Psychopathic Clown Terror

6. Flashback to the past

"There's one I haven't checked,"

"What boss?"

"Warehouse."

Degg

"Wine... Wake Zhar, they're here!" Fian looks riled up after approaching Alzhar and Kinanti who are scared.

"Where is this?" Ask Kinanti no less afraid. Cold sweat began to wet her ayu face.

Alzhar seemed to think even in a really stressful situation.

Brakkkk

The door opened because of Anto's forced break. Then enter the clown by sniffing around him. Her netra looked sharp watching the entire corner of the room.

"Check!"

"Ready boss."

They both looked at every corner of the room. Even to get rid of every sheet of white cloth used to cover the chair and items that are not used.

"There's no boss." Said Anto while circulating his gaze.

"I'm sure they're here. The proof, this long chair can shift here. What a fool they are!" His his hiss while staring cynically.

Yes, indeed the long chair was located near the door of the warehouse. But now moved because of Alzhar.

"Boss is too. But the thing is I didn't find them boss." Anto.

"Don't give up, I was once fooled by a snot boy!"

"Continue searching!"

After a long time they browse through every room, even to remote places like their bathroom check. But the result was nothing, they found nothing. Finally, they return to the room where the clown remembers Kinanti.

"Now man? I've already seen Yan!" Alzhar asked as she held back every sweat that had soaked her body while continuing to hold onto the protruding square wall.

Yes, they covered the edge of the wall through a worn-out window to avoid being monitored by the two men. The slippery moss and the creeping foliage are enough to make them feel distress. Moreover, the wall is really old. The cold of the night wind continued to hit them, especially Kinanti who already looked really cold and her body condition dropped.

"Mr? Not dad papa?" Alzhar asked who saw the woman beside her several times exhaling violently.

"M-make no papa. How is it safe? Ma'am can't stand Zhar, it's cold." He said while shivering.

"So much mbak." Fian kept a close eye on the surroundings to make sure everything was completely safe.

"Parent... Safe. Go up again, Zhar, ma'am." Fian said while convincing the two.

Then they went up again with difficulty to the window they had used to go down. Alzhar and Fian were so painstakingly helping Kinanti to keep her by trying not to touch the girl's body.

"Come Zhar!" Fian thrust his hand at Alzhar to become the handle.

Finally, now they have arrived back in the storage room of used goods or warehouses. Alzhar squinted her eyes when she saw the chair that she had moved now slightly changed position.

"Why Zhar?" Ask Fian.

"Gue was sure, those people already knew our whereabouts." Lirih Alzhar that makes Kinanti even more jolted.

"Zhar you don't want to, I've only just remembered a little." Alzhar did not heed his friend's questions. Instead of just staring blankly at the chair.

They now have to spend the night in gripping conditions. They sat in the corner of the room with a shield only a chair that helped them to cover their respective bodies. Kinanti sat between Alzhar and Fian, but there was still some distance between them. Actually, they could have gone out through the window, but maybe they would have lost their lives because if they had fallen, they would have been just above the ravine that was blocked with thorns. Plus the darkness of the night that does not allow them to do something reckless.

"Gp ... Hp lu Yan!"

Fian immediately reached into the phone from the pocket of his jeans, then was about to press the power button but the screen never blinked, only dark visible.

"Damn it! Hp I'm dead Zhar!" Fian shuffled his hair in frustration. So too with Alzhar. Both now have to re-play the brain, before, after they recorded the incident, they will send it to the authorities. But the reality now runs counter to hope.

"What do you think you have next plans?" Reveal Kinanti in a soft tone. Fian and Alzhar stared at each other alternately, because they had no further planning. His brain is still in the program with the gripping incident they just passed earlier.

"We don't know yet. But we're going to try to get her back to her village." Said Fian and replied to a nod by Alzhar. Kinanti could breathe a little sigh of relief, at least now there was someone accompanying her in bitterness. When the two men beside her had not come, perhaps now Kinanti had become a dinner meal for someone in her past.

"Mr? Excuse me. Not that I intend to open up my privacy. But how does the story relate to that person?" Ask Alzhar. Kinanti sighed for a moment, then exhaled slowly.

***

Flashbacks

"Sorry sir, ma'am, my arrival here, I would like to express my intention to propose to Kinanti, a woman who has perched on this throne of the heart." Sayu with steady. He was confident that his proposal would be accepted, given the sacrifices he had made for his women.

"God! You are self-conscious dong! People like you want to bed my son, thank you what my son will eat when Kinanti married you huh!!!" Unexpectedly, the response given by Mother Kinanti was so heartbreaking Bayu. He did not expect, that his future father-in-law was so eager to humble himself arrogantly. Indeed, Bayu is now considered a young man who is still unemployed. He lived with his grandparents, but sometimes with his uncle. His life has been surrounded by hardship since his parents disappeared leaving his responsibilities as a father and mother.

"Mom! Don't be like that. I'm sure Mas Bayu will always be in charge later." Kinanti. Bayu just smiled blandly seeing his future wife at least appreciate him.

"God, you are waiting! Love is not enough for marriage! Would you like to be given love later on my son?" Kinanti's mother kept throwing hurtful sentences at Bayu.

"Have Buk, just listen." His father Kinanti was trying to commemorate his wife. But because the character of his wife is classified as very hard so he remains firm in his stance to reject Bayu's proposal.

"What the hell sir! This is also you following along! Kinanti if you still do not want to be told the child of disobedience, leave the poor man. And marry Umar." Umar was the young man of the village next door whom he had set out to match him with Kinanti. But Kinanti could not leave Bayu with the million memories he had shared. Now Kinanti can only be bowed while sobbing. No longer able to speak. Guilt was veiled into the recesses of his heart.

"Go there you! And never see my son again! Understand!!!" With reddened eyes, Bayu moved to leave the house. But being held back by Kinanti with teary eyes.

"Mass? Went where? Why did you give up? Is it just up to here your fight?" Kinanti said while sobbing.

"You don't worry, if we are a match, one day we will be reunited" Bayu replied calmly. Then he turned around leaving Kinanti. When his steps stopped, he could no longer endure the pain in his heart when he got such a heart-piercing insult.

"Sanaa!!!" Kinanti's mother pushed Bayu's body roughly out.

"Lho buk's? What's the matter?" Ask a group of mothers who happened to pass in front of Kinanti's house.

"It's buk, this poor young man wants to bed my son, the Kinanti! Not aware of himself!" Kinanti's mother deliberately exposed the event with arrogance. Teeth were heard from Bayu's mouth, his hands clenched tightly, yet he tried to remain calm.

"Hey! If you want to treat the child, the person is self-conscious dong!" Said the mothers who were carrying the baby.

"Yes!"

"Bas on a poor man!"

Talk after gossip came out of their mouths.

"Enough! It's enough you guys lower my pride! Does it look valuable to someone? NAY! treasure is just decoration. Only people like you have abused it!" Eventually Bayu pulled out all his junk. But only the laughter of all these mothers.

"And listen! Don't blame me if one day your family is threatened! Especially your children!!!" This time Bayu really threatened everyone. Then he immediately left everything that left Kinanti who was crying bitterly.

***

Fian and Alzhar only nodded in understanding after hearing all the flashbacks of Kinanti's miserable past. So did Kinanti, I don't know, her feelings were so upset, as if she was back in time.