The Last Cliff's

Chapter 41's

The mall became more crowded on Saturday night, more frenzied than any other day. Is that what you call destiny ? Something that is absolute. Then is there an anomaly that might challenge his sacredness ? Who can make the crowd in the mall disappear in a moment ? Silent in seconds ? Answer: There is !

God ? Yaah ... That kind of thing. A power that encompasses too many things to discuss. The reality is in front of everyone's nose, but the concept is still rejected by many, or at least still considered excessive.

Who would have thought that the mall that should be frenetic was suddenly silent. All the countries are in a telephone conversation, by Edward Rodmeyer to the owner of the mall which is then forwarded to the manager of operations.

All access in and out of the mall was closed, the door was guarded by dozens of security guards and personal security personnel Rodmeyer family.

All mall visitors are lined up, then one by one issued through the emergency exit, just like the procedure for dealing with natural disasters. No one dared to protest with an open cry, only a part of it cursed inwardly.

Those who were outside the mall, some immediately went home while showing cowardice. Some choose to just share.

"Jeng, what is this ? How come we are out in a gini horror way." asked a woman with brownish lipstick, maybe the smoke from a cigarette in her clamp will blacken it.

"Say people, there was a little boy suddenly missing. Seems like kidnapped or something."

"Huh !? Just because of a little kid ? Setdah !!"

"Not an ordinary kid, Jeng ! But son of God." his voice whispered.

"Ooo ... The child of God can also go shopping crazy ?"

"Come, Jeng ! Only God can make so many people feel happy, but at the same time angry at the same time."

"Here you go, Jeng ! We have to be patient. God wants that, right ?"

Don't answer it ! Tempting anyone, is a waste of lipstick. Moreover, the Rodmeyer family, only make the mouth more manyun. They want too much.

Just because Sean Rodmeyer was lost in the crowd, the mall was closed, its visitors were evacuated to look like a refugee camp. Researching like a thief. Shouted like sheep refusing to go home.

Steve Rodmeyer sat with his chest straight, three girls next to him covered in fear.

"Two times you've pissed me off." Edward Rodmeyer said, "First about the Shasa accident, you covered it with the pretext of your dirty thinking ! Now it's Sean you lost ! What do you want, exactly ?"

"Braaak !" table kicked.

"You too, Steve ! How many times do I have to say ? If you want to date, don't take Sean ! The same girlfriend is not obvious."

"Mas !" steve Rodmeyer was on the verge of patience. He said his old brother had overstepped the mark by demeaning his lover. He was called to defend.

But the squeeze on his arm dampened his intention, Fatimah Mahmud's fingers calmed him down from the top of his long shirt cloth.

"Or are you guys in a scenario ? Take a role in the war against me !" the eyes began to turn red, Edward Rodmeyer made a guilty presumption to the three girls. "Answer !" he continued, crashing the table again. "Or you guys I'll report to the authorities on suspicion of kidnapping and extortion."

"Mas ! This is all my fault. They don't know about Sean's disappearance. The business is pretty much the same for me ! Don't take them."

"You want to be a hero, huh, Steve ? Protecting their cunning with the robes of our family greatness. So ?"

"STOP BLAMING OTHERS ! ALL THIS HAPPENED BECAUSE OF YOUR OWN FAULT." Shouts Steve Rodmeyer. The threat uttered by her brother could not be just bluffing, because she understood its nature. His brother never bluffed.

"How can I be blamed ?"

"Sorry gentlemen, I beg you to leave this room." subtly the word chosen by Steve Rodmeyer, but the meaning is tantamount to expelling the disinterested from the room, one of them is the owner of the mall.

After Edward Rodmeyer's fingers shook, the room became quiet. It contains only Edward and Steve Rodmeyer and three frightened girls.

"Since I warned you, Mas Eddy not to divorce Helena ! Because I know that something like this can't be avoided. So what's the result, Mom ? Mas Eddy is divorcing Helena, right ? Then blame anyone who might be able to make a goat congek ! Don't be a coward, Mom ! Especially in front of my eyes."

Steve Rodmeyer's rant shut his brother's mouth, even silencing the man's insanity.

"YOU'RE QUIET, STEVE !"

Edward Rodmeyer said nothing. He snapped at his sister and then stepped closer to the door.

"Mas ! If there is anything on these three girls, then Mas Eddy will be facing papa and mama and I on his side." threatened Steve Rodmeyer when his brother was right on the verge.

Then "Braaaaaak !" the door of the room was thrown super rough.

"Thank you, Mas !" fatimah Mahmud whispered. "If it wasn't for you, it would've dislodged this heart."

Steve Rodmeyer, who is still angry, looks to rearrange the rhythm of his breath. Then he smiled. Then looked at the eyes of her puja girl with a feeling of relief. There was a proud hue on his face, as a man, he was not enough as a robe, but also as a shield for his woman.

"Scenario ? Role ? War ? What's in Edward's head ?" Cindi Latuconsina stared fixedly at Farah Isuke.

As usual, Farah Isuke just shook his head.

"Yes, Mas ... actually, Mr. Edward was talking about what ? We are accused of playing a role in a war scenario. What war ?"

Steve Rodmeyer did not answer the plain questions of Fatimah Mahmud, he instead smiled to himself.

"Cock-smile-smile yourself, anyway ? Enlightenment dong love !" whinek Fatimah Mahmud while squeezing his cowboy shoulder.

Instead of giving an answer, Steve Rodmeyer smiled broadly. Letting or rather enjoying the whining of the orange-hijab girl for longer.

"Mas !? Hehehehe .. what is my sister aaaang ?" ledek Steve Rodmeyer's. His laughter tends to be grim.

"Basic kamvret ! We're scared, uh he's enjoying the romance ! Sotoy Lo !!" mad Cindi Latuconsina.

"We're back. Let it all be taken care of by the experts."

"Can you ? All the doors are closed. And anyway, once we get home, our fate is the same as the fate of Brother Shasa .. kidnapped, surrounded, constantly mutilated ! Grrr ... I'm afraid of." Farah Isuke looked serious with her words, her skin looked creepy.

"You think I was messing around threatening Eddy earlier ? We are from the same blood. All our words were none to bluff. So believe me, you are safe ! Eddy wouldn't dare go too far."

Steve Rodmeyer's face is no less serious. His protection may have ended in civil war, all of which he had already spoken and could not be licked back.

"Why should this be ?" the sigh was dangling from the tip of his hijab, sounding almost accompanied by a cry. Fatimah Mahmud is guilty. "I accepted your taaruf rope because I was afraid our story would be as bad as Shasa's. I dare to love you, juxtapose you a little below the heart of my Lord. But look at ! You even have to be hostile to your blood brother to protect me. Is it true that the red of love is as thick as blood ?"

Feeling constantly urged, finally Steve Rodmeyer relented. Stand in front of the girls, then speak up.

"There is only one person who dares to humiliate Eddy. He even managed to snatch the love of Shasa mom from the power of Eddy mas. Shame and love were two things she had never felt in her entire life. And that guy's name is Mr. Dowson, funny thing is, you three are Mr. Dowson's friends."

Cindi Latuconsina and Farah Isuke looked pensive, they began to be able to untangle the complicated threads in her head, associating some events in recent days with Edward Rodmeyer's anger.

"I mean, bang Vinnie same sir Edward snatched brother Shasa, so ?"

"Oh my God ! Sayaaaang ..." - furious Steve Rodmeyer responded to the innocence of Fatimah Mahmud, and somehow the young man so adored the innocence of the girl.

"Two men won't fight each other just for the sake of a woman ! They fight because of their respective egos of honor."

"Oowh, so ! Ko now you're a pinter anyway, Mas ?" praise Fatimah Mahmud.

"Yes is ! Kan Steve is now different .. already kinclong use gold ... Haha ... Oh, Steve ! Fresh heart .. hmmmm."

"Huuuuu .. mas 10 carats only proud ! Let's go home !" mercilessly, Farah Isuke led Steve Rodmeyer by tapping the ears of the kasmaran youth.