TOUCH MY HEART'S

TOUCH MY HEART'S
Episode 33



A roaring sound rang out that night. Gibran sat


on a motorcycle with a forward-looking focus. In his eyes there is only


jack's face he wants to finish off. Facial


it was playing around in his eyes as memories of two years ago were coming to play


in Gibran's eyes. How they kicked Gibran's bike to the ground and


how they fucked their lover


with the heat and kill him. Gibran could not forgive the incident.


That night the race was very crowded


with children of motorcycle genk whose age is still a dozen years and twenty


annual. Jack's friends were there too. They drink hard and some smoke marijuana.


While Maryati was feeling anxious in the room


guest. He squeezed his fingers while pacing. It doesn't


found Gibran in his room. Papa hasn't


back from the office. Maryati's mind was becoming more and more erratic. It takes


his phone and immediately contact Titin.


“Tin, Gibran is not in his room.”


He said with an anxious voice. “Tante worries Gibran goes to wild races.”


“Quiet, Aunt. Give it to me. My


will search Gibran.”


“Help aunt, Tin.”


“Iya, Aunt.” Answer Titin while


ended talk. Titin hung up her phone and walked out of the house.


“Where are you going, Tin?” ask the gods when Titin


take the helmet off the top of the buffet.


“You find the wind. Why why?”


“It's late, Tin. Don't need you


find the wind outside. You want to fuck again, right?”


“That's it, you don't have to interfere!” Word


Ketus titin.


The core goes to the garage and pulls out


his motor. As usual he turned on the motor with a loud roaring sound.


Brumm.


black before the Gods blocked his intentions. The gods just shake their heads.



The cheers of the motorcycle genk boy


that night. Jack and his friends were there. The sound of a roaring motor


made a scene that night. Some of the bikes are already on the starting line.


Gibran also arrived at the race course


pay attention to the faces of the motorcycle genk who participated in the race. Sangar's faces


which makes people shudder when they see it. Gibran parked his bike at


walk the road while sitting in the back.


The noise was heard again. Now heard


jack's voice guiding the race. Jack held the whistle while brandishing


flag to space. He began to count mundul. 5, 4, 3, 2, 1 go! All riders


run and reveal his motorcycle. They were speeding on the black road


while making such a style.


Gibran's eyes looked at the middle Jack


laughing with other friends. Liquor is lying on a small table in


field angle. Gibran bent his fingers until he made a sound. Temporal


Titin was looking for Gibran where he was. Titin dyed looking


gibran. He didn't find the guy.


Fifteen minutes later, the serine sounds


the police surprised everything. Jack and his friends are busy looking for a motorcycle


and Titin immediately barks the motor. Gibran also heard the sound of the car


the police chased Jack.


All in chaos saved themselves


respectively. Some police managed to catch some of the children of the motorcycle genk and


catch some who consume meth. Some cops are after the genk kid


the motor that escaped. Gibran is still chasing after the fleeing Jack


selves.


Titin sees Gibran chasing Jack. He followed Gibran's bike and tried


chased him. A chase took place on the highway.


some vehicle. Jack kept going fast. The grudge in Gibran's heart is growing


be pregnant. He wants to finish Jack off and chase the man down


be able.


Motor Jack turned right, at malan


the streets are deserted. The night was getting late and Gibran's motor grazed Jack's motor.


Gibran kicked Jack's motorcycle until the guy's motorbike was screwed and crashed in the body


the walk. Jack slammed into the street a few feet away. It hurts and rises


limpedly. Gibran stopped his motorcycle and picked up a stick


the iron he carried. Gibran approaches Jack while dragging the buying rod in


asphalt road. The iron was hoarding a screeching sound.


Jack took off his helmet cover and


look at the guy who approached her. Jack moved backwards when he regained consciousness


if the guy in front of her is the guy Titin told her about.


“Please don't kill me!” Said Jack with


trembling voice. Gibran swung the iron into the sky and wanted to hit Jack. But sound


Titin.


“Gibraan! Don't!” Shouted Titin while


stop the motorcycle. “please Gibran, don't do that. Let the law


avenge you!”


Gibran's face was still flushed and remembered


all the treatment of Jack and his friends. Gibran didn't care and kicked


jack's face with his right leg. Blood spilled from Jack's nose.


“I beg your pardon, Gibran.” Said Jack


implored.


“Gibran! Please, I beg you!” Said Titin


looks panicked.


The night was hot with a vengeance


smoulder. Titin was very confused as to how. Gibran just kept hitting Jack.


Two motors approached


their place. The two motorcycles were policemen chasing after the boy. Gibran


he held his hand up and hit Jack with a lump of iron.


“Do not move!” Suddenly that voice


smouldering and they pointed the gun at Gibran.


“Gibran!! Stop!” Shouted Titin again.


Gibran did not care and hit Jack


until the guy stopped his breathing.


DOOOR!!! The gun sounds and


about Gibran's back. Gibran collapsed and Titin screamed hysterically. Gibran


killed at the hands of police.


“GIBRAANN!!!  NOOO!!”



Titin sat pensively in the police car. It doesn't


can save Gibran and he can't have to face the Maryati


hope for him with Gibran's safety. All the way to the office


police, Titin is just pensive and down. Titin was unable to


contacting Maryati.


After being processed at the police station, Titin


home allowed. Titin went straight to the hospital to see Gibran's body.


And before long he was out, Titin arrived at the hospital. Titin meets with Maryati


the one crying sniffled in the chair near the morgue. Titin approached with


slowly.


“Sorry to me, aunt. I can't


saving Gibran.” Sissy speech. Maryati looked at Titin


heavy.


“Everything's happened, Tin. This is already


fate of aunt. Auntie never blamed you.” Maryati said while deleting


water with tissue.


The atmosphere was ambushed in the hospital.


Gibran left for good after avenging his revenge.