Santri Famiglia's

Urged

"Ka–kalian, fight him! We win numbers here. Take up arms, don't be afraid! No need to be respectful to her anymore!"

Despite his own fears, Wongso was pumping everyone. There's no hope anymore. They must rise up and unite if they want to live.

"We are the saviors of our own lives. Take it easy, beat that fucking Jin!" continued.

A curse and swearing filled the room. They took each other's weapons. Despite that, no one was able to subvert the Jin.

Wongso took advantage of the chaos to escape through the back door. He hurriedly locked and clenched the door with trembling hands, then dashed to his knees.

The hallway connects the room with a private residence. It was only ten meters away, but it felt many kilometers away. He crawled because his legs suddenly went limp. Many times, Wongso looked back. Behind the tightly shut door, there was a demon going berserk.

"I have to get out of here. I have to evacuate."

Wongso's voice shook. He forced himself to get up and run despite repeatedly crashing down. The man entered the son's room.

"Din, Aldin, wake up!"

He violently shook the young man's body. Aldin. His eyes twitched, adjusting to the dazzling light. As he remembered, the lights had been turned off before going to bed. He was even more astonished when he found his father calling his name with a frightened face.

"Sir, what's wrong?"

Aldin. His eyes were heavy to open. Aldin wants to go back to sleep, but Wongso prevents.

He urged, "Take the important stuff! We need to get out of this house to save ourselves."

"Save yourself? Save yourself from what?"

"Just do! Don't ask too many questions! Turn off the lights and don't turn them on when you come out!"

Wongso then hurried to wake his wife. He took a bag of money. That's all that matters to him right now.

Wongso's wife looked confused. However, he had no choice but to follow Wongso's drag. Out of the room, they meet Aldin. Their son was holding a cell phone with nothing.

"Are you ready, Din?" ask Wongso restlessly.

"Ready for what?"

Aldin was still relaxed because he did not understand what was going on. All he understood was that the father was acting strangely for no apparent reason. He wants to demand another explanation. Wongso opened his mouth first.

"Just come along! I'll explain it when it's safe."

He dragged them to the main door. When he opened the door slightly, Wongso saw a man standing facing the door. He quickly locked the door.

"Cock not be?"

Aldin raised next to an eyebrow to look at his father. Wongso. His face is getting pale. Darkness

"We can't get through here."

Wongso hurried to take them for a quick walk, towards the kitchen. There was a slight yellowish dim light from the night light that was left to light up. Wongso started to get rid of the crossbar and turned the key. Again, there was a man facing the door.

With trembling hands, he returned the lockdown. The house is surrounded. There is no escape for them. He looked at Aldin.

"Din, there's someone standing guard outside. Can you fight and beat them?"

Wongso's voice was half whispered. That's his only hope.

"Shhh! Keep your voice down! Our house is surrounded by criminals. If we can't escape, we'll be killed. Your friends are trying to hold the others up ahead, but some have already fallen."

"We need to ask for help. You have to tell the members of the society to come here to help us" Aldin suggested.

"It's already night."

"Try it, sir! Maybe there are staying up late and ready to slide," urged Aldin.

He can fight. Even so, fighting many people at once is too risky when done alone. Moreover, Aldin had never faced one-on-one except in a match. He ran to the wall where various sharp weapons were embedded. Aldin took the cleaver just in case.

Wongso Tremor's hand was so severe that he could not type correctly. He switched to using voice mail with a one-word short text message.

The sound of the footprints and the switch that was turned on made Wongso jerk until he dropped the phone. His heart was beating more and more unbecoming.

Wongso's wife collapsed. The woman was left lying around. The sound of the rumbling caused Wongso increasingly panicked. He was looking, looking for a hiding place.

Aldin is on standby next to the connecting door of the living room and kitchen. Both of his hands clasped tightly onto the hilt of the machete. He intends to stab anyone who passes through the door. Cold sweat seeps from the pores.

The noise in the kitchen did not make the move rush. It makes Aldin even more fluttering. He wondered what the criminals were after.

Blood dripped onto the floor. Jin's steps remained calm and relaxed. He examined each room closely, ignoring the contents of the other room, thinking it was just a cat or a mouse.

Everyone in front has been cleared. He's just looking for one last hunt. Wongso won't be able to get out of the house. The man standing guard outside would force Wongso back inside if he tried to get out. Jin had told her not to do anything to Wongso.

Meanwhile in the kitchen, every breath felt heavy for Aldin. Seconds run very slowly as if the night is happy to grip the occupants of the house in fear. He wants the night to pass. That way, these people might leave or some citizens would realize, and then they would be saved.

The middle light is turned on. The bias of the light fell on Aldin's front floor, forming a square. The sound of the steps finally approached and drew closer until a figure of a man appeared. Aldin swings a machete.

However, the attack was deftly repelled. Two metal clanging. The smell of carnation entered Aldin's nose with the arrival of the stalk. The dim light that highlighted the figure's face was enough to make Aldin able to recognize.

"Sister Jin?"

Aldin backwards. He's loosening up the guard. Jin was not the person he should be hostile to. His arrival could be as a helper. So thought Aldin.

"I'm sorry, I thought you robbed that brother" he continued, lowering his weapon.

"Where is Wongso?" ask Jin flatly.

Wongso was hiding in the ketar-ketir. He was not out of thought, it could be that Aldin chatted so casually with Jin.

"Oh, Father. You hid behind that closet."

Aldin pointed at the teak closet in the corner of the room. Wongso cussed on the stupidity of the son. He must come out of hiding. That narrow place will only corner him.

I heard footsteps approaching. With a little bet, Wongso ran fast. He's hiding behind Aldin's back.

"Please, Son!"

Aldin was confused to hear Wongso. Wongso's breath can be felt behind the nape.

"Please from what? We're safe already. Brother Jin is here."

"Go back to sleep, Din! I have a little business with Wongso." Jin smiled.

Wongso gulped. He immediately shouted, "Don't! The devil was—Jin was going to kill Father. Please Mr, Din!"