Revenge Wedding

Andrew's Raids (2)

Arga advances step by step making Andrew and his mother alert at death level. They know Arga is reckless, he can do anything in a state of anger.

"You can't just arrest us without proof!" lusi said trembling, he took cover behind Andrew's back.

"What's evidence?" Arga laughed cynically.

Arga reached the front of the dining table while Andre and his mother were already standing at the door between the dining room and the kitchen.

Arga took the glass filled with water from the table and threw it on the floor with a loud bang, making everyone stunned for a moment.

PRANG, broken glass splattered where where.

"WICKHEAD! you've made a lot of mistakes still dare to ask for evidence? you're not Ndrew's man! you're more pantes called demons!"

Anger peaked in his eyes. Andrew saw the flames of great vengeance there, he realized it seemed like today would indeed be his last day to enjoy the free air.

Andrew glanced around, although his position was already impossible to escape, but Andrew was still willing to try at the last second.

When he reached the kitchen, his eyes accidentally saw a knife lying near the plate shelf, Andrew's hand immediately moved there, in a very quick motion he took the knife and swapped his position and his mother.

All were wide open when in the next second, Andrew put the knife on the neck of his mother Lusi. Arga looked at him fixedly and then before long a smile stuck out on his lips.

"Crazy! what other drama is this?" ask Arga.

"Don't go! if you guys go forward, I'm.."

"What gue?" sidelines Arga looked at Andre without interest, both of his eyebrows raised with a defiant smile waiting for an answer.

Andrew's hand trembled violently but he kept trying to survive for the sake of saving himself, the last hope was only to sacrifice his mother, there was no other way! tega can't keep having to do if he wants to get out of Arg's grip this time.

He will take the worst risk, even if there is a side of him who hesitates to do this.

"Andrew! what the hell are you again? selanin momah's! it's not funny at all ndrew!" Susi revolted, she thought Andrew was just making a strategy to escape.

But the knife was getting closer and now with no distance stuck to his neck, coming into contact with his skin that was beginning to wrinkle, grin.

"Sorry ndrew mah.." Andrew whispered in a stifled voice, closing his mouth to the ear of the one who had given birth to him, there was sadness as he uttered it.

"Andrew! what are you doing? don't be crazy! it's mama ndrew! it's mama!!" Lusi was stunned until his mouth and eyes opened wide.

He looked at Andrew. Now it is not fear that dominates her but unbelief, disbelief if the person she has raised will be able to sacrifice herself only for her own sake.

"What are you doing ndrew..?" Lusi repeated his question, again wanting to be sure, wanting to convince himself that Andrew would not be that hard on him, hoping that Andrew would answer, 'mah, this is just a strategy..'

But quietly, Andrew made things clear.

Luci sobbed, sore, sick and devastated.

"Lo is disgusting ndrew!" said Arga.

Arga raised his hand, instructing everyone to hold back, staying in place.

Andrew stared wildly as he continued to retreat and drag his mother's helpless body.

Lusi had looked resigned, there was no resistance at all, his heart was too sick to accept the fact of being betrayed by his own fruit.

"Please him! you don't intend to finish off your own mother, do you?" arga's question is highly debatable.

Andrew's mouth folded, in fact he was forced to hurt if there was no other way.

"Please him!" Arga repeated his sentence, this time his voice softened, he did not want to provoke Andrew's madness any worse.

"Will not! you think I'm stupid huh? throw all your weapons on the floor, NOW! if this knife were to slit his neck." Andrew pressed his knife deeper, making Lusi grimace instantly.

But she obeyed Andrew's request, and Arga flicked her index finger down, gesturing the guards and police to place their guns on the floor.

Looking at the troubled Andrew, his red eyes showing a strong ambition to run from there, Arga knew the young man had lost his mind, he could hurt his own mother Luci.

"CEPET THROW AWAY YOUR WEAPONS!" Andrew shouted madly, his eyes staring wildly in all directions, high level alert.

He tried to walk to the corner of the room, his left hand trying to reach out to the kitchen door while his other hand continued to drag his mother's body back.

Arga stood in his place, one of his hands slipping behind his back, just as Andrew was trying to turn to open the back kitchen door handle, Arga pulled out a gun tucked in his waist, and as fast as lightning pulled the trigger and pointed it at Andre's arm.

DOR DOR

The knife in Andrew's right hand came off instantly, the bullet hit his armpit.

Andrew groaned loudly while holding the gunshot wound that Arga had just gifted in his armpit.

Arga moved quickly pulled Lusi's body from Andrew's side, he was anxious to see Lusi who was even silently staring at the seepage of blood that immediately flowed wet Andrew's shirt.

"ANDREWS!!" kontan Lusi cried hysterically seeing his son in pain, as bad as Andrew, his instincts as a mother are indisputable, he still felt sad to see the fall of Andrew.

Lusi tries to get to Andrew again but Arga's hand holds him back.

"Don't take her again, you could get hurt!" threatening Arga is angry.

Lusi gaped at Arga, agape because he saw the look of anxiety in the eyes of his stepson when forbidding him to approach Andrew earlier.

Andrew staggered, collapsing to the floor in a sitting position.

The police and his guards moved closer, but Andrew had not given up, and he grabbed the knife that had been thrown from his hand as fast as lightning before the guards and police arrived, he tried to stand up and pointed the knife at Arga's body.

But just before the knife managed to injure Arga, Lusi moved against him, making himself a shield and standing in front of Arga.

JLEB

They all stared for a moment, all stunned to witness the fateful event, a second later the pupils of Lusi's eyes widened as he felt the sharp object lacerating his stomach,

Andrew looked up, they looked at each other. Andrew saw the eyes of his mother's deep sorrow. Lusi did not say anything, but the look in his eyes seemed to have pierced him deep into the bottomless pit, throwing him into the valley of the abyss of regret, dark and desolate.

Lusi's body slowly fell, Arga immediately caught the body that was about to topple backward, supporting him so as not to fall to hit the floor.

Before long Lusi's body twitched violently, Andrew looked at his own hands with eyes of disbelief, he could go crazy, crazy with all this! why did his mother even stop him from eliminating Arga.

The police moved, twisted Andrew's hand and locked him behind his back. No more resistance there is only sobs that increasingly jarring long filled the entire house.

Andrew was sitting right next to his mother's body, which was beginning to seem difficult to breathe.

"Well..why...why did your mom protect her?!" Andrew hysterically points at Arga with his face, not expecting his mother to protect his own enemy, feeling betrayed.

But in spite of all that, now there was something in him that made his heart goose, Andrew stared at the knife that was still firmly stuck in his mother's stomach with a pushy look and sobs that sounded bitter.

"Andrew's.." Luci stuttered, he started to look difficult to talk. His hand held onto Arga, enduring the excruciating pain in his stomach, the pain felt began to radiate to all parts of his body.

Arga could feel the hand begin to lose temperature, cool and sweat.

Isak Andrew became more and more when he saw his mother's body getting twitched.

"Mamah.pardon you for doing this, forgive mama Arga. apologize mamah for your father.." Lusi took pains to finish his sentence.

His eyeballs instantly narrowed, dimmed and closed perfectly, his hand grasping Arga instantly squeezed and fell freely onto the floor.

"NOOO!!! MAH.. MOMMY!!!" Andrew shouted madly and madly to call his mother, but the woman was stiff, not moving anymore.