The Imperfect Eve

Part (27)

The capital this afternoon felt very hot. Unlike the usual days, today the heat is doubled. Cansu who was riding a scooter seemed to wipe her pretty face as she stopped at the red light.

After finishing the first session of therapy with Mr. Lefrand, Cansu immediately left the middle-aged man's magnificent mansion and stopped by his clinic for a while. After from the clinic he slid towards the bank because there were important things that he had to solve concerning loans.

And here is Cansu now, in a bank in the city center with hundreds of other visitors.

Dorr.Dorr.

Two bullets hit the chandelier in the middle of the room with AC. Suddenly it invites to the fear of everyone. Not except for Cansu, the girl immediately covered both ears with her tapered fingers.

"Who are you?" The security that had greeted Cansu in the front lobby looks fierce, but he had not had time to act one bullet back regardless of the weapon held by a man dressed in black, seven colleagues snatched each one person.

"Lock the door! If you don't lock that door, I'll blow your head off." The man's touch, his face looks reddened in anger. You can make sure the man does not mess with his sharp speech.

"No one dares to do anything wrong, if I see you doing konyolan, then don't expect you to see the sun tomorrow morning." Threatening the man again, his whiskers were as thick as a door leaf, his face was that of a stray dog, and his thin body looked like a starving bull. There was nothing good in him, even now that he made the greatest mistake of a human being, threatening and wanting to take a life, what else was worse than that? Sufficient is Allah as the helper and protector of the unjust.

"Kneel! Let none of you dare to resist, your lives will be at stake." The touch of the tall, flat-bodied man. His body was as small as a lidi but his guts were as big as an elephant.

The cansu?

The girl seemed to have trouble breathing, she held her chest while taking a deep breath and then exhaled it slowly from her lips. This condition makes his entire body feel numb. Supposedly in this position he was determined to align himself or at least act calmly. Unfortunately he could not, the bad memories in the past seemed to revolve in the memory of his brain. Suddenly it froze his fighting spirit.

"Master, relax. You don't have to do to these glasses, we can talk about everything well. If this gets to the end by the media or the authorities, you'll be in trouble.

So please, go quietly without resorting to violence. I promise, the bank won't sue you." Say security dressed in white with those black pants. His face looked carefree, yet anyone in his position would definitely feel fear, just that he was trying to be calm in unexpected conditions.

Dorr!

One bullet lodged right in the young man's thigh. No need to wait long, the floor where the beach was originally pure white now turned red with blood.

Uhhh!

The young man whimpered in pain, his initially strong body now leaning against the glass door he had locked at the request of the four gunmen.

"No one's a smart ass, I'm not afraid to take your lives." The man's jolt with rage erupted.

"You all deserve to die just like my wife. This bank manager is also worth dying for, where's the manager? Get him out or I'll kill you all." The man shouted back. Two minutes later, the bank manager whom he had requested his presence was dragged by his men, the corner of the middle-aged man's lips looked bloody. His blue shirt was smashed with blood, anyone could see the savagery of the group of robbers who numbered eight people.

At first no one suspected their intentions, because they came as bank visitors like other visitors, but in the next second the atmosphere inside the bank turned gripping by the terror of a group of people not known. They were so daring to rob during the day as if they had ninety-nine lives.

Poor Cansu, still unable to control himself, was still on the floor bleeding from shards of chandeliers that the gunman had smashed.

Oh God, give me strength. I have to act, I have to help people. Isn't that my life in this life? Cansu muttered in his heart while trying to get up. The other visitors looked frightened, it was natural.

The debuk!

"You're a brash man, because you're my wife dead. If you give me a loan, this mess won't happen, my wife and future children won't be gone. Because of you, doctors can't operate on my wife because there's no cost. The procedure? Fuck the procedure." The eyes of the middle-aged man holding the firearm seemed to light up. Anger has filled his ears.

"Master, I beg you. Don't be like this. You scare everyone." Said Cansu as soon as he could control himself.

"I'm sure your wife and son won't be happy to see you do violence." Cansu continued, he tried to calm the man even though he knew it would not work, it never hurt to try. Isn't that what religion teaches us not to give up in every situation?

"Master, I know you're very angry. And you also know, every living thing will feel dead, so I beg you to control yourself sir and do not violence." Cansu said again, he was still afraid but he tried as calmly as possible to keep his condition under control. And sure enough, the man looked calm. But it did not last long, because in the next minute the police came in groups and surrounded the bank from outside.

"Haha!" The man laughed. He looks scary. I don't know what plan in the arrangement of his small brain until the sneak that had just appeared on his face disappeared as if it was eaten by air.

"You lowly humans. You're the same, you're useless." The man screamed, while his men aggressively beat up bank visitors who tried to call for help over the phone.

"I'll finish you all off, after that we'll meet in hell." The man shouted again, his eyes burning red.

Rows of police lined the front of the building, besieging from all sides. I don't know what will happen next, Cansu doesn't know that. Everyone still looks panicked. Really, this condition is really unpredictable, hopefully there are no casualties because that is all that matters in this situation.

"I know you're armed, surrender or you'll end up merciless." Said someone out there, he used a loudspeaker.

Deg.

Instantly, Cansu felt he was no stranger to that voice. The voice was lurking in his ears, gently caressing the bottom of his deepest heart. Cansu who initially looks panicked suddenly filled with positive energy if he and other sandra will soon be free.

"You still have time. If you give up now, I promise I won't hurt you." Say a figure out there. His voice still makes Cansu curious, who is he really?

Netra Cansu stared at one point, the security that had gotten hot lead on her thighs looking pale. His blood came out a lot, there was no other way, as fast as lightning Cansu picked up his medical bag lying on the floor. He panicked, lest anyone lose their lives in front of him while he could still act to prevent it.

"Stop right there!" The man who was the chief in the hostage situation shouted at Cansu while pointing his gun right at Cansu's head.

"Who do you think you are? You're just a human-shaped scum of society. You see him?" Cansu pointed at the blood-soaked security near the glass door.

"He's almost gone. Will you be satisfied after others follow your wife and child into the afterlife?" Cansu continued, he was not afraid. Instead he felt very angry, the habit of many words appeared at the wrong time. Hopefully the man he shouted at did not reply to him with hot lead like the security he defended.

"Shut up and shut up. You're a woman but your words are as sharp as broken glass." The middle-aged man's touch. Arguing with the woman made his ego hurt, Cansu's sharp gaze doubled the resistance.

"I won't shut up, you can kill me if you want. But remember, I'm going to meet your wife and kids and have them curse you for having a useless husband and father like you." Reply Cansu is no less fierce.

"I said, shut up."

Dorr!

In the next second one bullet child shot back as fast as lightning grabbed Cansu who was currently standing while carrying his medical bag. Poor Cansu, his brave attitude led him to destruction.

Lord, I surrender myself to you with true surrender. If this is the end of my story, then put me in your paradise. Inner Cansu with vibrating body. A second later his small body landed on the floor, he sat down in a row with an injured mind.

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