Singularities

#18

I bought one snack. Which I make sure is halal. And for this one meal I took a very long time. With that kind of time I could kill hundreds of people. Oh christ!

I walked slowly back to the hotel. I chose the right words to convey this meaning.

But, my steps stopped when I saw The Big in front of me. He grinned at me. I'm obviously surprised, this guy doesn't scare me. But this is a country of people. There is no reason for me to fight him here.

“Where do you want to finish it?”

He grins. “Why find another place? Here too can!”

I looked at him flat. “Oh alright! I'll make you suffer here!”

In front of the hotel is very crowded. I don't know what else to do. So, I accepted the crazy challenge.

Huh, this crazy guy. I don't know what the problem is that I really want to fall. And I consider him his great enemy because he almost killed papa and mama in a cheap and dirty way.

He advanced by swinging his fist. He seems to have thought of me as a man, he dared to hit a woman first?

Oh come on! Fortunately I agree with the motto of mafia life, ‘ does not distinguish gender’.

He seems to overdo not exercise because of stress. Just look at the fist he saddled with was not at all like a murderer. I just need to make him fall like this. Hem, stick out my leg to make it fall? Hoho, that's a good way.

I stuck out my leg and he really got into that trap I put. It turned out to be a spectacle of many people. I just pretended to be surprised to see him surprised.

“Oh~ What's up Sir? Are you okay?”

That question was really weird for me to ask a Big guy. I had to squat down with the initiative to help him.

But it's all just pretend. “Song and again you failed. If I wanted to I could kill you now. And you'll be on the list of people I've killed. But, be thankful that we are now in a country of people. Next time if you want to come, bring good skills! Goodbye Mr The Big!”

I stood up and looked around. “Say he wants to be taken directly to the hospital. Please help all,”

They replied with a smile and the men there started to come closer to help, and I started to walk away from them.

I continued my steps to enter the hotel. I smiled with satisfaction enjoying the view. I didn't expect for days to go by, instead of him getting stronger, he got weaker.

Oh, The Big. That's you, right?

I stepped up cheerfully but suddenly stopped. I smell a strange smell around here.

It's freaky. It stinks of a gun. Oh, why am I losing my guard?

I looked towards that smell. I'm sure the gun is pointing at me. I'm carrying nothing now but a wallet, a snack, and a cell phone.

My clothes are just ordinary clothes. Nothing special here. Am I going to get hit by that shot?

Here are six guns pointing at me. If I move just a little bit, all the guns will be pointing at me. Now I stand among those who do their thing.

Whatever decision I make, it's obvious it'll scare the people around.

But, this is a way not to create trouble in people's country. If I step there are six bullets that will slide.

I have to be careful that all those bullets are on me and not hit anyone else.

I started glancing at the place where the gun was then let out a long sigh. I'm really locked. There is no way to escape anymore.

If I get shot right now, I'll realize I'm already in my apartment in my homeland.

Either I have to praise or swear at The Big right now. Praise for this plan is very good. Or swearing it up because he only thought about this without checking the losses he had to experience.

Once again I took a long breath. But I have not had time to say good farewell to Jeda. I don't even know his name yet.

Sorry Yeda. I have to leave our vacation now. There's no choice anymore.

While eating my snacks with the intention of telling me that I did not know their plans yet, I began to think hard.

So, the first step I have to take is to find the right conditions. For the first bullet on top, it wouldn't hit my head if I backed off. But, if I pull back the third bullet that's behind the hotel building will definitely hit my heart.

I couldn't go right and left, even jumping and crawling. If that happens, one person will be hit by a bullet. And that would make things even worse.

I had to sacrifice one of my organs. Between the heart and the head. I can only give up my head. Because if I'm in the head, I predict I'm just missing a memory.

My heart is too precious to sacrifice. Because I still want to listen to the beatings. If I lose my memory I can also benefit from it, quite a lot of benefits.

I choose to continue my steps if I think the people around me have moved away appropriately.

I slowly raised my legs to step up and I smiled wryly when I heard the sound of bullets releasing from all directions.

And before the bullet got there, I realized that I couldn't be like this anymore. Vacation for me has become impossible if I close my eyes.

Six bullets are already on their way.

When both my legs hit I growled. I forced this leg to stay standing until the last bullet was stuck.

But the pain is getting weird. I'm dizzy, I have a headache. My eyes were so blurred that I almost lost consciousness.

I felt my thighs draining out fluid. I think the liquid was blood, which means that the fourth bullet from one of the rooms in the hotel was stuck in my thigh.

I feel pain around my heart. And a second later my back and head felt a small bullet crash.

Before I closed my eyes I knew I was surrounded by people. And there's one that's very close to me. I smiled at him. As if he understood he was approaching.

“E-nam d-two li-ma.” I looked into the darkness after saying the room number of Yeda hotel while pointing at the hotel building.

I hope that the person I whispered to knows and conveys my message.

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