Yashinta (My brother-in-law My love)

Kidnapping Incidents (3)

"Tell me, yeah, if you're with a macem-macem. Papa Yas won't be!" Yashinta blabbed as the people who kidnapped her appeared. This time brought his troops and actually made the guts of Yashinta and Saras shrivel.

He and Saras, who a while ago tried to work together to unbind and were caught off guard, were tied separately. They both suffer because of their distance.

"Gue ask you to release Yashinta!" Saras open the sound.

"Loe who's setting us up?" one of them spoke up, not accepting.

"You two don't macem, dad!" continued.

"GUE ASK YOU TO FREE YASHINTA!"

In an instant, Saras got a kick in the back due to his sassness. Yashinta who did not accept rounded her eyes.

"DON'T BE INSOLENT!"

"LOE DARE TO BE ROUGH WITH GIRLS, LOE'S MOTHER IS NOT A GIRL?" the girl screamed out of control. Even made Saras nail in his place. For almost three years of knowing Yashinta Wiraguna, this was the first time for him to hear Yashinta talking rudely even wearing even say 'Loe' to others.

"How dare you?" one of them grabbed Yashinta's hair, making the girl grimace in pain.

"Please!" Yashinta shouted with tears streaming down her cheeks. But they laughed at him and Saras.

"You don't macem-macem, yeah. Boss told me to kill you if you can't manage!" said one of them with a fierce face.

"Great!" someone who had suddenly entered exclaimed. Makes them look confused. "Outside, outside!" the man's breath was hunting.

"Outside of what? It's obvious to say!"

"There's a car coming."

Yashinta and Saras exchanged looks. Could it be that help for them has come?

"How many cars?"

"Four."

"Four?" they look surprised.

"Four?" Yashinta sat down, who are the four cars?

"We're a lot, get a gun!" the instructions of the most ferocious face without fear, making them take a hitter in the corner of the room and then pass out. Two of them stayed to keep hostages–Saras and Yashinta.

"Saras knows who came?" yashinta asked Saras, Saras shook his head. He was also as curious as Yashinta about anyone who helped them.

While out there, everyone seemed surprised to find a group of men coming out with guns as soon as they arrived at a rundown building on the outskirts of the city.

"Sir Andri remains inside." Vito's instructions are then opened the car door and out. Ready to install the body. So did Gibran who immediately came out without fear. Kafka was still in his car, Kafka could see clearly that the two people standing in a dashing posture were the ones who had ganged on him the other day.

But that must be the case, the man still came out with complete confidence.

"Loe can defend herself?" ranti asked, hesitating when the man was about to get off the car.

"Loe's worried about me?" Sean grinned. Ranti screeches. "There go!"

"Awas aja loe kalo until home stay name."

Sean simply smiled, then got out of the car and prepared to face off against the men.

Gibran, Kafka Vito, and Sean form an army. Dealing with Johan's trained men. "Our numbers are too few." Kafka said, Gibran turned to his brother. "They also carried weapons." he spoke up which made them look at each other's hands. They came empty handed.

"One against three," said Vito who made them nod despite silently gulping. "We have to hold on until the police arrive" he said, returning to get the nod.

"The police will be here soon. Shouldn't you give up and give up the hostages?" Vito negotiates first.

"Dissapper!" one of them exclaimed and immediately attacked, making the atmosphere suddenly become a war.

Apparently, the cooperation of the four made their defense quite strong even though their opponents were very strong. Their determination to save Saras and Yashinta is able to make them survive even though they cannot dodge when the blows land on his body or face.

With the provision of martial arts, Kafka and Sean who are a basketball athlete are able to fight. While Gibran was a former taekwondo athlete while in High School, he had enough martial arts. Vito himself is the trained man that Andri chose.

Kafka who had been careless almost got a blow to the head, but quickly Gibran helped him even take over the bat, the bat, but unfortunately he could not escape when one of them floated a hammer right on his temple, making fresh blood seep from there.

Kafka was panicking, of course, but Gibran raised his hand with a gesture that said he was fine.

"Burn!"

It was his construction that left Yashinta and Saras confused. A burn? This place is going to burn?

The two people who were originally guarding Yashinta and Saras immediately acted, taking the jerry cans filled with gasoline and dousing them in the room, of course Saras and Yashinta panicked.

"Don't burn this place down, Yas beg you." the girl cried. "Don't burn, I beg you. I beg!" Saras also pleaded. But they seemed to have no ears, dropped matches and a moment of time made the fire in the room blaze.

Yashinta was so panicked when the flames were so close to Saras that she coughed.

"Please!" Yashinta was only able to scream while trying to untie the rope in his body. Nil.

"KAFKA." the girl exclaimed excitedly seeing her boyfriend boldly barge in.

Kafka did enter immediately when he saw a puff of smoke from inside.

The man approached, quickly stepping over to Yashinta. Making the girl smile happily, until Saras's coughing voice interrupted Kafka's steps, making the man's movements slowly stop. Yashinta turned to Saras, then looked at Kafka.

Yashinta is selfish, but he will be very sad if Kafka prefers to help Saras before him.

Kafka stared at the two girls in turn, then quickly continued his steps towards Yashinta. After all, the girl's distance with him was much closer than Saras.

"Kafka." pangil Yashinta who made Kafka's footsteps stopped. "Selacetin Saras first!" the instructions.

"Yas–"

"Selacetin Saras first, Kafka!" Yashinta repeated the sentence. Kafka shook his head and closed his eyes at a glance and then half ran over to Saras and saved the girl.

While Yashinta is selfish, he realizes that Saras' life is in danger beyond his own. In addition, Yashinta has seen it for himself if he will be helped by Kafka first.

The girl simply stared at the flames before her helplessly. Along with the sound of police sirens he heard, he saw someone barging in.

Faintly Yashinta saw a man in a messy formal suit walking over to her, with a hammer in his hand.

Originally Yashinta thought that the person was one of the villains, but Yashinta recognized the man's posture, he was more confident when the man was in front of him after penetrating the fire with courage.

"Are you okay, Masha?" tanyanya while unbinding on Yashinta's body. While the girl was just pecking, staring at the fresh blood at the temple of Gibran.

"Mas Gibran." he tried to touch Gibran's temple but his movement was restrained. He was crying so much. I did not know if his life was saved.

Gibran ignored even wanting to hug the girl, he immediately helped Yashinta get up, saving Yashinta was his top priority.

Kafka, who had already filled Saras, looked at Gibran and Yashinta with uncertain feelings. But he realized that the time was not right to think about it.

They quickly walk to the exit, but the four take a step back when the five Johan men return, avoiding the police.

A fight ensued, Gibran and Kafka against the five men. One of those who was panicking picked up a sharp object behind his back. Knives.

As the man stepped towards Yashinta, the girl took a step back. He knows that Yashinta is the son of Andri Wiraguna. Successful businessmen, influential people and people who have already taken the police to their headquarters.

Yashinta had closed his eyes as the sharp knife pointed at him. But after a few seconds nothing happened, he opened his eyes and looked surprised to find Gibran grasping a knife tooth, making fresh blood flow from there.

A fight between Gibran and the man ensued. Unfortunately, Gibran could not dodge when the tip of the knife was stabbed into his chest. The man looked grimacing withstanding the pain, for a moment he turned to Yashinta who was crying looking at him. Yashinta doubts the man can survive after getting a prick.

Gibran pulled out the knife, and the blood immediately poured out. Making the white shirt he was wearing drenched in blood. His head was dizzy, his vision slowly blurred but he tried to stay conscious and fight back even though only a little energy was left. In fact, he repeatedly got punches on his chest and stomach.

When Kafka was exhausted, Vito came with a few policemen behind him. Game over's.

The police managed to bend the criminals after firing guns into the air, allowing Saras and Yashinta to breathe a sigh of relief. However, when Yashinta had just carved a smile and was about to step over to Gibran, he saw the man's body toppled. It was on the dirty floor of the room.

At first glance he caught the panicked look of Kafka and Saras who looked surprised.

Without notice, Yashinta ran towards Gibran. Grabbing the man's body with tears. "Mas Gibran, Mas." Yashinta panicked when there was no response from the man. Gibran was completely unconscious.

"Mas Gibran, wake up Mas!" Yashinta sobbed, over time her cries became even sounding so tight chest.

That night, everything Yashinta saw and witnessed was like a dream to her. It looks like a dream.

A nightmare.

TB