
All the way my eyes were covered with black cloth, but when they reached their destination took off my blindfold.
They took me to a warehouse full of cardboard with fruit, like a container storehouse. But looking at the appearance of his guard I'm not sure. There are several sealed plastic drums and many more containers. I was put in a room without adequate ventilation on the side of the warehouse, the room looked quite clean. There is a bed and a table with chairs. I feel like a prisoner to be executed.
Luckily I managed to hide the phone in a hidden place. I'm sitting on the side of the table, worried that there's a surveillance camera. I tried to contact Bagas, 2x incoming calls but always direct. The third time my number was blocked. Can't reach him anymore. My tears are pooling. Now I realize, this self doesn't mean anything to him. Before my phone was found, I sent an email to Arkana.
"Ar, I'm still in Japan, without Bagas, he went first because there was an urgent need. But I was just about to go to Tokyo Narita Airport, some people kidnapped me."
I defined the shape of the warehouse, how long it would take from where I was kidnapped.How many times to turn left to turn right. At least I froze to make it easier for Arkana to know my position. For fear that my phone might be detected, I released the parts of the phone, totally dead. I'll string again when circumstances permit. If I turn on my positional signal once again while Arkana has not even reached Japan, I fear it will be moved to another place.
Almost an hour I was left in this room when a woman dressed as a mafia, probably European, because her blonde hair and skin and eye color characterized it, she came closer to my room. He had something in his hand. A black box.
Chalcis ...
The door to the room is open. He stared hard at me.
"You won't be harmed as long as you're useful to my Big Boss, he'll be here any minute. Don't ask too many questions, don't do much, okay?" she clutched my hair tightly and brought her face closer.
"Don't upset our Big Boss, because if he's upset, he could have ordered us not to hesitate to shoot your baton in the head!" threaten her with very cold eyes. He placed the black box he had brought on the table. I don't know if it's in.
It's scary, I don't know what Bagas ever did that he had an international enemy.
The steps of some people seemed to be heading to the room where I was held.
"Michele, don't be too rude to these precious captives, its existence could make us have a huge network in Indonesia. That haughty man will have no way to refuse our offer!"
"Ready Boss!" the woman, called Michele, looked submissive and respectful to the man before me. The man in front of me had a very handsome face with a very macho appearance.Hair was tied back. His body was tall like Bagas. But in some parts on his arm painted tattoo. Under his chin like a scar that is not in plastic surgery so that it leaves a scar. He still glanced at me from over 3 meters away.
The one speaking was not his Big Boss, but his companion. Then the Big Boss I didn't know his name was approaching.
"One week, if my deal with Bagas Rainhard fails, you die in this place. We'll install a toxic steam line that will kill you slowly. Relax, dear, it won't hurt. You will feel as if you are asleep. Pray that your husband will sign a secret agreement with our organization."
He brought his face closer to mine. Staring sharply into my anxious and frightened eyeballs.
"You're one week dear!" his hand was about to rub my cheek, but I kept my face away. He smiled coldly.
"It's unfortunate that you have to die, your face is too pretty" she whispered in my ear. Some people put up a black box that turns out to be connected to an air duct. I just kept quiet, lowered my head and did not dare to look at the activities of those who were preparing the equipment to carry out this self-execution. When they all left and my room was locked. I let go of my crying. What I saw in my eyes were my parents. My two sisters. It occurred to me for a moment how Bagas looked at me full of anger and remembered how he had direct phone calls asking for help from me even he blocked my number when he should have saved me. It was inconceivable that the hurt feelings of being ignored by someone I loved mingled with this feeling of fear of death.
But even more sad is the regret wound that will be one of the reasons Bagas to feel the trauma again. I don't know, or she'll be grateful, a sassy woman like me is gone without her having to take the trouble to get rid of me.
I circulated the vision to see some possibilities to escape. But it feels impossible. I climbed the table and knocked on the ceiling. But even if I managed to get out of this room, the guards who were on standby outside this warehouse were not few. I shudder.
To calm myself I chose a bath. When I entered the bathroom I was stunned, there was also a piva that connected to each other with the airways in the bedroom.
They really intend to kill me like a mouse. I stopped wailing and crying. If there's no one I can count on, I have to think hard to save myself.
NOTES:
their dialogue is all in English.
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