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“Where are you going?” said one of Fajr's men, he pulled the clothes on
use Hermawan.
“Sial” umpatnya in the heart, he quickly turned around to attack his opponent but
unfortunately, his strength and unbalanced posture made him shrink first, especially no one of his men who could protect him this time.
“Where are you going? Solve your problems first!” when the man returned, he was quick
forcibly pull the Hermawan shirt and take it to step to the place that has been prepared. He treated Hermawan very harshly, as when the man had treated the orange before.
“You weak man who can only take refuge behind your men and money, now try to show your strength if faced only with me. Show!”
Hermawan was silent without wrinkles, it feels if you want to fight also free, he prefers
to turn his brain immediately.
“What do you want? You need money, right? I can give you greater than Dawn
give as long as”
“Accuse what?” replied the man quite loudly.
“As long as you release me immediately. I promise you I'll give you a reward
fantastic, more darti it. I would give you a high position in my company. How do you agree?”
The man was silent for a while, as if he was considering what Hermawan had told him.
“Basic eyes duitan” hiss Hermawan in heart and smile obliquely.
“Where? You want to live with luxury, don't you?” again Hermawan made his offer clear.
“Hah, unfortunately I don't need illegal money from you. Money earned from taking
rights over others!”
“Come with me!”
The two are involved in the action of dragging each other, it takes a greater effort indeed to be able to bring Hermawan back into the hotel and bring him to meet with Dawn. Remembering the man's fat and powerless body.
“Wait, what are you doing with my Lord?”
“You didn't see, did you? I'm taking him in! Move!”
“But we first!”
A fight again ensued involving Hermawan following his men and men
Dawns. The two attacked each other with a balanced number of troops. While some of the Hermawan's men are still pouring gasoline in some corners of the hotel. He did not realize that Hermawan was now back inside
sana. All he knew was that Hermawan had come out first.
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“Dahlia let's hurry we have to get out of this place”
“Ma, wait for my feet to feel very painful and very difficult to move”
“Let's run fast, you want to go to jail or die in their hands heh!”
“But Ma, how can. My leg sprained and it hurt so much once”
Dahlia and Bu Lia are still on the second floor. The two return there to hide Gendhis from the reach of Dawn and Orange. Unfortunately, when they step down the stairs. Dahlia's legs sprained, she still wears high heels under these circumstances.
Oranges and Asih are still searching for the whereabouts of Gendhis. The sound of crying baby was not heard anymore, whether what happened whether he was asleep, fainted or was feeling the pain that whack his body. Orang and Asih choose to open one by one the rooms that are there.
All of Hermawan's men who were on the second floor were already helplessly sprawled in the hands of Dawn and his men. They have given up and admitted defeat, even they have all been dribbled by Fajar's men to the first floor to be put in a box car. Let the police act after this.
Still on the second floor. Dawn and Reza descend and search for the whereabouts of Gendhis which is never found. Not only in the room, they even searched for Genphis in the hotel kitchen and the entire room.
“Fire”
“Fire”
“Fire”
The boisterous sound that came from the first floor, everyone scattered to save themselves, including the Hermawan and Dawn men. They had even forgotten if they had been involved in a big fight a while ago. Their reflexes release each other and seek each other's protection. All were flocking to get out of the hotel,
“Hah, fire? What happened?”
find to date?”
Orang-orang crying is so in the middle of the existing heartache.
“You came down the same asih. Let me find our son”
“Mas how can I go down, while my son still has not found his whereabouts.
What if something happens to our daughter”
The two engaged in a debate on the second floor, while on the first floor the fire had already spread
everywhere.
“Honey believe me I'll find Gendhis. Quickly get out of here!” command
Dawn with teary eyes.
“But Mas”
“Don't say much, I have to be quick to find our son”
“Za splits soon, deploy the remaining men on the second floor to comb the room”
“Good Tuan”
Amid the panic and anxiety of Dawn, Reza follows some of the remaining men who are frantically searching for Gendhis. Asih brought her master to descend down, although interspersed with the rebellion in the Jingga.
“Non, please don't complicate Mr. Dawn's work. We gotta get out of here! Believe me, Mr. Dawn will not just let his son. I'm sure he must have been trying for it”
“But my son is still there Asih. How can I calm down? Gendhis has not been found.
He is too small in a position like this”
“Non Orange, believe in a miracle from the Almighty”
Asih did not care about his current position, he chose to drag the orange. Bring the woman to get out of there, before the fire intensifies. In his mind only one, if he was still in there with the Orange, would only add to the work of Dawn and Reza to evaluate it.
“Ma, why is there a fire?”
“Ma, how can we get out if it's like this. My legs hurt a lot for the Ma” movement
“Come on Dahlia, mama don't want to die roasted here”
Ms. Lia began to panic when she found the curtain on the right side where she was standing had burned, even some furniture beside her had also started to be hit by a fire.
“Come Dahlia” he dragged the child who was unable to stand.
“Ah ma this hurts once”
“Quick, come fast!” in a panicked condition, he tried to get out of there dragging the child's hand forcefully.
The flames were getting bigger, Bu Lia was stuck at the back. Apparently the fire
happened in the hotel starting from the storage area that is behind the building.
“Ma wait for me!” cry Dahlia out loud when she realizes that her mom is starting
looks far from his reach.
Sure enough, the woman chose to run away leaving Dahlia in trouble
walk. Bu Lia chose to run quickly on the remnants of the existing road. But unfortunately the jalaur that was taken wrong, the road that thought there was no fire actually burned first. The middle-aged woman was trapped in the hot corridor passageway.
He decided to turn towards Dahlia, but unfortunately his efforts were in vain
the room was surrounded by fire, he was heading his own way of death and left his son.
“Mama”
“Mama” shouted Dahlia amid the puff of smoke, his eyes sore the range of his vision had thinned, he lost track of his mother. Instead of finding a way out, the woman was subdued by her fear of seeing the blaze
a blazing fire.
Outside the hotel, Hermawan was laughing out loud, he was imagining
The following dawn his family was baked in there. True, the man managed to escape and hide behind the bushes not far from the hotel. He went down and ran to save himself with his men and Fajr's men, when there had just been a fire. They quickly dispersed in search of safety.
“Oek..oek..oek.
The sound of crying babies began to be heard again when the fire was already very large.
“Gendhis!”
