The Royal School's

Criminal Hand Feet?

In a dark room, yet thick with the scent of blood, there was a roaring moan from someone.

"Gue's sorry, I really didn't mean it," said the figure of the man lying on the floor covered in his own blood.

in front of him sat a person with a face covered in a black mask. Although his face was not seen, but it can be known that he was now smiling from the grunt that was heard. "Gue always commemorates everyone who works under my supervision, when he forgets the warning that I am watching, then his life will end. There is no chance, because opportunity is only for the weak, and can destroy his own plans" the masked man said.

The masked man again played the knife in his hand, while the victim was staring at the knife misgivings. He already knew the end of his life, but still he continued to hope that the masked man would forgive him, even though it was impossible.

The masked man slightly bent his body. "Why? Do you pray with God?" he looked straight at the victim.

The victim did not answer, but stared at the man. "God will not help people suddenly like lo, Fik," added the man.

Fikri Samka, a second-rate noble student, was one of those who did not acknowledge god. He had been disappointed in God since he was sitting on the bench. The first woman he loved died even though he had prayed constantly to God for his salvation.

The man knew because Fikri was his friend, they had confided and made memories together, but now there was no such thing as a friend for the man, he only cared about his plans, do not be ruined just because of his weak feelings.

Although he never believed in God, but now Fikri has returned to believing in the existence of God, the man does not know it.

"On the matter of how calm you are, I will take care of him after you are not there," said the man made Fikri round his eyes surprised and angry. How could the man know about Sasa, while the girl alone did not know about the feelings she had been craving for about a year.

"Everyone who works under my supervision, I'll find out the ins and outs, so you don't need to be surprised, bro," he continued, then remove the mask that covers his face.

"Don't involve him! He's not wrong, Raz," Fikri said.

Raz got up, then walked up to Fikri who was now sitting leaning against the wall, in a terrible situation. The knife he was holding he used to raise Fikri's chin so that he could stare at the man's bead. "He's not wrong, but he's wrong. Because of my friend, from the beginning I have been ngingetin and nanya lo repeatedly to think well before joining this mission. Butwhat? Lo with his keuke still want to continue, just to know all the secrets about me, you've dig your own grave, Fik."

"You should do my job right. Had it not been for my purpose now, I would not have stayed here. Because you were my first friend when people kept me away. But sorry, your life ends here."

Craatts ....

The knife he had held since then had finally stuck in the heart of the man. Thick red blood gushed out until his face and clothes were splashed with blood. Raz slowly took a few steps back, before long his eyes began to glaze at the face of Fikri who was now lifeless. "Gue can't be a good friend, Fik, but I will be a real man who keeps his promise. Sasa, he'll be safe while I'm around him, I'll try to keep him safe while I can" Raz said with all my heart.

Flashbacks

Fikri watched his friends who were busy with something, what it was, he did not know. Obviously, they look very serious.

"Raz, the plan that we discussed yesterday is still going to be carried out tonight?" ask Faruq.

Raz, who was busy with his laptop, raised his head to look at Faruq. "After I think about it and re-read it, the plan is not too risky, we can use it for the next," he said.

Fikri could only stare at their confused gazes, he had absolutely no idea what they meant, and what they were going to do tonight. "What do you want?" tanyanya spontaneous.

Instantly everyone turned to Fikri who was sitting next to Raz with a guitar on his lap. When they are busy and ignore it, then Fikri can only play the guitar to reduce his boredom.

"Start business" Yuno said lightly.

Yuno's reply made Fikri frown in confusion, why were all his friends staring at Yuno like they were unhappy. "Don't get used to immediately if asked like that, you can just slip and unravel all our plans" said Acio.

Yuno snorted dislike. "Gue nyahut also because the name is Fikri." Yuno defended herself.

"Fikri doesn't join our mission, he doesn't even know all about Raz" Faruq said.

"Faluck!" raz scolds, he doesn't like it when people talk about his relationship with Fikri.

Fikri fell silent, thinking of Faruq's words. He thought he had been very close to Raz, but he was wrong. Although everywhere is always together, but much he does not know about Raz. "Gue wants to join this mission," he said steadily.

The man wants to be more familiar with Raz, so he will always be with Raz from now on.

Raz glared in disbelief, honestly he did not want Fikri to be involved in this mission. "This is not a game of small children or ordinary missions that you can carelessly follow, Fik."

Raz tries to prevent Fikri from getting involved, but the man is very stubborn and determined to join. Actually, he could have refused firmly Fikri to join, but Raz was afraid that it would hurt Fikri's feelings and make him feel that Raz did not consider him anymore because now he already has many friends, unlike in the past.

Faruq and Acio looked at each other, sneaky smiles rising on their faces. Eventually they managed to influence the men protected by Raz.

That night they did not go on a mission, Raz wanted to postpone their action before Fikri was completely convinced of his choice. Many times and everywhere, Raz kept asking questions and trying to persuade Fikri not to follow in his evil plan. However, all in vain, because Fikri has served Raz, a figure he greatly admired.