Papa To Kirana

Chapter 50 Shot

I opened Karina's notebook whose paper had started to turn yellow. My finger touched the handwriting I knew was written directly by my old friend.

 

July 5th,

The first time Harsa slapped me was because I knew the real purpose of her marrying me.

And I was held in my room. My husband doesn't care about the condition of the baby I'm carrying.

 

At the same time the earpiece in my ear rang,

“Balin, Juan, get the hell out of there! I could no longer outwit the attention of the guards. Looks like they've started to suspect.”

“Balin, how is this?” juan asked, worried.

I opened the next page of Karina's diary.

 

July 28th,

I'm thirsty and hungry. But Harsa didn't feed me for two days.

 

“Balin, we have to get out now!” Juan was already at the door. His head turned cautiously towards the stairs. But my hand wants to open the book again and again.

 

August 20th, the,

My hair was pulled, and my stomach was almost kicked by Harsa. Thank goodness this baby is strong. I hope my son is okay. I also have to be strong for my son.

 

“Balin!”

I closed Karina's notebook. I'll read it later on out of this hell.

“OK, meet us on the back footpath of Harsa's house,” my command on Alexa.

“Oke.”

Juan and I looked at each other, then nodded. We immediately ran along the silent passage, resulting in a loud thud, and descended the wooden stairs quickly. I stepped two stairs at once.

However, as soon as we were in the second floor corridor, the guards had already run up to us on the branching stairs.

“Mr Leo, there's the intruder!”

“Catch them!”

Not thinking long, I pulled Juan's arm docked to the big window I used to see Alexa.

We both jumped out of that window. Juan benefited from his stocky body. He landed perfectly on the grass. It was different from me falling down and I felt my tailbone hit the rock.

“Ayo, fast! To the back garden!” juan ran ahead of me.

I tried my hardest to get up and run. We ran across the back garden. However, I suddenly stumbled on something until I fell into the grass.

“Fucking tree kar,” umpatku.

I realized Karina's notebook had also fallen when I tripped earlier. My hands moved around the grass, due to the lack of lighting in the back garden, plus the black cover of Karina's book made it difficult for me to search.

And meet.

The book was on the grass four meters away from me. But along with me who found the book, I also saw far away that Leo was standing at the gun.

Dor.

My left shoulder felt pain and throbbing. I glanced and pressed my shoulders with one hand. It turned out to be true, one bullet went through the shoulder. The blood was soiling my clothes and my hands.

“Balin,” cried Juan who realized I had fallen far away from him.

Juan immediately turned around and dragged my body.

“The book. The book fell down,” I said rebelliously wanting to pick up the notebook lying among the grass.

“Hyour life is more important. Come on,” Juan keeps dragging my body.

The house guards were chasing us both. I don't want to let go of the book left behind and found by Leo.

The man leaned over to pick up Karina's notebook. Flip it. And I saw him laughing with satisfaction.

“Pursue them!”

Juan and I ran as fast as possible with the rest of the energy. The moment we managed to reach the iron doorway my injured shoulder was gripped by a rough hand.

At that very moment I kicked the hose**with the housekeeper who immediately bowed in pain. Then I turned my shoulders, and I slipped.

Juan also threw a fist at the other burly man, lying on the ground.

The light was coming from a car's headlight, with Alexa already waiting in the driver's seat.

“Come, quick ride!”

 

***

 

In a room filled with expensive furniture, Harsa sat on her beautiful chair with both hands clenched her ears. She could not bear to hear the cry of the baby that for two days had become her lullaby.

Harsa shouted until her voice echoed to all corners of the room.

“DIAM! You're as whiny as your mother,” scorn Harsa.

Harsa stared fixedly at Kirana who was as fond as she could. A smile develops on his lips.

“I have to end my nightmare immediately. How good would I kill you in what way?” mumbled Harsa seemed to think.

Both of Harsa's hands are folded in front of the chest, in a relaxed style, he speaks for himself, “I kill with poison, knife, gun or just strangled.”

He had not found a good idea yet, a sophisticated flat object near his chair, ringing. Signifies that there is one incoming call.

“Halo,” says Harsa so pick up the phone.

“Master, there are two intruders into the mansion,” Leo reports to his master.

Harsa cursed irritatedly and suddenly stood up straight.

“How can? Who are they?”

“Alexa tried to outwit the house guards, and the two intruders broke into the upper room. One of the intruders shouted to call ‘Balin',” Leo said.

Harsa laughs.

“Alexa and Balin,” murmur Harsa.

“Iya, Sir. But we don't know who else is with them. They managed to escape through the iron door on the back fence of the house.”

“What are they looking for?”

“They took Mrs Karina's notebook containing the torture she got from you, Mr.”

“Burn the book soon! Then you came here.”

“Good, Mr.”

Tut's.

Calls closed. Harsa's cold eyes glanced at the figure of Kirana who had stopped crying but still looked frightened.

Harsa leaned her body to align her gaze with Kirana's. Then laugh evilly.

“I have an idea. It would be exciting if I killed you in front of Papa Balin, wouldn't it?”

The grin on Harsa's lips developed into a cold and cruel laughter.

 

***

 

“I think they are not chasing us anymore,” said Juan who has since glanced at the rearview mirror of the car.

Alexa who was driving at high speed, glanced anxiously at me who was sitting in the back seat.

I grimaced in pain as I opened my jacket and shirt. Blood was still pouring from my shoulder, so I used a t-shirt to bandage the wound for a while.

“We need to go to the hospital,” Alexa said which adds to the speed of the vehicle.

“No. Let's just take Juan home. I don't want him to get involved any further. I fear the fate of Juan as much as Dodi,” I said with a gasping breath.

Juan glanced at me and Alexa alternately.

“It is precisely I who worry about your fate later. Alexa must have been caught outwitting the house guards, and I just let go yelling your name, Balin. So they must have known the intruder was you.”

“No problem. Take Juan home now!”

With a sigh Alexa turned the car and for fifteen minutes speeding on the street, the car stopped at the grocery store where Juan worked.

Juan lived in a small rented house behind the grocery store. He got out of the car and I made sure he got inside his house safely.

“Now where are we going?”