The Girl At The Club That Night

Who Is He Actually?

FOLLOW, RIGHT? DON'T FORGET LIKE!!!

Unknowingly this body has been knocked down until the head touches the asphalt and secretes a little red viscous liquid.

Aslan!

He stood firm while clutching his bloodied left arm, probably hit by the shot earlier. A man with glaring eyes was still pointing the gun, perhaps even now heading right into Aslan's heart.

Why is he here?

"Vin, come here!"

It looks like Juna is hiding behind Aslan's car who has been there since when. I frowned, it was impossible to also leave the boss alone in this state.

Aslan's eyes stared at the jelly every possibility that could happen. Undaunted, he moved even closer. Seen behind his hands bergerrak waving the car keys that he had offered when in the office.

Whether intentionally or not, the key dropped right in front of my face. A moment of glancing at the movement of the hand, I might wish I had brought the key and then left.

While the eyes of the people in front there for a moment glanced at me, then diverted the direction of the trigger towards me.

Aslan, he did not want to waste the opportunity so immediately changed his position to cover my body from the gunpoint.

"Never hurt her." The baritone's voice sounded so violent.

"Don't be arrogant! Your men are scattered everywhere, you think I'm afraid?!"

"Shoot now. Shoot me!"

"Aslan! You've defied enough. I can't kill my own brother!"

A sister? They're sister brother?

I've never even known that guy before. Why would he kill me? Is this Hadi Yanwar's men? As far as I know, Aslan always mentions Yanwar.

But ....

It doesn't feel possible. The man who thinks he's my father couldn't have attempted murder several times. Unfortunately, I always lost the hard evidence to put them in jail.

"Never mention that I am your sister after what you did to us!"

Aslan's jaw is hardened. Even his steps are now closer to the shooter who is rewinding his steps.

"Vin, spit here!" peekik Juna who is still in his place.

Wait for. I need an explanation for all of this. However, it was impossible to make Aslan's position even more trapped in danger. He could have stayed out of that firearm as long as I was here.

Maybe it would be better to just obey Juna. I immediately ran after Aslan's body was stuck without a gap with the weapon until it was difficult to avoid because Aslan himself pressed firmly into his body.

"Don't be stupid! What's in it to protect those boys?!"

The car was already speeding up when I heard there was a debate between two people who might be different direction. Now all I need is an explanation. Juna, why is he here?

...

I was quite sculpted when Caca gently compresses the wound on the head and the glass scratches on the face. Not even yesterday's wound was dry, it has added new wounds again. I have a lot of scandal about my appearance.

"This is what I've been afraid of all this time. Why don't I want you to stay with me." He sobbed.

"Enough, Ca. I am grateful to be alive to this day. If you leave, maybe you've been dead before."

"Abang! Don't say that ...."

"Seriously fly! Brother just needs you."

"But ...." His words for a moment paused. "I can't see many wounds on your body. I'm sick."

"No hypocrite, you are tired. But you're even more tired when you lose you. Please, don't say anything else that's going to make you crazy, you can't. Even though what came true did not match what you expected. But, please, even if one day you change. Kamunya. Let me be sure that not all the fruit will fall right under the tree. But ... There are some fruits that are deliberately picked for use."

For a moment I saw Caca choked with speech that escaped unconsciously. "Did you know something about me? What is it, Bang? Say it!" Highlight his eyes stared fixedly with great emphasis.

"About what, Bang? Say it!"

I grabbed the fine fingers and held them tightly. "You have to believe, no matter what happens, your name still means something in your heart. So, please, don't go again. Brother please be with you. For our son."

Intense, my eyes alternately stared at those two soft eyeballs. It was like there was a look of doubt that Caca seemed to make my heart ache.

"Please, Ca. Brother please."

Somehow the story goes, it feels warm something melts on the cheek. Maybe that also makes Caca a little out of doubt. It was clear that the face was no longer investigating.

"Ca ..." I said.

"Yes." Yeah." Her voice, wiping away tears.

Although his face is not as warm as usual, at least he did not force me to explain something. Because now is certainly not the right time to say everything. Let it be, enough of my ears that hear, without having to let Caca brave its own danger.

Juna and Laksmi. The one who had just been silent without a word. This eye highlights on Juna's suspicious attitude and behavior. He looked tense, especially caught wet his eyes always dodging when I stared.

It's impossible to even ask her a question in this place. It would certainly raise suspicion for Caca. However, how and what is the biggest reason Aslan protected me?

Ck, argh! Time has shown more than midnight. Tired, I crumpled up on that couch in the living room. Without caring about those who are still. Stupid, they're going or not, whatever.

"Ca ...." I grabbed her hand as the girl got up to her room. "Temenin Brother sleeps here."

For a moment he breathed. "It's cold in here, brother." It seems that his face is not happy.

"Ca, please ...."

Probably forced. Let it. The important thing is that his presence is enough to make all these fears disappear instantly.

"Okay, but I'll take the blanket first."

I nodded. Watching the body move further away towards her room and Laksmi.

Here, this room now lives on my own after Juna and Laksmi decided to each room without saying goodbye. The atmosphere immediately felt gripping and lost comfort. Knowing exactly, Laksmi started to fret about this state of affairs. Maybe tomorrow I should take the girl to the airport and then go back to Bali. It's too dangerous for him in this place.

Caca returned with a cotton blanket in his arms. He crumpled, lying on the other sofa.

"Why?" I asked gently. "Are you angry with Brother?"

He turned his face away. "I don't want any secrets between us. Tell me what you know about me?"

It was expected from the beginning that this made him look upset.

"Ca, you don't know much about you, about Juna, your sister and your other family. You know, you're not comfortable without you. Especially seeing your facial expression like this. It's like a punishment for Brother, Ca."

Maybe he was tired of avoiding me. Caca Rise up, hunt down my unexpected embrace. Pleased? Yep. Getting a hug in a state of fret like this is like getting water in the middle of a drought.

...

Aslan is professional by not showing pain even though he just got shot in the hand last night. I saw for myself when we were both in the toilet, Aslan grimaced about changing his bandages.

"Are you okay, sir?" ask me to worry.

He smiles. "It's just a small affair. I've been more than this through the heart." As he opened part of his shirt and showed a shot in the chest.

"This ..." he continued. "Perceed to the back. I'm dying a few months."

"Sorry, are you and that person ...?"

He smiled slanted. "Outwardly we may be blood, but not inwardly."

Aslan tidied up his hair and then he excused himself.

This business is a bit hanging. However, there is no way I should urge him to answer every question that fills his head.

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