The Love of the Maharani

Drowned

Since his hand was free from the bond with Frans's hand, Tasya continued to go without looking at his head even if only for once. He followed Daffa's words to keep running until Daffa's men would take him to safety.

Tasya did not care about the thumping sound like a person who fell behind him. And Tasya also did not pay attention to the sound of bullets when nesting on the floor or cabin wall made of steel.

Yang Tasya knew he just had to run and keep running.

And indeed, only about two minutes after he ran, suddenly from behind the corner appeared one of the Daffa men who directed Tasya to follow the man. And Tasya was finally brought into a cabin size is quite spacious, where there are already several people dressed doctors and nurses.

Only one face that Tasya was familiar with was standing looking at her worriedly at the side of the mattress. Doctor Mirna.

As soon as the two of them met, Doctor Mirna immediately woke up from her seat and approached Tasya who was standing still, exhausted after running earlier.

"Madam! Sit here, madam! Mari! Let's get some rest first!" Take Doctor Mirna and tell Tasya to lie on the only bed in the room.

Feeling powerless to resist, Tasya follows Doctor Mirna's invitation. And let the woman's doctor straighten her legs on the mattress, and put a pile of pillows behind Tasya's head. Assisted by two other female nurses who were there.

Shortly thereafter, a nurse handed Tasya electrolyte water in a bottle. The direct Tasya grace up to half her.

Feeling refreshed after drinking, Tasya wanted to immediately ask the situation on the deck. He was worried about Daffa. However, just a word that he said, Doctor Mirna had immediately forbidden him to speak first.

"Well. huh.. Bagaiba.."

"Pacify yourself, madam! Safe situation under control. Madam should rest a lot first. Because Madam has just been through a difficult time this half an hour. Think of a fetus in Madam's womb that needs the calm and physical condition of Madam who must stay fit!" Advice from Dr. Mirna.

"Huh.alright. But.."

"Yes, Madame. Later I will inform you of Mr. Daffa's condition. But I'm sure, very soon Sir will definitely also catch Madam here!" Doctor Mirna said with confidence.

"Is she?" Tanya Tasya asked for reassurance.

"Yes! So Madam rest. Or is Madam hungry? Would I call a chef to make you something Madam likes?" Ask Dr. Mirna for attention.

Actually, Tasya was reluctant to eat at this time. But he realized that the dark taste was also mixed with hunger that attacked his stomach. There is a fetal dede that Tasya must take care of as well at this time.

Finally, Tasya nodded weakly.

"Yes. Chicken soup like that. Don't be too much" Tasya said, asking for help.

Doctor Mirna then told one of her nurses to prepare chicken soup for Tasya. He sat down near Tasya to check his heart rate. After learning that her heart rate has returned to normal, then Dr. Mirna feels calm.

The next few minutes, Tasya accidentally fell asleep after exhaustion through all the events of today. And Mirna's doctor pulled the blanket over Tasya's shoulder. Just then sit guarding on one of the sofas near the mattress.

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Meanwhile...

Karina felt her heart about to jump, the first time she heard the sound of a bullet whirring. With her heart pounding, Karina cast a spell so that no bullets would be aimed at her hidden behind a plastic package that was on the bench behind the speed boat.

Unceasingly his mouth and mind cast a spell. Hope Frans can be conquered and never had time to ride this speed boat.

About fifteen minutes that felt like hours and hours of bullet rippling through the night air on a yacht bobbing in the ocean.

Karina began to feel the cold of the night piercing her skin which was only wrapped in a night dress that was not how thick.

Again he cursed his recklessness to hide on this speedboat. After all, how could his energy be able to fight against the strong power of Frans, if it was true that the man would run away on this speed boat?

It seems that there is something short of a nerve in his head. So that he can have the recklessness to carry out this crazy idea of his.

Karina's legs already felt tingling because for a long time she sat on her stomach on a speed boat. His neck was too sore. But amazingly he has the determination to stay in conditions that are very uncomfortable.

'OKAY. This I have decided. So obviously, I have to do it to the end. But hopefully the jerk guy first died of gunfire. Aamij!' karina's prayer in my heart.

But later..

Brakes.

Back, Karina's heart was pounding. Moreover, when he heard the sound of a bullet whirring that felt very close to the position of his head.

"Yes God! Yes Forgive! Yes Forgive! What the hell was that?!" Karina accidentally floated when a bullet managed to nest on the left body of the speed boat that was close to her head.

But immediately after spitting, he immediately closed his mouth tightly. Worried if the person who was passing this speed boat accidentally heard his voice.

Thankfully, after a few seconds of silent waiting, Karina realized that the person driving this speedboat seemed to have not realized its existence.

Nervously, Karina peeked through the plastic she lifted a little. And look at the steering wheel, a face that he hates so much right now. Frans.

Karina's eyes were suddenly fierce with angry emotions. Lost already the nervousness and hesitation that had been shadowing him to do the crazy idea of riding this speed boat. Because now Karina is wracked with feelings of wanting to kill the man who has brought the greatest damage in her life.

Damage that can never be repaired again, even with anything. Trust in himself.

Frans made Karina not only lose her virginity. But also his self-esteem and confidence to look at the world. The jerk arbitrarily hurt, without knowing the impact the damage he had now caused to the young woman.

After the speedboat was far enough from the bullet range of Daffa's men on the Yacth, Frans laughed heartily at Daffa and his troops.

The more emotional Karina. I want it to feel like he's gagged the mouth of that son of a bitch so he can no longer boast.

"Take a look at you, Frans!"

Finally, when it felt the time was right, Karina also deftly poked out from behind a pile of plastic. Maybe because the night wind is beating fast enough or the speed boat engine is also roaring quite noisy, making Frans not aware of the appearance of Karina figure behind him.

And, with complete confidence, Karina simply stabbed the medium-sized fruit knife into Frans' left back with all her might.

Frans roared in pain with a stab wound to his back. Frans turned around, but again got a puncture wound from Karina who had been quick to pull out her knife with a trembling hand. This time the knife from Karina's hand hit the area above Frans' left chest.

Frans felt the pain again. This time a second stab hit his heart. Frans looked at Karina with a surprised look.

Didn't expect that this slender woman in front of his eyes was able to give him a very fatal wound.

"You?! Ru-bah ke-cil!" Umpat Frans stammered.

Just finishing that one swearing, fresh blood spurted from the tip of Frans mouth. One hand of the young man was still holding the speedboat steering. While he half turned his body backwards, towards Karina.

In the lack of lighting, Frans felt the appearance of Karina looked like a goddess of death who would take her life.

The long hair that fluttered in the wind. Pale white with fierce eyes that looked at Frans with a sharp look. As well as one tiny hand of Karina who held the knife firmly in front of her chest. It was as if the knife was the life-reviving device he had.

"Beautiful!" Lirih Frans at the end of the rest of her breath. Before his hand lost control of the speed boat handle. So that causes the speedboat to drift to the right and upside down.

Frans is unaware of the world's reverse when he falls with Speed Boat and Karina. The only thing caught by her sense of the netra is the figure of the goddess of death who now looks scared because she wants to fall into the sea with Frans.

Spontaneously, Frans grabbed his hand forward, toward the goddess's waist. Eventually they both fell into the ocean on that cold night.

In Frans mind, his mind felt empty. Among the consciousness that began to detach from his body, Frans took the time to say goodbye to the goddess of death who had taken his life.

'Sayonara.' hello Frans swallowed the water bubble.

His eyes were still staring at the goddess who was now pushing him away. Suddenly there was a feeling of tightness in the young man's heart over the rejection he had just received from the goddess.

Frans had hoped, the goddess would accompany him to dive into the coldness and concentration of the ocean with him. A pity.. The Goddess had obviously rejected him.

Frans nodded slowly. His chest feels burning. And he found it hard to catch his breath. But there's nothing he can do now. All power seemed to have gone away from his body.

All the pain that attacked his body made him feel very sleepy now. And Frans, finally succumbed to that drowsiness.

The only thing that became Frans' last hope at that time was, he hoped to dissolve with water in this ocean. So that he no longer felt the cold that pierced his soul and body, as he was feeling right now.

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