sunflower path!" asfa said with firm footsteps, then jumped down, while Varo chose to run small on the wall before finally jumping on the balcony with a wall of sunflower symbols.
Both separated. Varo attacked with the path requested by his sister. While Asfa had to be surrounded by some thugs as soon as his footsteps stepped on the dusty ground. The perfect devil smile. The aura of intimidation was increasingly felt with his hands ready for battle.
"Forward!" asfa waved his right hand, making the thugs look at each other and nod their heads.
The battle is inevitable. The attacks of the five besieging thugs were so quickly exterminated. One thug who attacked the front, swiftly Asfa turned the body turning the blow to his opponent. The thugs instead of touching the queen's body, but it makes his coworkers battered.
Three minutes passed with the results of the five thugs falling lying on the ground, while Asfa rushed into the headquarters. The atmosphere of the building was too quiet and it was not a good thing. There must be something that has happened. Sure enough, when the footsteps stopped. Suddenly the lights were on him. Suddenly he raised both hands to cover the light of the lights that crossed the eyes.
"How are you doing, my dear son-in-law?" ask someone who walks into a room that was once a living room, but has now turned into an empty room.
That voice is so familiar. The light that was still directed at him, made Asfa close his eyes. Then lowered both hands, "I'm fine."
"Well, in times of this bad situation, my son-in-law is still relaxed," said the man with footsteps drawing closer, saying, but there was a squeaky sound accompanying the man's step and it was clear it was coming from an object being pushed.
When footsteps are no longer heard, so is the decision that comes to a stop. Whatever is in front of him. There must be lives threatened.
"Do you not want to see a man who has been a night poet?" asking that voice provoked Asfa's emotions.
His former daughter-in-law's answer was like a heart-wrenching knife. If not for the girl's father, surely the life of a Mahendra perfectly enjoys the paradise of the world. Unfortunately, everything falls apart because the person he loves loves loves a man named Luxifer.
Every time I see the face of the Luxifer family. His blood was boiling, eager to instantly annihilate every body that had the blood of an enemy. But when the truth of his daughter-in-law is revealed. The intention of revenge in the heart turned to frustration, until he decided to give the toughest punishment by separating loved ones from the descendants of Luxifer.
"Mr Mahendra, I won't ask you anything. So, do you have any questions for me?" ask Asfa by opening her eyelids.
Right after the hunch. In front of him, Mahendra is holding Abhi in a wheelchair with his body tied to a rope and his mouth in duct tape. A scene that should never have happened. But destiny says something else. It all happened, and now it's time to solve the whole problem.
"The business world, the dark world, and the mafia world only mention one name*Queen*. Today I will make, everyone's pride by defeating the descendants of my arch-enemy," Mahendra smiled with satisfaction, even though his plan had not been carried out, but his plan had not been carried out, Abhi who heard the father's words full of vengeance and hatred began to rebel.
Bugh!
Mahendra hit Abhi's neck so hard that his son was knocked unconscious. Asfa who saw tried to restrain himself. Not because he feared death, but there are still lives to be saved. He's seen Abhi, but where is Justin? A family assistant who always supported her. One wrong move, two lives can be lost.
"What do you want?" ask Asfa to the point.
Mahendra pushed Abhi's wheelchair towards the left side, fortunately not hitting the wall. Even though his treatment of the son went beyond the limit. Still, he has the rest of his affection. Whatever the former father-in-law did, Asfa kept silent without comment.
"Injustice happens in front of you, and you just shut up?" mahendra asks making fun of his ex-daughter-in-law.
Asfa raised one eyebrow with a faint smile, "He's your son, should I remind you. Here the villain is YOU, not ME."
"HAHAHAHA, really? You little snot," said Mahendra with a fist preparing to attack Asfa.
Before his heart's intention was delivered. The sound of applause from behind stopped his movement. Footsteps are slowly exposed to the reflection of the light rays, making Asfa close his eyes once again. He wanted to recognize the enemy without having to see his face first.
Bruug!
Something was thrown just like that right in front of Asfa. The smell of blood clearly smelled so sharp. Anyone who was injured was nearby. The pejaman eyes were still reluctant to stop, until a voice echoing in the room explained who the enemy of both.
"That voice...,"