The Tetuka Adiwira

The Sikayat Negarakrtgama Ihwal Enambelas

Feeling something strange and wrong, I immediately shouted to Erika. “Erika, quickly get in the car!” myrag.

Erika was shocked, her eyes were round.

“Quick in! Fast!” I screamed louder once more.

Despite looking shocked, Erika deftly opened the door and got into the car.

I'll be right up.

I never thought I was lucky. Not yet had my hand reached the door, I felt my shirt being pulled by someone and I was jolted violently and thrown backwards. My tailbone slammed into the concrete floor. The pain reaches the head. Yet I still stunt yelling, “Erika, lock the door, go!”

Two people approached and tried to open the door of the locked car. I watched Erika inside there looking panicked and occasionally screaming seeing the two people trying to forcefully open the door.

“Open! Let's open!” one of the mysterious people snapped and threatened Erika.

I'm afraid that if Erika doesn't leave immediately, and there's no one passing through this parking area, they'll be desperate to break the windshield to reach Erika. When it came to that, I would not dare to imagine what would happen to Erika.

I tried to stand up, but one raw bogem hit me in the face.

The sting of pain attacks the cheek that is sent back to the brain.

My position is actually still sitting. My efforts to stand up were fruitless. Conversely, due to the blow, my head looked so extreme backwards that it hit the benton floor.

My head hurts so bad, my ears are ringing. Although my eyes could still clearly see two other men above me, my nose felt numb.

“Greetings from Sigalagala Hall. He tipped a message so you keep your mouth,” said one of the men.

The man who seemed to be the one who hit me earlier, despite using the word ‘loe’, but it is undeniable his thick Javanese accent and accent.

After saying that sentence, the medhok man grabbed my hair. With all my might I held his hand and tried to break away. But he was too strong, and I was too dizzy. I stood up from the pain and followed the pull of her hand over my hair.

Until I finally managed to be forced into a standing position, the other man came and beat my stomach with a kick.

The kick was so loud that my stomach seemed to want to come out. This is aggravated by numbness in the face and stinging in my head due to stumbling on the floor and still being grabbed.

I can still see Erika's car starting to light up. The car's roar echoed inside the parking area.

But why hasn't he left yet?

Erika looked at me from behind the car glass. However, I had no voice to shout for him to leave. I don't want him to ignore me and leave this damned place immediately.

The man who grabbed my hair let go of his hand. I stood staggered. Before long I saw one of the men who tried to open the door of Erika's car pull out an object from behind her jacket that I believe is a revolver gun and pointed it to the front window of Erika's car.

I was angry and panicked. There is no fear, but rather worry that strikes my soul. So, I butted, pushing the chest of the man who grabbed me earlier with all my might. That guy fell.

I also punched someone else right in the face. That guy probably didn't expect me to put up such a fight. He just flinched a little. My punch may not be too strong, compared to their power. But that was enough to give me a chance to go.

I ran roaring towards the revolver holder and planned to hit him hard.

Damn, my body was not really able to get to the rodent because it was detained from behind.

Fatal result.

They easily resisted all my blows. One hit on my face, another hit on the back of my skull, and one final blow had struck my chin leaving me dazed and once again plunged into the cold concrete floor.

The red liquid covered my respiratory cavity, making it difficult for me to breathe.

Not only until there, when I try to breathe and while still being aware, kick after kick into the stomach, back, waist and even my head. They also do not hesitate to trample my body curved like a sleeping cat. Maybe one of my ribs was broken.

My eyes twitched, I wasn't sure I could hold on.

I heard a loud explosion.

The loud noise was not as loud as the ringing in my ear as it had been struck earlier, but the loud sound of the revolver erupted into my heart without mercy.

Erika, Erika, Erika .. only her name I can say with a groan that I myself have difficulty hearing. I seemed to want to cry, but it was too difficult as blood covered my mouth, nose and face.

Suddenly I realized that the kick to my body had now stopped. I painstakingly positioned myself to look towards Erika's car. With a crawling position and blurred vision, I saw an extraordinary event.

A silhouette moved quickly. The speed of the shadow is beyond sense.

Each of his movements was followed by a shout, which I believe was a shout coming out from the mouth of the horde of men who attacked us.

It's like I'm looking at a scene in a found footage movie or a documentary. No matter how impossible this was, it all really happened.

There was one body that floated pushed hard by the silhouette figure.

I also heard the ringing sound of broken bones.

There was a molar and a cracked skull.

There are many body sounds.

That incredible fast thing was recorded in my head. In just a moment, four opponents were thrown here and there.

Soon the mood returned to silence. The silhouette was now standing up .. staring at me.

I felt a soft hand touch my body, as fragrant as it entered my nose through the smell of blood rust.

That smell is so familiar to me. That's Erika's scent. Yeah, I saw Erika. His face was worried about me. His voice I don't hear anymore. I felt my body rise into the air. I feel like my body is very light. In between my consciousness, I found myself floating, lifted from the concrete floor into Erika's car. It was like there was a great power lifting me up easily.

A baritone voice sounded.

“I appreciate your efforts to support my actions. But you have to be more careful. Too much rot in this country,” the voice of the baritone was clearly talking to me.

“Erika, please take her to the hospital. I hope he is okay, the hospital will handle and treat him.”

The sound was gone, the sound of a loud whirring wind and the sound of a car. I was unconscious for a long time.