SUPPOSE THAT...

FANATICS

Kirana's eyes glared in horror at the pointed end of the blade that seemed to be gleaming under the light of a five-watt yellow light installed on the worn roof above it.

Kirana's heart raced fast. Cold sweat began to wet his back and forehead. He even felt short of breath because it was so tense. It's as if tonight the Angel Izrail is ready to pick him up.

Even if you wear a face mask or mask. But Kirana is sure if she does not know these three women who hold her. Once conscious earlier, Kirana had already tried to spy from the voice, stature and everything on the three. But Kirana really doesn't know them.

"Are they just Jon's fans ?" Kirana asked in her heart. Because the three women kept talking about Jonathan.

And lastly, when the sharp object is pointed at him. Kirana is sure one hundred percent if they are indeed fanatical fans of Jonathan who are heartbroken with him.

Kirana's tears are melting. He did not expect that his decision would have such an effect. Though Kirana thought, the terror of the cat with the neck on and put on his desk was the most extreme.

"It's so sweet." One of them laughed.

"Disease the same tears." the second said.

"With those tears he also seduced Jon and then he looked at him." the third tone of speech sounded emotional.

Kirana looked down helplessly. He can't be anything. His phone wherever he doesn't know. Don't be a cell phone, he's where and why Kirana can't remember here.

"Come, let's finish it. It's almost dawn, let no one know." One of them gave the command.

Kirana panicked as the three of them stood up and walked towards her. Two people were holding Kirana. Even though without being held, with both hands tied behind and mouth covered in duct tape, Kirana can only rely on her two free legs. Kirana will still be hard to run.

Kirana. He cried without a sound because of his mouth.

"Just look, we just wanted to teach you a little lesson for making Jon hurt." one woman who squatted in front of him holding the knife said.

Kirana's getting scared. In his heart he begged that someone could help him.

"Which one ?" the one holding the knife asked.

"Congkel his eyes." the proposal that is to the right of Kirana.

"It's too intense, Jon won't like it." the left one refused. "Just mess with her hair." she chuckled.

The others laughed.

"Jon will probably feel grateful after seeing her without hair." the knife-wielding one said in between his laughter.

Kirana's heart seemed to jump to hear the three people who were talking about a crime like a joke.

"But it's too light" said the knife-wielding man after they no longer laughed. "Jon to decide not to play a movie or take any Job since the cancellation of the wedding. Doesn't that mean Jon's really hurt ?" he asks.

Two of his friends agreed. Kirana's face was increasingly decorated with horror and tears.

When the woman with the face covering and the one holding the knife pointed her knife at the cheek. Kirana screams stifled. His face turned away from the tip of the knife that was pointing at him. He wants to run. But by the two female friends, Kirana is forced to remain in her position.

"We put two eye marks from Jon on his cheek."

Although Kirana did not know, because her mouth was covered with a mask. But Kirana could feel that the woman holding the knife was smiling broadly at her.

They laugh back.

"Smart." praise the one on the right.

There was immeasurably a fear that lingered in Kirana's heart. He tried to rebel. But the pressure of the two women on his right and left was so strong, that he could only sit on the ground with a panicked face and groan with tears in his eyes.

That the duct tape that covered Kirana's mouth could not hold the scream of pain of the girl, he said, as the tip of the knife scraped her smooth cheeks and left a long, red nicks that were in stark contrast to Kirana's blameless white cheeks.

Kirana was crying. Her tears were mixed with blood dripping from her wound. Soreness and pain radiated from the cheek next to his right.

"It's just a small scratch, it's like it's got a prick." one of them said.

Kirana's no longer trying it. He only cried withstanding the pain and shame of feeling ugly.

"Hold him." The command is holding the knife again.

Kirana tried to scream and tried to get away from them. The wounds inflicted made Kirana stronger in an attempt to escape because she no longer wanted to have her face carved with a knife.

Kirana's long legs she uses to kick the one holding the knife in front of her. Makes it fall backwards. The two friends were surprised, making her grip on Kirana loose. The opportunity was used by Kirana to stand and run even though her condition was still tied and her mouth in duct tape.

Honey, just a few steps Kirana ran. One of them had grabbed Kirana's pigtailed hair, making Kirana fall to the ground and groan in pain.

"Bad 'em !" yell at one of them.

Kirana shrieked as she who was still in a lying position in the roar of three women who were larger than her.

Suddenly the door was broken.

"KIRANA !" Dave was surprised to see the raised knife and pointed it at Kirana who was lying helplessly on the ground floor and in the middle of three women.

The three women were shocked to see Dave. And even more shocked when Dave immediately ambushed and took the knife in their hands and threw it far into the corner of the room.

Some residents and security guards using flashlights entered and secured the three masked women who were known to be fanatical Jonathan fans.

"Kira ?" Dave immediately approached Kirana who still looked shocked.

"We're just avenging our Jon's heartache on that woman !" one of the women whose third has now been removed from her face by residents pointed at Kirana who is still trembling and in Dave's embrace.

Kirana said nothing. From behind Dave's arm, Kirana looks good on her third face when secured by local residents.

Kirana does not understand, but fellow women. But why could that loot hurt another woman just for the sake of something that is not necessarily achievable.

The three women were immediately transported to a nearby police station. After saying thank you and talking briefly with the people who helped, Dave said goodbye.

In the car, Kirana still can't say anything. The blood on his cheek had dried and now left an elongated wound on his cheek. Dave who was sitting beside him looked concerned.

Hesitation was reached, then in Kirana's hand.