Women's Backlash Considered Weak

Execution Conducted

Elliot's face looked gloomy, he looked down and resigned to the decision Dominic had just taken. He felt free even though he begged with tears of blood even once, because from childhood to adulthood everyone knows, how the nature of Dominic, if you have decided it can not be sued.

Whoever opposes it will be his opponent, that is why the members are so subject to his unity.

DOR'S!

Suddenly the sound of gunfire echoed after that silent voice no one dared to let out a single word.

Mimik face Dominic bowed very sad, considering he was the person who played an important role of Elliot from childhood to large raising. Elliot is the only son of Dominic's older brother who has died.

Now Dominic is now shrouded in guilt to his brother, because he once promised to look after his nephew, but now it is he who has hurt.

“Urus him, clean this place lest there be any stains!” dominic's orders.

“Good Sir. Let's just say, the job you've ordered is done,” said one of his men.

Some of Dominic's men immediately take care of Elliot who is helpless without much consideration.

Dominic immediately left the scene, rushing to the main house with a chaotic mind. The shadow of how he had opened fire was still ringing in the head.

While at the back, there was Xavia who was walking hastily following him. Feeling worried about the papa because since then no talk anything goes straight without caring at all.

“Papa wait a minute.” Xavia blocked the edge of the door that was almost closed.

Dominic let his only son into his room. He sat on the black chair while massaging the throbbing temples. As long as Dominic has not spoken, Xavia will not calm down, the girl rolled her eyes thinking about what topics would be used to comfort the father.

Dominic poured wine from the bottle to the glass on his front desk. Swallowing the red liquid to the toilet.

“Are you okay, Papa?” ask Xavia. Even though he knows now Susana the father's heart is not okay. “Wine in your bottle is up, maybe you want to drink lemon water, let reduce the dizziness?”

Dominic shakes. “No need, Xavia. I'm fine now, you don't worry,” Dominic replied forcing both of his lips to smile.

Xavia chuckled shook her head a few times while sighing heavily. “You can't lie to me, Papa. I know the reason for your sadness this time. You don't have to feel guilty like that, Papa. Because it is natural that a traitor gets a severe punishment. If it were good, we wouldn't treat it that way. Look, Papa, he's gonna betray us and the Black horses. Why can't we punish him for what he's done?”

“All you have said is very true, Xavia. But it also does not rule out the possibility, if the late mother Elliot will certainly be disappointed someday.”

Xavia's words did not change anything, because Dominic was still sad even though he knew the fact that Elliot was a guilty man.

Xavia had no other choice but to leave the papaa alone, at peace with her own feelings. Xavia came out to make room for Dominic to calm the feeling that was currently in turmoil.

***

Dominic, the head of the black horses gang, held a simple funeral. Deliberately compiling Elliot's tomb is next to his parents' tomb. He stood tall watching his men hoard Elliot's body with the ground.

All the members of the black horses came as their final tribute, Dominic and Xavia standing at the closest distance sprinkling the mound of earth with rose petals. Dominic was silent for a while sitting next to the tomb.

“You go first, Xavia. Leave papa alone here, there are things I want to finish briefly here, I want to continue reading prayers for them,” Dominic said.

“Alright, after you're done hurry back home, for I'm waiting for you.”

Xavia nodded according to the wishes of the father, who seemed to be sitting while holding a tombstone. His head bowed, talking like he was talking to someone who was alive.

In Xavia's heart spoke while looking at the father from far away. “Had Elliot appreciated, the affection given by his uncle, maybe now papa would not be as sad as this. And this bloody incident won't happen.”

***

Xavia returned home accompanied by his men.

Arriving at home, he immediately cleaned himself, changed his clothes then lay down on his bed. Although today is sad, but at least revenge for the events that happened to Kenard has been avenged. A thin grin stretched out on his lips involuntarily.

“I've taught a lesson to the man who has conspired to eliminate you, Kenard.”

But a second later he pondered about where Kenard was. Now and whether he's alive or not.

There had been many men who he had put in the search, but none of them returned to bring good news of course.

But some of them think Kenard is dead. About his body has not been found they assume it has been eaten by wild animals.

“You guys don't say that! Your words are completely unfounded, drawing your own conclusions. Listen carefully! I'm pretty sure that if Kenard were alive, as long as his body hadn't been found, we'd all assume that.”

“We're sorry, Miss. And we'll look for it again until we meet.”

Kenard is his special bodyguard. Then he will not accept if someone says bad about him.

Still on the bed, Xavia was covered in sweat and began to drift in a dream.

“Xavia, I'm here. You don't worry now, and please listen to my message. I ask you from this moment onwards, so that you can take care of yourself, you must protect your safety from the dangers that threaten.”

Xavia apparently had a recurring dream. His position, clothes and style of speech were the same as a few moments ago.

“One more and you should also be happy later on, Xavia. Because you're so deserving of it.”

Xavia was fixated on seeing Kenard, his brain could not think clearly right now. He wants to go back to the real world, but unfortunately he can't. He had to stand before Kenard, staring at the man's face meaningfully.

Until then he woke up, making him feel uneasy thinking about what the dream really meant.

He immediately grabbed a glass of water on the bedside table to calm his own feelings.