Perfect Son-in-law

Congratulating

With limp legs, one man lays down another man who appears unconscious near a woman who sits weakly under a tree.

The fire is still burning from an old building that was destroyed by a bomb device. It is quite a distance to be able to breathe a sigh of relief because their lives were not destroyed by burning the red boy.

They are Samudra, Glorien, and one man aged Toddy's men who had told Samudra which cable is right to cut.

The thin cable that Ocean cut did manage to stop the time running in the bomb section, but it was only for a few moments.

Just when the bomb managed to escape Glorien's body, that time moved back at more speed than before.

They were shocked half dead and then they were drunk.

The remaining three minutes as quickly as possible were used to get out by Samudra, Glorien and the man mentioned earlier.

Broken legs make the man difficult to walk, one friend even forced him to leave and the fate must have melted in a moment.

Just reaching the end of the courtyard, the old building completely exploded, spitting out huge flames to engulf all the parts that were already extremely fragile. Light color is supported by a dark atmosphere because the day has not yet arrived in the morning, it looks like a flutter of cloth.

Scattered debris was blown away by the explosion. And that part got to where Gorien was moving. The ocean, aware of the danger, swiftly put up a body, replacing itself as a victim. At the moment, the man is not okay.

Unfortunately the car keys went missing somewhere. There are no vehicles that can be used to get out and away from there. The couple's situation has been deadlocked. The ocean was even touched ill-fated, losing its consciousness. His phone crashed while struggling with Toddy's people, no signal connected to the outside.

But there is still goodness from the jungle. The limp man who was at first an enemy, moved and ready to help, did not go alone. With the rest of his strength and limping legs, he brought the Ocean to get away from the source of the calamity aided by Glorien.

Some trees stand upright, used as a stop. It was far from the fire.

"Samudra, wake up Sam. I beg you to be aware." Glorien continued to cry as the Ocean was laid on its annuals. "Lord," he lamented in despair. The ocean is not moving at all. Quite sorry why the Ocean had to save him. Though he was willing if he had to lie even dead once, as long as the man remained fine and strong as usual.

"Samudra I beg you to wake up" he said. His feelings are getting less and less anxious. Tears will not subside. While the air heading into the morning was getting colder and there was nothing that could be used to at least dispel those feelings.

A crippled man known as Rocky is now helpless. Leaning back on a fairly large root, he closed his eyes. The pain in his broken leg was excruciating. Even though it was the work of the Ocean, he had no grudge.

Waiting for the light, that was all they could do.

May luck say hello tomorrow.

No longer peeking, the sunlight shot out mightily.

The rolling time is probably at number eight this morning.

Glorien was the first to open his eyes. The first to be found was a pale face with blood drying around the temples of Samudra.

He was aghast and got up quickly given the extremely unfavorable situation from all sides.

The cheeks of the Ocean are back. That pale face was so heart-torturing. "Samudra, wake up, Sam." Anxiety is brewing again. The ocean didn't wake up either. Her eyelids like tightness refused to open. "Samudra please don't believe me." He held her tightly to the head of the Ocean in front of his chest. "I'm scared." But not response either.

Hearing Glorien's cry, Rocky awakens. Graping the eyes to adjust the light that is very glare through the eyes. "Miss, is she unconscious yet?" ask him on Glorien.

The woman looked at Rocky and shook her head. The fear of losing further kicked his heart.

Rocky nodded at that. With great difficulty lifted the body to stand. His face grimaced with pain in his left leg. "Miss wait here, I'll go get help."

Glorien nodded quickly without saying, staring at Rocky's painstaking departure dragging a step. May the man succeed in bringing help as he says.

"Well."

The same second a voice snapped Glorien's gaze from Rocky who slowly began to move away to the face in his arms. "Samudra you're aware?" He was surprised, the eyes of the Ocean were thin, the man was conscious after fainting for hours.

"Yes" replied the man.

"Yes, God ... finally!" happy exclamation Glorien. Then the head of the Ocean was brought back and kissed it as deep as the heart. "I'm scared, Sam. I'm afraid you won't wake up again."

Even with a face as pale as a mocca, Samudra put on a smile to respond to that sentence. "I'm willing not to wake up if you hug me and continue to be rich gini."

Glorien's response was no joke reply. He didn't want to snort, let alone get angry. Dibelanya Samudra cheeks while staring into his eyeballs. "I want to keep hugging you, as long as you keep living for me and our children."

It sounded sweet, the Ocean smiled again. "I want to live, but this is why we're going to a hotel."