The Bond of Our Love

CHAPTER 27 - You Are the Source of My Power

"Who, why blame us? What are we, your boyfriend's father? Until we take responsibility, what's he doing?" Amar still responded to Zahra's accusations with mockery. With his two best friends.

"Yes. Want your girlfriend to fight with a jumbo man or a dwarf, what's the business with us? Ahaha!" Tymphal Thoriq. Then the three returned laughing mockingly. Making Zahra even more furious, with the trio's behavior. What kind of people are they really?

"I know what kind of people you are. You must have brainwashed Rahul, until he was determined to join the crazy competition. Aren't you....?!" Zahra was still staunchly accusing the trio with a loud voice.

BRUK!!

Zahra gasped with that loud voice. The three men who were making fun of him. Spontaneously they all turned directly into the ring. Where Rahul is helpless. With a body and face that has been badly battered.

"Rahul" said Zahra. His chest felt tight to see that sight. His level of worry towards the man grew even more, seeing him in such miserable condition.

"Gosh, Zahra. I wonder if that blind man of yours will still be alive after this. Just look, he's been causeak belur was beaten by the iron pole. I think you'll be a widow first, rather than a wife. Haha"

Instead of feeling concerned about the condition of the poor man in the ring area, Amar actually made it as material, to scare and make fun of Zahra. The three laughed mockingly for the umpteenth time.

"It's a good thing my top priority right now is Rahul's safety. Otherwise, I would have slapped and kicked your birth heirlooms one by one" Zahra growled. The three men actually made his tension rise.

Unfortunately he had no time, to serve them any longer. Because he must act quickly, before things get worse again against Rahul.

With an unfinished resentment towards the riotous Genk, Zahra ran as fast as possible towards the ring area, with a feeling of crabbing. Leaving those who were still replying to his curse with scornful laughter.

The atmosphere became more tense when Rahul was battered, but still tried to get up and insisted to continue the fight. But just as before, again he had to endure the pain, when again received a series of attacks from Gautam.

Zahra, who had just approached the steps of the ring, was immediately confronted and by two security officers.

"Sorry Miss, this is the competition area. You better get back to the audience" said one of the officers firmly.

"Sir, that's my friend. He blind. Please stop this competition. My friend can't help but sir" Zahra appealed to the two officers and pointed at Rahul.

"Sorry Miss, this competition is ongoing. It can't be stopped just like that"

"Where is your common sense! Do you not have a conscience, to let this unbalanced fight go on!What if he gets hurt or injured?! Can you be responsible?!" Zahra cursed the two officers who were blocking his arm. His mind was in a state of turmoil, making his emotions overflow uncontrollably.

"Miss. This is the initiative of your own friend, who is determined to join this competition. None of our parties forced him. So please, don't make a fuss here" the two officers tried to pull and drag him back into the audience. But Zahra continued to rebel with all her might, so that she could get close to the ring.

"It wasn't me who made the fuss, it was your hero! Didn't you guys see? He beat up my friend mercilessly! Is this the attitude of a true wrestler?! Hurt his helpless enemy! Now let go of me!"

"Sorry Miss, please understand. We just run errands. We beg of you, return to the audience, or leave this place. We don't want to get in trouble, if you get anywhere there"

"I will never leave this place, as long as Rahul is still there!"

While Zahra was still engaged in the debate, along with two security officers who were dragging him, Rahul who was still involved in the fight with the wrestler, lost his balance again, and collapsed on the floor of the ring.

Looking at his rival who was sprawled again by a kick, and the fist he was thrown, Gautam faced the audience while stretching out both hands with his arrogance.

The host approached Rahul with pity. He tried to ensure Rahul's ability to continue the competition. Or just give up, so that the winner can be determined right now.

"Three! Two!" The man flicked his finger in front of Rahul, who was already on his stomach on the ring floor.

"Huldom! Rahul! Please hold on! Rahul! Comeup! Quickly defeat him! Let's wake!" Zahra shouted as loudly as possible. Awakened Rahul who was unconscious, after collapsing on the floor. Rahul opened his eyes. Zahra's voice echoed through his ears.

Gautam growled angrily at his stubborn rival, insisting he wanted to continue the fight. With mounting anger, the jumbo man raised his legs to Rahul's face. But this time, Rahul was able to hold the man's leg with both hands.

"Yes Rahul, good! Let's go beat him! Don't give him a chance to hurt you again! C'mon fast! I know you can! Let's show us all here, that you're not weak!!"

Zahra, who was still in the clutches of the two security guards, screamed again. The sound of the girl's screams was like the power channeled on Rahul, until he managed to push Gautam's big foot. It makes the man fall back.

Unable to accept what Rahul did to him, Gautam raised his hand. I want to punch that guy for the umpteenth time.

But this time Rahul also managed to avoid the attack. In addition, he was the one who managed to give Gautam a strike.

The atmosphere is getting bigger. The audience who had previously been very confident that the blind man would never be able to win the competition, now their confidence began to waver, seeing Rahul who began to outperform the fight. Although occasionally he still gets attacks, in the form of fists and kicks from his opponent.

But a little bit, he was already able to compensate for every attack he received. Some of them thought that a miracle might happen to the poor blind man. But not a few who think, if the man is just being lucky for a moment. It will also be back as before.

Zahra continued to shout encouraging Rahul nonstop. The voice of the woman's cry was like an energy that kept pumping Rahul's strength, in the face of that increasingly fierce fight.

Amar and his two faithful monks watched the competition with a carefree heart, seeing Rahul who had been repeatedly knocked down, as a result of the attack given by the giant, now began to fret seeing the giant also began to battered, due to the attack given by the sibuta.

They became aware, if the ability of the blind man, could not seem too underestimated. Not without reason they think that way. For days, he managed to defeat the three of them while on the road. It was not impossible, if tonight he could also do the same to that fat man?

They just hope that it doesn't happen. If they do, their plan will fail completely.

And their worries finally came true, when Rahul managed to attack Gautam until he lost his balance and collapsed on the floor. His tall and round body hit the floor with its hardness. Making everyone gawk, with wide eyes so surprised, with what the blind man did.

The host approached Gautam. Then flick his fingers in front of the face of the unconscious man, with the prone position.

"Three! Two!" Gautam did not respond to the call of the host.

"Sa....!" The atmosphere became more tense than before. Everyone was fixated with a feeling of stubbornness, waiting for the final result of the competition.

Zahra is no exception. He prayed in his heart that Rahul could win the competition. Not for the fantastic prize. But more on the safety of the man.

He does not want Rahul to get more seriously injured in the hands of the arrogant wrestler, if this fight still continues. He knew the man was very stubborn. And will not want to stop before getting his wish, despite whatever risks he has to face.

"Tu...! And, the winner is! Rahul Aryan!! Give her a round of applause!" Excited the man in a loud voice, holding and raising Rahul's left hand up.

A voice of prideful applause blared, along with the presence of two organizers, who brought and handed trophies and giant checks to Rahul's hands.

Zahra who was now able to breathe with relief, because the competition was over, stood up while adjusting her breath panting.

"Looky! With limited vision, and only armed with courage, Mr. Rahul managed to defeat Gautam Phogat! A professional wrestler, who has a larger body size than him! And therefore, then he is entitled to cash, amounting to 1 billion rupiah! Plus, two vacation tickets to India!!"

Excited the man with a voice that was louder than before. All those who had previously cheered Rahul in every action, and looked at him cynically, now applauded him, and looked at him with admiration.

"Happy master" The host's man shook Rahul's hand with a smile.

"Thank you" Rahul replied to her clumsily.

"Why is this even?" Thoriq said stammering with a gawking face. Can't believe what he saw. Even if they had felt it themselves, Rahul's ability to face them at that time.