
Rama stood patting the body on the wall. A straightened piece of wire is in the hand. No matter the palm of the hand is injured and scuffed because during the night trying to break the per and piece of iron from the spring bed with his bare hands. Currently, he was waiting for the schedule of the person who would deliver the food.
The sound of steps began to sniff. The clink of the key that collided with the trellis began to sound. Then the sound of a key being played on the wooden door was heard as well. Rama stared at the door that was starting to shift towards him. He held his breath for a moment. It took a matter of seconds before the trellis door was locked again after storing the food tray.
In one stroke, Rama drew the guard's hand. Dropped him into the room, snared his neck with a wire. Trays containing side dish rice were broken apart due to being hit by a kick. The struggle occurs because the rebellious guard pulls the wire that snare the neck. Feeling about to be squeezed by the opponent who has the silat, Rama stabbed a piece of iron into the opponent's back to the screw and crashed when the neck rope was released . The opportunity was used to escape by closing the wooden door and locking it from the outside.
...***...
In a Jakarta rutan, Krisna sat in the room besuk convicts. His fingers knocked on the table slowly. It's been 15 minutes of waiting. A prisoner he wanted to meet had not yet appeared. Johan stood in the corner of the room on standby. Finally, the expected came to wear a prisoner uniform escorted by an officer.
"How are you, buddy? I am honored to have the guest of honor, Mr. Krisna Adyatama." Rio stared with a thin grin as he sat opposite Krishna.
"I don't want to talk stale. Say it! Where is my son Rama taken?" Krishna stared hard with a cold face. The proverb 'scissors in folds' is very suitable to be applied to people who do not know the return. Long friends, assisted by tuition fees, assisted by capital when starting an entrepreneur, even until recommended to investors, until then successful as an entrepreneur, ended up stabbing from behind.
"You sane? How can a prisoner perform a kidnapping?" Rio laughed mockingly with both shaken shoulders.
"How can a prisoner have a hape in a cell? How much money did the warden spend?" Krishna replied with a cynical smile. "Well, I still always give people the same opportunity to not know yourself like you. Or do you really want to extend your stay in this prodeo? Good. I'll give you."
Krishna looked deeply but calmly. Rio was staring with a flash of anger with gnashed teeth.
Johan approached and whispered something in Krishna's ear. Makes Krishna smile. He also stands.
"You've been digging your own hell, Rio. Now plus your favorite son will catch up with you. Right and wrong will never be changed. Only a matter of time will reveal." Krishna left the big room at a quick step. Leaving a middle-aged man who looked older. Who is now paling his face with fingers that tighten the table.
"Johan, send a heli to the lake right now! Bring 2 detectives to come. Call the police too!" Tell Krishna who stepped wide want to get out of the rutan immediately. The latest news from the results of tapping increasingly strengthen who the culprit. Father and son are behind this great plan. And now Zara is heading to Tasikmalaya.
...***...
Six people gathered at Puput's house, including Akbar. They were waiting for two people who were sent to map the entrance to a villa hidden in the pine forest area to be addressed.
A sheet of paper with blood stains now drying up, giving information on where Rama was held captive.
Goosey...
I didn't know if this letter would reach you or not. I've been caught betraying. This is how I apologize to you. By getting into Zara's game, being her henchman.
This afternoon Zara will come to execute Mr. Rama. She's sycho's girl. Hurry and save your husband. Location in villa pine forest xxxxxx Lake.
If I die, take Nabila and my mother. And forgive my mistakes all along.
Septi
Puput has assigned Via and Dwi to take care of the Septi collision case. He is also responsible for fully paying for treatment at the hospital. Last info, Septi fell into a coma.
Two hours waiting, two mapping experts came using the dirt bike. Serious meetings took place, everyone listened to the explanation of the map on a plain piece of paper with various pass codes that only certain silat champions understood. While Akbar grimaced and continued to frown. Don't get.
"Which looks out there are four men, don't know who's inside." Gather a messenger.
Salat Duhur after being paid. Puput broke away praying in his room. His great clothes have been worn, all black and instant hijab of the same color. Switch to open the drawer and take a dagger, a legacy from the father.
Puput. It was as if Dad was in front of him giving advice. That is the advice attached to the memory of the puput when trained in the style of using a knife that has never been exhibited. Also taught the late father additional style, namely the technique of throwing a knife ala Ninja.
He contacted Aul after previously sending a message, asking his sister to come out first from Mother's treatment room. The phone is attached between the ear and shoulder while preparing the bag to be carried.
"Aul, Teteh go first. If Mother nanyain, say aja Teteh again there is work that cannot be left. Take good care of me." The puput heard clearly his sister crying sobbing. After previously he told me if the location of Rama had been found and with the team of Kang Acil will carry out the mission.
"Teeth carefully. Must return home safely. Hiks--" Aul obviously couldn't stem his worry. She cried.
"Hey, daddy's son can't be whiny. Do'ain yes, Dek. Remember, don't look sad in front of you. Teteh leave first. Assalamu'alaikum." Puput did not want to hear any more of his restless sister. He closed his eyes, taking a deep breath. The reply to Aul's greeting sounded weak and unwilling. It shakes, it cannot be carried away by feelings.
Aa, wait for me to come!
Puput kissed the wedding photo framed in figura 10R, displayed on the nightstand.
As soon as he opened the room door, Puput was shocked by Zaky who stood up wearing the same clothes as him.
"Zak?!" Puput squinted his eyes.
"Teacher has a meeting. So I can go home early. Kang Aris under the story. And I want to join." Zaky answered the meaning of his brother's gaze.
Puput. "Your job is to learn!"
"Dad said, it's my duty to protect the family because I'm the only boy. Although my martial arts are under Teteh, but a Zaky Wijaya has the spirit of protecting his sister." Firmly Zaky with a confident look.
The stomach must breathe again. Zaky wouldn't have been persuaded if it had been that assertive. Similar Dad. He patted his sister's shoulder. "Come on!"
...***...
Departing by one car, the group arrived at the hill below the pine forest. Also accompanied by two Puput guards who berboncengan with one motor.
"Mas Akbar, we'll start coming in. The signal only got here. So we keep all the phones in the car. Remember, an hour and a half from now on, follow us, take the police!" Puput reminded me again of Akbar's duty.
"OKAY. Not just the police. But Krishna will come too. Now fly with the heli." In his heart Akbar was actually very anxious. The only female puput among this champion troupe. Actually, it could have been directly raided by the police. But the champion had another reason. That is to teach a lesson first to the members of the silat group who have betrayed.
"Daughter Kirana, be careful!" With an anxious gaze wrapped in attention, Akbar said from the heart. The puput answered with a nod.
Puput, Kang Acil, Kang Aris, Zaky, Sony, and Dani, stand in a circle. All the right hands are stretched forward, uniting the entire palm. Do'a in the heart begins with the head bowed solemnly.
"Berdo'a done." Kang Acil. Everyone hold their heads up.
"A TRUE JAWARA SHOULD BE BRAVE, NOT RUN!"
Compact, one voice, the motto of motivation is pronounced firmly and straightforward. The unification of the palms also unravels. Everyone started to enter the forest. Split according to the strategy that has been prepared. Zaky followed in his brother's footsteps.
All his life, Akbar had just witnessed the scene in front of him just now. He felt like he was watching an action movie, plot***** a story. But this is real, not a charade. He looked at each other with two Escort Guards who were both bobbing heads full of admiration.
Tbc