
"Mayra," I murmured quietly.
My chest rumbled when I saw Mayra hand over the gun to Amanda. He smiled and nodded obediently, as if Amanda was a superior worthy of respect. Shortly after, Mayra looked at me. His lips carved a slanted smile and eyes also squinted, as if this self was something that was deeply hated.
"Sorry, Ra, I don't have a choice. Getting here .. You don't make me any better, but it just makes me more devastated. Now ... I need a foothold to get out of trouble. I must have done anything for the sake of that foothold because I was tired of staying in the bottom poisi. So .. When Miss Amanda asks you as a condition, I don't think long, Ra. My life is far more important than a useless friend like you" Mayra said.
I looked down and bit my lips. The pain of a knife incision in the skin is not as painful as my heart. Faint crumpled, broken apart, a friend I trusted so much, with whom I shed love like family. Now betrayed! He sacrificed my life for his own sake.
"O Allah, You are the Greatest. You are the owner of life and death. Please don't pick me up in a despicable way. Protect your servants and sons, O Allah." I sat down while I was cursing.
In times like these, God is all I have. There are many families, but no one knows where I am.
"Austenance!"
I opened my eyes when I heard Amanda scream. Scroll through the hair crevices, he was getting up from his seat and looking at me sharply. He smiled triumphantly, a look of satisfaction clearly on his face.
"This very second, I'll send you to hell!" Amanda snapped while pointing a gun at me. His smile widened as the fingers were ready to pull the trigger.
I turned around while cursing. I never stopped calling God, hoping for a miracle to come. I could not feel my tears seeping out, imagining that my life would really end this moment. Who will take care of Dara?
While my mind was still raging, the explosion of firearms sounded deafening. However, one thing that struck me, there was no pain or heat all over the body, other than an incision in the face. Why could? Though the gun hole was clearly pointed in my chest.
"Don't move!"
I flinched and spontaneously turned to the source of the voice. Find out who the man who was screaming was. Like a barren wasteland filled with heavy rain. It was as if I was coming back to life when I looked at three policemen pointing guns at Amanda and Mayra. The two women were deathly pale, the weapon that had been grasped was now lying just like that on the floor.
"Thank you, O God," I said in my heart.
"Catch 'em!" snatched a most dashing cop.
Then his two colleagues caught Mayra and Amanda, bent and then wrapped the handcuffs in their hands. Amanda and Mayra screamed hysterically, but the three policemen were indifferent, just staring intently. As if to turn off the opponent through the view.
While I was still staring at them, suddenly a rapid pace approached us. I looked up and found Darren running towards me. Behind him was Reza, he also approached.
"Sister," called me trembling.
"I'll make the calculations for you, Ra," Reza said firmly. Then he walked away from me and approached Mayra.
I looked at Reza's steps that were getting closer to Mayra, who was always retreating and seemed to deliberately avoid Reza. With a quick movement Reza slapped Mayra's face, until staggered and almost fell.
"Civilized you, Mayra!" shout Reza. "I've been kind to you, but you've hurt Kirana's life. You're like a demon, Mayra!"
"You___"
"Shut up!" Reza again raised his hand, but was arrested by one of the police.
"Don't be a vigilante. We'll settle this in court" the police said.
Reza looked furious, but obeyed the words of the police. He did not take action, just his gaze that I saw unsettled.
While I was still staring at Reza, I felt a warm embrace clutching my body. Brushing wet hair and rubbing incisions wounds that stain the face.
"Darling, did Amanda do this?" ask Brother Darren. His voice was trembling and his eyes were glazed.
Before answering, I first lifted my finger and I held the hand of Kak Darren who was still attached to the cheek. I stared at the increasingly blurry net, even now the clear circles began to fall and wet his face.
"Become, brother," I replied slightly deviating from the question. The most important thing right now is Dara. Let me get hurt, as long as Dara finds out that she's okay.
Before Darren answered, one of the policemen approached us. Asking my circumstances and also asking for an explanation of the chronology of events. I explained quickly, how Mayra came to the house and invited me to visit Mala's house, then I fainted and realized I was bound.
After explaining, I immediately talked about Dara. I told them that Dara hadn't been around since I realized. Then one of the police interrogated Amanda and Mayra.
"Just tell me where the victim's son is!" police snapped because Amanda and Mayra did not give an explanation.
Seriate....
You are cruel, Thor!!!
No, I'm still pretty.