Perfect Son-in-law

Half Finished Execution

BRUKKKK!!

Two men fell under the feet of the Ocean sitting casually on a chair, with both hands tied behind their backs. Their faces were full of bruises and blood around their faces - they were genuine bonyoks.

“So you guys did it?” ask Samudra's.

The two people looked at each other tightly, then ducked silently.

From facial conditions, they come from the black race. Whether it's Ambon or Papua. A cruel face with thick eyebrows.

But it remains like a gibberish in the presence of the current Ocean.

“Who told you?” Samudra's question tone still sounded flat.

The two black men remained silent. There is a fear of two different themes. Afraid by the Ocean's punishment, and scared [possibly] by their bosses who told them to.

There were at least five people from the Black Pen standing guard there surrounding. Sealing hands with a haughty face. They did not interfere in this session. Because their task is only to catch and bring, the rest, the Ocean that will take a stand.

Near the Ocean, David sat casually with a box of strobery milk in his hand. “Mixed, Sam!” ask him to smile at the devil. The sound of her milk straws sounded horror in the ears of the two people under the feet of the Ocean. “Automination!” continue to become.

“Two asks who told you?!” resetting the Ocean pressing. His eyes were like an eagle staring at a deer.

“BACOD, DOGG!” insistence yells. The two people were immediately aghast and frightened. “Or you guys want a kuliki cave?” The sound of the ocean returned slowly.

“Leather, Sam! Mutilations all!” David provoked again.

The ocean does not melt. His eyeballs seemed to be coming out so much anger had gone up to the crown. “Still not wanting to bacot?”

THE PLAQUE! THE PLAQUE!

Loud slaps landed on the cheeks of each of his captives later.

They groan. Between pain and heat mixed into one.

“More, Sam!” david was like getting a fun shot. Supported by the Black Pen who also gave cheer.

“Pinjem your match, Dav.” The ocean hands David.

A silver zippo match was given by David. “Need cave grabin gasoline?” add the man to the fun.

“Burn, burn!” Black Pen cheering glee.

THE TRACK!

A match lit up in the hand of the Ocean, then brought close to the face of one of the black men under his already trembling feet.

“Jan-don't!” He's ketar-ketir.

Ocean grinning. “Do not what?” tanyakanya. “Don't take responsibility?!”

THE TREKK!

“Aarrrgghhh!!” The screams were shrill worshiping the sky.

Following the boisterous laughter of David and the Black Pen. “Hahaha!”

“Where? ... Tasty shaved mustache pack fire?” samudra asked as he lifted the face of the person he had just worked for. The skin under the person's nose blackened the charred, one level above the black of his skin.

The one friend next to him started shaking.

“Eh, she pees, Sam!” David pointed at his pants, then cracked up.

“Hahaha! Ampe teasing-pee her!” exclaim one of the Black Pen. “Eatya bacod lu! What's hard.”

PAUSE!

This time the Ocean kicked him hard to the back. Following the next kick, then the black man ....

“Ampun! Aye, aye! I'll say, don't torture me again!” The friend who had been burned by his mustache by the Ocean stared at him with a sack, as if disapproving of the verdict.

The ocean turned to the man then kicked him as well.

BAGBIGBUG!

The punch of the Ocean on their faces followed after the fidelity.

“IYA! WE WILL SAY!”

The ocean pulled fast its feet that were about to float again. “Bacot cepet!”

“But I beg one request on you, Mr.” The one whose mustache is scorching.

The ocean squeaked eyes. Black Pen look at each other.

“Uda sampurna advertising model,” said David chuckled amusedly. “Lu mistaken for genie, Sam.”

The ocean looked at him without laughter. He recalled how Glorien had almost died of suffocation from the poison smoke bomb that the two people had thrown. He was angry, but still had to listen to what he wanted. “Ask what you?” tanyanya then gave face.

For a moment the man was silent. There was a drop of tears falling down from his eyes that were already incomprehensible. “Please pick up my daughter at Mega Dormitory. He threatened to be paused if I open my mouth at you.”

He had already ascertained the fate, the Ocean would definitely finish him off, or at the very least throw them into prison. His daughter will automatically be alone. “Please. My daughter no longer has her mother.”

The ocean was heart-tapped by that request.

“Kalo gitu cepet say! Who told you?!”

“Laura! Laura Jung told us!” The phrase was actually thrown quickly by another friend.

Surprise Ocean like a tonjokan. “Mother Laura,” her hisses.

Black Pen looked at each other again.

David looked in disbelief. “You didn't do it, right?” tanyakanya.

“We're not lying, sir!" That guy made sure he meant it.

Ocean blown.“It turns out that the suspicion of the cave is real,” his heart said. “The old woman was not right from the beginning.”

He then turned to look at the two people in front of him, then fell on the black who was waiting. “Pick up your child from the dorm and you go as far as possible. Throw away cell phones and anything else Laura's men can track.”

The two people stared at the ocean. “Master won't punish us?”

Ocean stand. His gaze seemed flat unreadable. He answered not according to their question. “Cave boys will follow you until completely unplug. But if you take a turn back and forth with Laura, the cave that will replace Laura crushes your family to the roots!” Then waltzed out of there without looking back.

****

Samudra chose to drive himself after getting out of the execution site in the basement of Villa Kelapa.

On the streets he was stupefied. Recalling the word 'my daughter', she overshadowed Miana's face. Darius loved his daughter so much, even with her. No exception to the criminal, no matter how big his daughter, but he knows .. All fathers will be equally anxious about their child even almost every second, even though he is a criminal.

Shifting from that theme, Samudra contacted Glorien.

“Masakin something delicious from your hands. In two hours, I'll be at the garage house!” The phone slammed into the next seat, then stuck gas, drove the car as fast as a turbo.

Bandung - Jakarta is indeed far away, but Samudra really proves his words. In two hours, he had already reached the courtyard of the workshop that looked deserted.

The car keys were pulled in his grasp, he entered with wide strides into the building.

The delicious aroma instantly burst into smell as he traced the inner area. The smiling ocean saw several dishes containing various types of cuisine on the table that he passed. His head was speeding around looking for Glorien.

One room sounded noisy. He stepped slowly towards where the voice came from.

There looks Glorien who looks busy in front of the sink washing used cooking furniture. Back the lips of the Ocean were pulled to the side forming a smile. Glorien's look with his hair smashed just about any look caught his attention.

Glorien who was unaware of the man's presence was immediately aghast and turned his head, then rounded his eyes.

His lips collided with the lips of the Ocean who was currently embracing him from behind.

“Maygat!”