The River House

56. Red enveloped book

DOORRRRR

The sound of a firearm echoing in the air. A sound that can make the whole forest quiet. A few drops of thick red liquid poured into the grass.

"Aarrgghhhh,"

The sound of groans of pain accompanied by the collapse of a thick and muscular body. Hendra knelt down, holding his bloody thigh. The hot tin was lodged in his reddened flesh.

"Brengseekkk! Baj*ng*n!" Hendra growled withstanding the pain, spilling anger.

"I'm currently acting as an appraiser. And I'm disappointed in your performance. The beautiful screenplay that Zainul had composed was destroyed by an amateur like you!" Bayu shook his head slowly.

"I who should not interfere and only as an audience, was forced to enter the storyline. The tomb of Zainul. Inevitably I had to eliminate him," Bayu sighed.

Bayu remembered when he was looking for where Galang was left in the forest. He found the bank employee lost in the Zainul tomb area. Eventually Bayu decided to harm Galang. But because there was a little doubt in his heart, Galang instead managed to injure Bayu's left leg and run away.

"Do you think I'm not trying to find Galang, huh? That night I let go of my pet dog to find Galang. The animal is trained. When I take it out of his cage, it will surely strike anyone but me, his master," Hendra still held onto his wounded thigh. He had trouble trying to stand up.

"But it seems that brengs*k Galang has nine lives," Hendra smiled wryly.

"What do you mean?" Bayu walked over to Hendra. He's still pointing his gun. Bayu remembered very well, the bullet was only one item left.

"I met the villagers. They found Galang in a condition of severe injuries. But he's still alive. I don't think I'm the only one who's an amateur Bayu. Even you failed to take the life of one person. At least I managed to take away the eight cursed human lives," Hendra chuckled, mocking Bayu.

"You also realize, it is not that taking the life of one human being is not easy. Unlike the screenplay or writing a novel that is so easy to kill one by one character. Realizing Zainul's dream by staging his last drama scenario, at least I managed to do it, right? Ha ha ha," Hendra laughed. His voice sounded loud, the burden of thought that had been tormenting his mind as if it had vanished.

"Shut up!" Jerky Bayu.

"What's? I did what Zainul wrote. If you care about her, you should thank me" Hendra kept laughing at Bayu.

"We come from SMPs who are different from them, and have always been the monthly moon material. They show superiority because they feel we are a minority. I who was initially lazy to socialize and just wanted to finish education as soon as possible, arrived to meet and get to know Zainul when entering the drama club. I was immediately amazed by him. He who really likes drama art, also fictional stories look very prominent in the club. He seemed to be trying to break the assumption that minority students could not achieve. But, all his ideals and dreams were forcibly snatched away by the human biad*b. Even through my hands, she had burns on half of her face and body" Hendra looked dreamy.

"For years I blamed myself. I set up institutions and social foundations to help people who are experiencing mental stress. I did it to heal my heart. Until I finally found out, that Mella and the people from the drama club were guilty. So when the scenario written in this book was handed over entirely by Zainul to me, without a second thought I agreed to do so. This is my penance, my barrel-busting," Hendra looks twinkling. He showed me the red-coated book he had in his hand.

"And finally you use the identity of Zainul, go to the villagers and build this house by the river right?" Bayu squinted his eyes.

"I don't guess, but I know," Bayu chimed in.

"What do you mean?" Hendra was surprised.

"Ha ha ha. .it turns out you were right tol*l Hendra. Isn't it obvious that I also know the scenario that Zainul has drafted. I also have the same book" Bayu said, showing a book with a cover color similar to Hendra's.

"How can you?" Hendra glared in disbelief.

"So, I am a connoisseur of Zainul's work. When I was in school, I didn't participate in the drama. But I've always been the number one fan of the stories and screenplays he's created. In the end, Zainul and I had a friendship that needed each other. I need his work for me to enjoy and he needs me as a loyal fan of his work. I was the only one who was with him when he was down. I accompanied him when he decided to drop out of school. I helped her to promote her writing to the publisher," Bayu sighed slowly.

"Until the end, he composed this story. A revenge scenario he wrote so neatly. He asked me for help, so that I would try to get into the police. Why that? It was all for the sake of making it easier to find information about drama club members. So for years Zainul and I have been watching you all. We know you are the only one who regrets and is devastated by the tragedy of Zainul being doused in chemical water. So, we chose you to be the executor. And to convince you, Zainul decided to end his life in the old cabin in the middle of the forest. You feel guilty, finally getting motivated to carry out the scenario written by Zainul," Bayu looks grinning widely.

"You lied!" Bentak Hendra's.

"What am I lying to? That's the truth" Bayu.

"If you know, why did you let him end his life? What kind of friend are you?" Hendra clenched his hands tightly.

"I am the number one supporter of Zainul's work. Whatever he does in the name of his work, I will support him. Even I was next to him when he died on the rope," Bayu said casually.

"You're really crazy!" Hendra pointed to Bayu.

"Why don't you get suspicious at all, when you find out in this revenge scenario that one outsider from the club is invited, me?" Bayu asked.

"Oiya, about Mella. Zainul never considered Mella as the cause of her blistering face. At that time Mella as the chairman of the property had indeed prepared the chemical liquid. However, the water should have been used during the drama. Do you know who Mella's target is for chemical flushes? The target is the creation. At that time Dipta played your son Hendra. Chemical water is indeed for use during staging. But because you are chatty about wanting to memorize the dialogue, in the end even Zainul who was doused in dangerous chemical water. "

"So, the burning of Zainul is wrong who is Hendra Asmara?" Bayu asked and once again prepared to pull the trigger.

*Connected ___

BTW two days ago is not healthy anymore, sorry I just got up 🙏*