Sect: A Community of No Expression Masks

Novi caught

Riska's story ended, I honestly got goosebumps hearing it. Screaming not because of that community, but goosebumps because of Novi. I didn't expect Novi to be dangerous too, if it was going on a rampage.

Riska's expression when telling stories is also strange, she is like frightened when telling stories.

Not long after that Achong came carrying a plastic bag, which contained 2 servings of chicken porridge. I accepted it and thanked him, as did Riska.

"Lo don't eat Chong?" my many.

"Gue had eaten there, Dav," replied Achong, pulling a chair, and then he sat opposite me.

"Satria equals Novi already departed huh?" ask Achong.

I nodded my head while preparing the porridge for Riska.

"What about Ris?" ask Achong.

"It's been a lot better Chong," Riska replied with a smile.

Achong told me that when he was interrogated, he said that in the near future the police would attack all the hiding places of the community.

"They didn't say when they were going to attack him, they didn't seem to want to involve us" Achong said.

"It doesn't matter if the police aren't on our side" I said.

"Gue's not sure, we can't win without the help of the police, Dav!" Achong.

"Not all the police are clean, among them there are intruders and we can't just trust the police either" I said.

"What's the plan, Dav?"

"Wait for certainty from Satria, I don't want to be rash again Chong," I replied.

Achong was silent and did not chim in my words anymore, I continued to eat chicken porridge carried by Achong.

"It's delicious, Chong." Cetus Risk.

"His oath, I just eat there until Ris added," said Achong.

"How much is one portion of Chong?" my many.

"It is only eight thousand, if you use satay to ten thousand" replied Achong.

"Different two thousand is the same in Jakarta," I said.

Ccnycong ... Jinggg....

My phone rang, and I saw a call from Satria.

"Hello Sat why?"

There was no sound at all.

"Hello Sat, hear my voice?"

There was the sound of breath breathing.

"Sat ... Sat ... replied Sat!"

"Dav, hell!" Satria answered my call, but her voice seemed far away.

"Why Sat?"

"Novi ... Novi-"

The phone disconnected, and I tried to reach him again. My call is connected, but it hasn't been answered by him. I wondered what really happened to them.

My call went unanswered by him, and I got up and took the paper with the map on Satria's chair.

I highlighted it with my phone flashlight, and showed it to Achong. When Achong saw the map, he noticed it.

"This place is close to here" said Achong.

"Would you like to go there, Dav?" Ask Riska.

I actually wanted to go there, but I didn't want to leave Riska.

"Let me go there" said Achong.

"Lo's sure of Chong?" my many.

"Gue promises to bring them back safely, no matter what," Achong replied.

Ccnycong ... Kriegb ....

My phone rang again, and again Satria called me.

"Hello Sat ...."

"Novi why Sat?" I also interrupted Satria's speech by phone.

"Novi caught!" satria.

"Can't you?"

"Over the story, I hid with Sister Sonya" replied Satria.

"Okay, you hide there ... keep sending locations to Achong!" my firmness.

"No Dav, your position is not safe now .. They are all heading to the hospital, you have to get out of there!" satria.

"How many of them?"

"approximately 30 people" replied Satria.

"Keep what's your plan, Sat?"

"Home stay .. we go back to home stay!"

"Media!" sonya's voice sounded.

"Good idea Dav .. I'm the same Sonya will follow later after knowing the information about Novi." Satria.

"Well, keep contact with Sat!" my answer.

The call was ended by Satria, then I threw my phone to the bed.

"Why you?" ask Riska.

"Novi caught ...."

Riska and Achong were surprised to hear my words, with an upset face Achong got up from his seat and wanted to leave.

"Where's Chong going?" my many.

"Follow them" replied Achong.

"30 people from that community are on their way here, it's us who are not safe!" my word.

"Dav, I'm scared ...." Say Riska in a soft tone.

"What do we need to do?" ask Achong.

"Media, we take refuge in the media!" my answer.

"It just so happens that his friend, my uncle Eddie, works as a journalist" said Achong.

"Quick call that guy Chong, we're in danger!" panicked say.

"I helped you via social media" Riska said.

"Good idea baby, we're exposing their cruelty!" my word.

We started to get busy, Achong was busy contacting his uncle. While Riska and I are raising the topic via social media. The response from my social media is not much to believe, even many think that it is just a joke.

But the response from Riska social media is different, a lot of people want to know the action of the community. Riska's rant on Twitter spread so fast, a lot of people who are not far from here, want to come and help us. While the response from Instagram is also no less interesting, they are waiting for the live promised by Riska when the community acts.

Just for information, if the mask community without expression has been determined by the Indonesian police as criminals and also the most wanted fugitives. So many people are curious about their cruel actions.

Achong had already gotten contact with the journalist, then Achong contacted him and explained what happened. Achong also asked the journalist to gather the press and quickly came here. The journalist agreed Achong's remarks and he will bring more press from members of the community.

The atmosphere was getting hot, the heart could not slow its beat. Honestly, my body was shaking now, not out of fear.

"If I die here, I'm willing to Dav!" Achong.

"Sama Chong, I too." My solute.

"You two why the hell, instead of finding a way, even resigned so!" snapped Risk.

"Either why Ris, suddenly I became pessimistic," said Achong.

I felt the same way, too, with what Achong felt. Suddenly the sense of trust was withered and resigned to the situation. What this is called despair, can not see a glimmer of hope, even if only a shadow.

"I'm sure we can get through this!" firmly Riska.

Hearing Riska's words just now, it makes me more down, and regret. Regret implicating all my friends in this matter. I really didn't think that this problem would get this far.

Achong's phone suddenly rang, and he said it was a call from a journalist he knew. Along with that, a stone the size of an adult's fist hit the glass that had just been changed last night.

I looked towards the window, and was surprised to see people dressed in all black flocking towards the window of this room. Panicked Riska, immediately pressed the emergency button to call the nurse. Then he gave his phone that was already live on Instagram.

I took Riska's cell phone and panned towards the window, and took a picture of the horde of people dressed in black. I didn't have time to read the comments, being wary of an impromptu attack from the horde.