Shotgun - Sub Zero: HER

Chapter 26

The night was not too late, but the owner of the room was asleep. Warmly wrapped in a blanket while hugging her beloved doll. The lighting in his room was dim - dim, only illuminated by a tiny sleep lamp.

  A breeze blew from the window that had been closed. And now there was the shadow of a person sitting leaning leisurely on his sills.

  “Hhaaahh..”.

  Althair looked up, exhaling a long breath. His pair of eyes again observed the slick figure on the bed. A revolving pistol – swivel, played with one hand as if the weapon was just like a gasing toy to him.

  Althair jumped down, walked over to the bed and stopped by the side of the bed. His head lowered, parallel to the head of the occupants of the room which was still well.

  “Kitty, after that bothers me, how dare you now sleep like this ?” whispered. The tip of Althair's pistol grabbed the room's owner's bangs.

  “While after three days, there is not even a desire from you to contact me. But today you are bothering me,” whispered again, ended by a sigh.

  Althair stood up, grabbing the phone lying on the table next to the bed. The light from the phone illuminated his handsome face. While Althair's finger moved on his touchscreen, opening the phone's log menu. Grunting, after finding his contact number on the outgoing call, Althair threw it away.

  “Cih !” gerutu Althair, remembering the incident this afternoon.

...

  Althair only needed to slightly raise his head, and both Ayik and Angga who had been holding Slamet, immediately left. It did not take long to hear a loud shout of thrashing, refusing to be presented to the middle of the field.

  “Lo happy right, Slam. Finally someone will replace the position lo...” said Althair with a small laugh. Like he just made a joke. Slamet just looked at him in disbelief.

  “Iya, Slam. Temen lo it should also participate in what you rasain from earlier. Let's be fair right?”

  “Al, Althair lo serious ??? But Althair, he's not...??” stuttering Slamet. A little part of his face that is not swollen, looks paled.

  “Why ? Poor ?” althair asked with his eyebrows raised. “You should have thought before. A turn like this just feels sorry. Trus yesterday you did not think or have no brain. Hm ?”

  Althair was back playing the ball at his feet when Angga and Ayik had returned to the field by dragging someone.

  Both Martha's hands clenched and her face looked angry and paler. When Slamet shouted that name, Martha was still in disbelief. Sure that there was something wrong with his hearing. But now, looking at the figure that was being dragged...

  “Tha, Martha,” said Dewanti slowly, realizing Martha was suddenly silent. “What are you doing – what is ?”

  Martha still did not answer. Suddenly – arrived his brain feels paralyzed, unable to think.

  If Alisha, will definitely answer : not what – what. But can he, Martha, say that sentence now.

  “tha ! Althair... !” yuni exclaimed in panic, both of her eyes widened towards Althair who was already taking a position to kick the ball.

  Yuni's cry seemed to have managed to resuscitate him. Immediately Martha grabbed her phone, pressed the speed dial to contact someone.

  Althair flashed his trademark oblique smile. There was no doubt on his face. He will not choose – select, if anyone dares to harass his, will be removed immediately. It doesn't matter who it is. While the entire field seemed to hold its breath, did not have the heart to see the execution that would occur. Althair's feet had already lifted, swinging towards the ready ball in front of him, as the ringing rang out.

  Suddenly there was relief in the hearts of the disciples as Althair lowered his legs, he kicked. There was a pause as Althair stood silent for a few minutes. It was a special ringtone that he set for one number. Without even looking at her phone, she knew who had finally called her.

  Yeah, eventually. After a few days he waited.

  Alisha...

...

    “It looks like you suffered once when I wasn't around huh, Kitty ? Poor,” whispered Althair near Alisha. You can smell the distinctive smell of Alisha that smells soft. “But it must have felt even more miserable if you knew what happened this afternoon.”

  Althair inched to sit beside the bed. His head was leaning next to Alisha's head. It can be observed clearly Alisha's face. Both of his eyes were closed. Petite nose. Her lips.

  Althair's gaze stopped on Alisha's lips. Even though it was almost dark like this, the lips seemed to tease her.

  “Huhh !” grunts, take a look. “Hei, Kitty. Instead of suffering, is it better to die ? Hm ? At least you do not need to bother with heartache.”

  “Just relax, I can kill you without any pain. Like this..” Althair cocked his gun, unlocked his safety lock and pointed the tip of his gun at Alisha's temple.

  “But then, so no exclamation dong,” he said while his finger was moving ready on the trigger. “Kill or not yes ?”

  Althair moved, this time sitting facing Alisha. “Kitty, you sleep mulu anyway. What happens, I want to kill or not ?”

  “Enghmmp..” Alisha muttered in her sleep. His body was squirming in his blanket.

  “Yes. Yep. Sleep on there, Kitty. If you suffer so much tomorrow that you will die, don't blame me. I offered you to kill, didn't I?” stand up and walk away.

  “Kit.. sa.. kitt...” Erang Alisha with eyes closed.

  Althair had jumped up the window sill, about to leave Alisha's room. But his movement arrived – arrived stopped when Alisha groaned.

  “Mama... Alisha's stomach hurts, Maa.. Hixes. Hixes. Hiks...” Alisha cries in her sleep.

  Althair went back to bed. With one move, the blanket was opened and Alisha T-shirts were revealed. Her jaw hardened looking at the bruise still visible in Alisha's stomach.

  “Hiks. Hixes. Hix... Pain,” Alisha moves curled up, covering her stomach.

  “Ssh... ssh.. quiet, Kitty. Tomorrow also the pain goes away,” whispered Althair while stroking Alisha's head.

  “Kit... sick, A. tha,” muttered Alisha again.

  “Hm ? Who are you calling, Kitty ? Martha ? Huh, even in sleep you still have time to call – call him,” snorted Althair, has stood up and walked back to the window. I don't know why I feel a little bad.

  “Altha. Hixes. Hixes. Hix... My stomach hurts, Altha.” Alisha's cries muffled as she hugged her doll tighter.

  Once again Althair stopped from moving, remaining still perched on the window sill. Immediately, a smile appeared on his lips.

  Altha ?!! Did Alisha just call 'Altha' ?!!

  “Okay, Kitty. You have my attention now.”.

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