The Sky and the Stars

The Late Past 3

While in a different place, the young man who works as a chef in the starry restaurant is now experiencing a torn wound on his left thigh. Sharp object incision wound with a diameter of almost 10cm extends to his upper thigh.

Ferdi tied the wound using his shirt. He got into his car after successfully paralyzing several people dressed in plainclothes with a large body and sangar.

For the sake of his best friend who also almost lost his life because of the work of the mercenaries he now grimaces withstanding the wounds that have been sore along his thighs.

And beside him now looks his best friend is also in a state no less bad than him. The handsome man leaned his back against the back of the chair.

Fresh blood was still seen pouring out from behind the white shirt he was wearing. The wound he got from the touch of a pointed object made of metal. Fortunately, the ammunition only scratches the skin of his arm if it is not certain that the man's life is no longer in his body.

"Are you crazy to fight those executioners without the help of your grandfather's men?" Ferdi began to pick up his best friend with interesting questions.

The young man grimaced. Not grimacing from his wounds alone but also grimacing at Ferdi's question.

"They were my grandfather's men!" the answer.

"Huh? Is your grandfather not sane? He wants to kill you? Crazy." Ferdi couldn't believe what was happening right now.

"He's not just crazy, he's a psychopath!"

Ferdi just shook his head.

"Where are we? To the hospital or_?"

"To headquarters only!" cut quick.

With the rest of the power almost exhausted Ferdi drove his car at an average speed. Until no less than 30 minutes the car he drove was entered in a building with a classic European design.

The building consists of only three floors with a large door that rises. Around the building there are vines that almost cover the entire surface of the building.

If you look at a glance the building is not worth to be occupied. Plus the building is located quite far from the capital's residential area.

Ferdi continued to drive his car into the door. The building with a slightly golden paint further adds to the belief that the building is just a creepy old building.

Just to the east of the building is a passageway to the basement. The hallway can only be passed by two-wheeled vehicles. Or if in an emergency like today they are forced to use a secret door with a card that only has two people and one of the card owners is Nathan.

"Hurry up and do your job, Derren!" Ferdi ruled over one of his comrades who was inside the room. The man immediately laid himself on the mat that was available there.

The same thing Nathan did.

"What's going on?" derren asked as he untied the shirt wrapped around Ferdi's injured thigh.

Ferdi hissed as the bond slipped.

"Don't ask me, Der! I feel almost out of breath!" Ferdi complained.

Without asking anything more, the bespectacled man immediately cut off the material pants that Ferdi was wearing. The thick black upholstery is cut from the right to the left up to 20cm. Then the scissors sped up almost to the waist, then circled around the side again until the torn cloth almost resembles a rectangle.

The bespectacled man who works as a surgeon is now starting to inject local anesthesia under the skin contained in the wound.

"Lumayan has his wound!" The doctor slightly made a joke while his hand began to embroider the shiny thread with the tip of the needle slightly bent.

Ferdi glared and the young doctor put a witty smile on his lips.

"Relax Bro..it won't hurt as much as a broken heart!" candelessly.

"Ck. What do you know about heartbreak?"

Ferdi cursed in his heart. Oath by the sour taste of lemon if he is not injured at this time he made sure this one rancid doctor will get the right reward from his speech. But good luck was siding with the young doctor so he would not get anything in return at this time.

"By the way how's your story going with the hotel owner's son?"

And in that second Ferdi remembered someone. That girl, the son of the owner of the hotel that is meant by Derren...now? Ah, Ferdi instantly got up from his lying position. He stands up but Derren's clasps restore his sanity.

"Hey, it's not finished!" snapped Derren.

Ferdi snorted, "Then get it over with!" his orders.

Nathan, who lay weakly on the mat next to Ferdi, could only shake his head in the manner of the two men.

Like a forgotten man, Nathan is now only resigned to the pain that has spread throughout his body. His head was dizzy and heavy. But he had to wait for the only doctor at their base to finish treating the patient who had saved his life.

"Come on Der, get this over with! I gotta go right away."

Derren sneered but afterwards he smiled with relief having completed over twenty stitches in Ferdi's thigh. Fifteen stitches for the inside and twelve stitches on the outside.

Without kidnapping the wound that had just been sewn, Ferdi immediately left the place. Ignoring the strange looks of his two colleagues. In Ferdi's mind right now was just that girl, Laras.

***

With his entire body bruised and fresh blood continuously dripping from the corners of his lips as well as his nose. The girl continued to rebel in the support of the foreign man's large body.

I don't know where the one heartless man came from . He was like a terrifying beast. He also looks like a disgusting madman. He was like a demonic incarnation that came out of the crust of hell.

Instantly the world of the beautiful moon-eyed girl was shattered. His life seemed to fuse together with the loss of honor he had. All of it was forcibly snatched away with an extremely painful taste.

No one can describe how bad the night is. Not only cold but also dark.

Like a storm that ravages the earth and after that it passes. Then all he left behind was useless rubble.

The storm has taken away all the beauty it has. Leave the ugliness that will continue to unfold throughout his life.

Now he just curled up in the dark corner of the room. Hiding his face between his knees. Her tears had run out, but her frail body was still shaking violently. He shivered, because the clothes he was wearing were not intact.

The sound of the door being opened along with the bright rays of the lights being turned on did not make him move at all. His body was petrified like his heart that suddenly froze at this moment.

"Without?" The man shouted in surprise to find the room where he lived irregularly. Fragments of the objects the girl threw to protect herself were still scattering into the room.

Ferdi was looking for the whereabouts of the woman. The girl he had secretly loved all this time. The girl was now curled up behind a table in the corner of the room.

"Laraaaa...!"

He approached. He understood what the girl had just experienced.

Ferdi wanted to embrace the girl but soon the girl screamed hysterically against anyone touching her body.

"Sorry!"

Seriate...

Jrheng...jte..jreng!!!