
“Den, Denny. Where are you going?” Aaron did not get an answer, staring at Denny's back away.
“Den, you better listen to my advice. I won't jeopardize the lives of your two sons,” the shrill Aaron inwardly stared at Dania lying weakly.
Denny walked down the hospital corridor, with his hands stuck to his ears, lips talking to someone across the thin screen. A sharp gaze accompanied each step, lips still at home greeting the exact words of negotiation.
“Cih, you were very right to choose the time to make a deal with me. What do you want?”
“Only that? All right, I did it after Dania survived.
“Tut, Tut, Tut,” disconnected talks.
Denny bites his molars so hard that his jaw appears. His steps wanted to bring to Saka's room, but it seemed like he didn't know where. There were a few bodyguards gathered at the end of the corridor, seemingly off duty, in a relaxed position and combing with each other. Denny kept moving closer.
“Bruk, Bruk, Bruk, aakh” the sound of punches and lunge targeted the body, face and exposed the bodies of the heaviest on the floor with a grimacing face with pain.
Denny's hand forcefully pulled the collar of one of the bodyguards' suits and staggered still in shock the innocent man got the big madam's son's sharp gaze.
The fate of being the bodyguard of the great mistress could not give a reply to the son could only accept and endure in pain.
“Where is my son's room? If you still want to live take me there?” A heavy voice filled with anger with hot breath was exposed on the face of the bodyguard.
“But sir,”
“Bruk,” a crushing blow to the stomach.
“Akhhh, good sir, I will take you there,” could not bear the pain, in the compulsion and distress the bodyguard limped walking followed by Denny from behind.
On the other hand, Iqbal had reached Denny's house, the state of the house was only security guard in front of the others in the dreamland.
“How do I wake her? What should I do?” Iqbal's footsteps had already taken him in front of Jesika's room. His hand wanted to knock on the door, but it was still stuck on the wind.
“I have to do, otherwise I will be in trouble with the big madam,” Iqbal shrieked in heart.
“Tok, Tok, Tok,. Iqbal hand landed on the door wall.
The voice from within was not heard, Iqbal was patient with uncertain feelings. Glancing at the circular clock on the wrist.
“Three o'clock in the morning. I think he's rested more than I am. So it's no problem waking him up.” Iqbal covered the unrest with self-defense.
‘Tok, Tok, Tok,”.
Inside the room behind the door, Jesika was lying on the bed, faintly heard in the ears a sound like a knock on the door. The black bead petals slowly opened, with Jesika's half-gathered life erecting the body. His black bead stared at the door leaf, making sure the sound it heard was not the rest of the dream flower.
“Tok
“Tok
“Tok,” sound knock back heard.
“Really the sound was from the direction of the door, and who else knocked on the door at this hour last night,” Inner Jesika glanced at the clock hanging on the wall of the room after distracting her from the direction of the door, then bring the body down from the bed stepped gontai.
“Cklek,” door open.
“Secretary Iqbal,” Jesika said quietly but could still be heard by the person standing right in front of her.
“Sorry to have disturbed your sleep Young Miss, but you have to come with me now to the hospital.” Iqbal said he did not want to linger stalling.
“Ke hospital? What's up?” Jesika asked with a confused look.
“Later I will explain in the way Miss. I beg you, we must leave immediately.” Said Iqbal with his flat face trying to cover up the bad taste because it forced Jesika a little along.
“Waduh, this woman does not give a warning if you want to enter profit my nose can still be saved.” Lirih Iqbal while rubbing the tip of his nose.
Inside the room, Jesika runs small to the bathroom, washing the face in the washbasin quickly. Then towards the closet room change clothes that stick to the body with clothes that are more comfortable and do not forget to wrap with a jacket because it is still dark outside.
Jesika looks a little tidying up the look of the face, then just tie the height of her long hair. Then pull a step towards the door while grabbing the small sling bag that was lying on the nightstand.
“Cklek,” door open.
Jesika did not see Iqbal, then continued a small running step towards the lower floor through the steps with black beads circulating a look looking for the figure Iqbal was in.
Hearing the approaching footsteps, Iqbal withdrew his gaze turning to the source of the voice.
“Mari Miss, we leave.” Iqbal said after Jesika came closer.
The two of them walked out of the house, immediately entering the car that had been waiting in the yard.
“Bussss,” car drove away from Denny's house.
At the hospital, Denny enters a room after a bodyguard delivers. His black bead gaze was fixed towards the face of Saka who was fast asleep. Didn't feel the two black beads were dewy. The footsteps approached Saka's bed. Slowly, Denny landed his body sitting on a chair that was on the edge of the bed.
“How much more suffering will I go through to be able to live happily with you,” Denny's inner voice gently stroked Saka's head. Many times the hand rubbed with a gaze that did not move from Saka's face.
Saka felt his head being touched, slowly opening the black bead petals that felt heavy. Blurred enveloping the view showed a white mist looming over a person's face in front of him until slowly the white fog disappeared and showed a sad face returning his gaze.
“Papa,” Saka's voice calls Denny who is still staring at him fixedly.
“Ya,” replied Denny slowly still rubbing his beloved son's head.
“Papa won't leave mommy and me?” Saka asked looking at Denny's black bead framing red. His heart guessed that his papa was currently sad and in a state of severe trouble.
“Hemm, no dear. You don't think like that. Papa won't be separated from you and mom no matter what.” Denny clasped Saka's small hand tightly with both hands.
While outside the room, a group of masked people stormed and beat the guards who stood guard at the door until they were unconscious.
“Brakkkk”, the door sounds open loud.
Denny turned his gaze towards the source of the voice. Seen some men in black suits and men wearing masked faces barged in immediately stepped towards him.
“Who are you?” Denny asked with a piercing look.
“No time explain your answer!”
An attack thrusts quickly into Denny's body of an electric shock device.
“Akhh”, Denny grinned in pain until he finally fell to the floor unconscious.
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Assalamualaikum, th,
Hi Raiders, man,
Sorry yes, just can up again, can not be explained how busy I am. But I will continue to prepare this story.
And I still look forward to your loyalty and support.
Thank you and wassalamu'alaikum.