Treasure, Throne, Glow Up

The Return of the Enemy in the Past

BRUKK!

There was a clear sound of a loud impact Raka's body collided with the car, making the man slammed backward. Devi who witnessed that could only fall into shock. All pedestrians try to chase the car, but they can not match the speed of the car.

Devi tried to stand up in disbelief with what she saw. Raka limped over to Devi, if that was someone else might have been unconscious.

But Raka, still strong to walk , Devi could see the fresh blood flowing soaked Raka's forehead with her heavy breath slightly trembling.

"I need water." said Raka Lirih.

Devi began to panic, she ran towards the nearest roadside stall, Raka was no longer strong to stand choosing to sit on the sidewalk. Many passersby cared about her, but all offers from them were rejected on the grounds that Raka was not so eager to receive something from a stranger.

"This is the water." Devi gave Raka 1liter of bottled water. Sure enough, Raka used the water to drink and wash the bloodied face. Devi who saw that was very surprised. "Are we not going to the hospital?" ask Devi.

"No need." Reject Raka firmly.

Devi saw a father approaching them.

"With Jaka's father?" ask the gentlemen.

It turns out that he is the online taxi driver that Raka ordered.

"God I forgot." Raka tried to stand up, Devi swiftly pushed Raka towards the car.

"So who was your accident?" ask the driver who helped.

"Yes." answered Raka briefly.

Slowly Devi and the driver tried to sit Raka in the passenger seat, Raka tried to lift her foot inside.

"Thank you." said Raka.

BLAM!

Devi violently closed the car door, Devi turned around to get on and the driver was waiting inside.

BLAM!

For the second time Devi closed the door and then the driver ran the car.

"Aren't you going to the hospital first?" Tawar the driver, saw Raka who had been holding a forehead.

Devi looks at Raka, hoping the man will.

"No need, just deliver us." said Raka still kekeh did not want to go to the hospital.

Devi looked at Raka, with her own initiative she tried to give her handkerchief to hold the blood that had been flowing, Raka received the white handkerchief without hesitation.

"Is that sick?" ask Devi worried.

"Of course, if ordinary people would have been dead. But luckily my stamina was strong to hold everything back." Raka said proudly.

"Go home, I'll treat the wound." Devi Pinta.

Raka looked at Devi. "Can I?" ask Raka.

"Who said you can't?" devi asked annoyed.

Raka chuckled with a small laugh.

"If you don't want to go to the hospital, I'll call a subscription masseur."

"Surgeon? Is that the same as messenger?" ask Raka to guess.

"Virtually the same but much different." replied Devi.

Raka furrowed her eyebrows at the sign of not knowing what Devi was saying.

......~*~......

AAKK!!

Shouted Raka as Devi tried to clean her wound with alcohol.

"How the hell! It's okay, why is this hysterical scream!?" devi asked annoyed with shock.

Raka laughed a little. "sorry. Please continue."

Devi continued with caution. He was still thinking, how can Raka be able to withstand all this, if even there are most of them have a past that is so painful and finally the sufferer has been accustomed to all this, he said, for them, it has become an everyday food.

"Devi." Call the Father who enters the house carrying a middle-aged woman.

"Huh? What's?" tanya Raka knew nothing.

Nek Asih tried to check Raka's wrist, of course it must be very painful, but stubbornly he held it all.

"What's wrong with you?" ask nek Asih.

"He's a hit-and-run victim" Devi replied.

"Have you been to the hospital to check it out?" ask nek Asih.

Raka shakes. "I'm not going there no matter what."

"Son Jaka don't be stubborn, maybe not now it's okay, but-"

"I'm not going there!!" raka shouted cutting off the words of Father.

Perhaps out of annoyance, Raka left them.

"Braca!!" shouts Devi trying to chase after Raka.

Father's eyebrows furrowed when he heard Devi calling Jaka by the name of Raka.

...~*~...

"Raka, come on." Take Devi.

But it seems like Raka doesn't care about herself by pretending to contact someone. Devi could not do anything, even she had no right to ban Raka.

"Go home." Banish Raka.

"Is Robin going to pick you up?" ask Devi.

Raka shakes. "My other driver." answered Raka.

"Alright, be careful." Devi stepped back trying to leave Raka with a heavy heart.

Raka's eyes were never separated from Devi who stepped away from her. Suddenly his phone rang, he saw the phone screen bearing the name Robin.

"Where are you?" ask Raka.

[It looks like there will be a Ajeng and Robin version of the story. Wait ya🤗]

...~*~...

Shelf got out of the car, because Robin could not pick him up he was forced to book a taxi online back. I don't know why Raka never wanted to ride her own private car. Seeing his employer home all the workers there welcomed Raka's arrival, they were very surprised by Raka's condition that was not bad, the shirt, pants that he was wearing torn and there were several blisters in several areas of his body.

"Raka, what happened to you?" rita asked who knew from one of her aides.

The woman tried to check every wound of Raka. "Is this sick?" ask Rita.

"I'm fine mom, you take it easy." said Raka calmly, walking into the house.

"Where's Robin?" rita asked as she did not see the man.

"There's business to be done" Raka said in defense of Robin.

"If you meet her, you'll teach her a lesson." explains Rita.

"Here you go, ma'am, don't interfere! I can finish it myself." Raka began to get uncomfortable with his mother's worried attitude.

Rita looked at her son's departure with a look of pity.

...~*~...

A woman gives an envelope to a man. The man received the envelope with a big smile when he knew the amount of money.

"Why don't you just kill him?" ask the woman.

"I'm sorry, different levels are different in number too" said the man.

"How much?" asked the woman, giving a sharp look. The man grinned widely.

...~*~...

The nurse and the private doctor in the house tried to examine all of Raka's wounds. The man just kept quiet while holding onto something that seemed to be very important to him.

"It looks like the person who killed you has started playing in his new game and the target now is me" Raka said.