Thorny Love

*Chapter 82

What Laila said, was well received by Sintya and Riska. The two of them stopped the debate, with Riska returning to her seat.

Seeing that Sintya had calmed down, Laila immediately invited Sintya to sit near Riska. At first Sintya refused, but, because her brother forced her, she resigned by following what Laila said.

"Now, we must think of the best path for all of us. Find a way that we can be free from these iron bars," Laila said while looking at Riska and Sintya alternately.

"I have one idea. But, this is very risky for us. If we make a wrong move, our lives will be at stake. However, the success of this idea should not be doubted. If we succeed, then we will be free forever, without having to be chased by the police again" said Sintya with a sweet smile.

"What ideas do you have?" ask Riska reluctantly.

"We're going to create a fire in this prison. The three of us will be the victims" Sintya said with a smile on her lips.

"What! You're crazy, yeah!" Riska screamed so that everyone there turned their attention to the cells in Riska.

"What is this storm?" ask the police who are standing there to be disturbed.

"Sorry to the police, his emotions are unstable. Please understand and forgive him," said Laila asked for understanding.

"This time I won't punish you. But remember, do not make a fuss and disturb the calm again. Or ... you three will be affected," said the policeman, then left the cell they inhabited after saying the threat to the three of them.

"Crazy for you. Almost only we get a punishment, because of your blurry voice," said Sintya annoyed after the departure of the police guard earlier.

"What you say ...."

"Sstttt." Laila acted quickly by closing Riska's mouth so that her voice would not be heard by the police guards.

"Shut up, or we'll get punished" Laila said before releasing Riska.

"Lo what the hell. Your sister starts first" Riska said annoyedly.

"I'm sorry Sintya. He was like that. His emotions are always explosive. Understandably, he'll be a teenager."

"For you Sintya. Please don't get angry again. We're friends here" Laila told her sister.

"But mbak, he started first." Sintya did not accept.

"Bak asks you to be able to hold back your emotions a little. Do you want us to be punished just because your emotions aren't in place?"

Sintya. It seemed, she had no other way but to listen and follow what her brother had said.

"Now tell me what your real plan is. If that's the best way and the only way we've got, then we'll do it" Laila said seriously.

"Yes, that too I already know. You said that already. But the way, you don't say how," said Riska annoyed.

"Then listen carefully to what I say. Do not play nyamber aja rich fire gasoline blaze," said Sintya no less upset.

"Oh, that's it. You two here's why, arguing. Now, we have to support each other and work together. It's not a debate," said Laila back to mediate.

"Sintya, now tell me how can we create a fire? We are not in custody now. Where can we create a fire, if only we have no fire."

"That's about easy Laila. I've been thinking about how I can burn this rag. Just leave it to me all that," Sintya said with a smile.

"You said this was all very risky, our lives were at stake. But, you didn't say how you would create a fire in this field. You want us to die here? Huh yeah?" Riska regained her emotions because Sintya did not say her plan.

"Yes deck. If you don't tell us your plan, then we won't know what we have to do to help ourselves."

"Tomorrow morning, you must be alert to the sound of explosions from the direction of the kitchen," Sintya said.

"You mean?" ask Riska still doesn't understand.

Sintya said part of his plan. Tomorrow before dawn, he will pretend to have a stomachache and ask permission to make warm ginger to relieve the pain in his stomach. That's when he'll leak the gas canister in the kitchen.

While she does so, Sintya asks Laila and Riska to head for the bathroom. Incidentally, the bathroom is not far from the kitchen. When he creates a fire coming from the kitchen, Laila and Riska are asked to pretend to be burned and badly injured in front of the police.

Of course, everyone will panic. Especially if you see a victim from the fire. That way, the panicked policemen will definitely take the victim to the hospital. There, they will execute a second plan. Got the doctors there saying they were all dead. Either way, they should be able to convince the police that they're dead.

If successful, they will eliminate their old identity. They will be free, but with a new identity. The old identity they will bury with the bodies of others later.

"Your plans are too crazy and unreasonable" Riska said mockingly.

"Yes, if you don't want to then you don't have to come. But remember, never divulge any of this to those cops," Sintya said.

"Ris, if you don't want to follow this plan, then your only chance of being free will vanish. Don't you want to get out of here, then take your revenge on Zia who took your childhood best friend. They are married now. You were just forgotten by your childhood friend because of Zia's influence" Laila said, trying to convince Riska to follow their plan.

Benak Riska slowly confirmed what Laila said. He felt the heat in his heart. Revenge now takes over Riska, defeating the fear that originally lay in her heart.

"alright. I'll go along with your plans. I hope we succeed and we can be free of these prisoners. Because I can't wait to give Zia a valuable lesson" Riska said as she clasped her hand with a straight forward look.

Laila and Sintya were against each other. Smiles rose from the lips of the two of them, because it has managed to convince Riska to take part in the plan that has been stacked Sintya.

If Riska refuses. Then the plan won't go well. Not only did it not run smoothly, but rather, they could not run. Because Riska will definitely foil their plan, if Riska is not willing to come along.