Young Lecturer Love Cage

Chapter 78

A peaceful and serene atmosphere has always surrounded Laura since her return from the hospital. A sense of happiness that traces in his heart makes his mood get better lately. It happened thanks to the attitude of the Laura family who now began to look so accepting the presence of her husband as a new person in his family.

The feeling of happiness provokes Laura to re-enjoy her busyness making a story. Her editor friend kept asking her to send him a script. The woman who had been in school with Laura was so stubborn she wanted to make Laura as a new novelist. He was confident in the ability to string words that Laura honed since they were in school first.

On the sidelines of its specificity string the words into a line of paragraph sentences. Laura was tempted to reopen her blog. He wants to take the time to see surfing in his maya world house. Once the blog page opens, his eyes immediately catch the message notification in the indox section. He opened it immediately.

His eyelids did not blink when one account name he had known for so long was listed there. THE BIMASAKTI. Something suddenly hit his head. Memories of the man flashed to his heart.

There was no visible movement from Laura's tiny lips when she saw the contents of the message. But his heart and mind were busy chanting word for word which formed a long paragraph there.

Bimakasti waitin' for him?

That's what Laura later concluded. The man suspected of his marriage. Oh my God, Laura doesn't know what she's gonna have to say to her ex-boyfriend. Because in fact all those who have stifled his chest in the past, have turned into a relief in the present.

Laura stared at the laptop screen. He was struck with a bright mind what he had to say to reply to the message. The contents of his head scrambling to give orders for him to reveal the truth, while others insist on no longer bringing up the past. And let the message go.

Drrtt... Drrr.... Drrr...

Laura's head was still busy deciding, while her hand grabbed the vibrating phone.

From. Sabiel

Honey, look at your father's room. Does the wallet exist? He forgot about it when he left. And Gosh! he insisted on returning to the apartment.

A wide smile rose in Laura's face frame. At this time his men were going out to fish, while Aunt Dina was in her room.

To. Sabiel

All right, I'll see.

Laura turned off her laptop, the desire to reply to the Milky Way message vanished when reading her husband's message that felt tickling.

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CENTRAL JAKARTA

"...Workers, peasants, students, the urban poor. Unite together to seize democracy. Clap in one voice. For the sake of a noble sacred duty... Tomorrow is ours.

Creating a prosperous society. The establishment of society. New indonesia without an orb..."

Hundreds of thousands of people stood up against the blazing sun. Gatot Subroto Road became a sea of people since the day before noon. The multicolored banners fluttered up the determination to muzzle injustice that increasingly felt chronic.

The young man in black with a triangular scarf around his neck stood clenching his hands, ornately decorated on an open-top car. The other hand clasped the toa yelling at the rat who suddenly became deaf.

"Imperialism. Destroy it! Feudalism, Annihilate! Bureaucratic Capital. Enemy People!"

The eardrums of the security forces who were on guard formed a fortress in front of the fence of the parliament building buzzed to hear the cries, swearing and even compulsory songs of the demonstrators in the streets.

Sweat sweat drenched their brown uniforms, escorting the action to the streets initiated by Jakarta's labor elements.

"Give us back our friend!!"

The Milky Way shouted out loud with toa in his hand. His shout was greeted by cheers from the participants. They shouted at each other asking for justice for the bad attitude that is often done by the company on the workers.

"Bim, is it possible if we do a long march back?" The barrel half-screamed behind the young man's ears.

The Milky Way that was standing straight turned its head. "No need, the mass of action is increasing we focus oration here. Police have given orders not to continue the long march"

Laras scrunched up his forehead, "When did you obey the word 'anj*ng-anj*ng?" said sarcasm.

"I don't obey them. I just want to prevent a time of divided action. Long march makes our focus divided. We must be prepared with an intruder who suddenly breaks ranks and messes up our actions" the Milky Way said.

This time Baras agreed. During the day in their other action, a friend disappeared because there was an intruder who entered the action. "All right, you rest. I will adore" Laras seized the toa that the Milky Way held.

The young man got out of the car. His eyes scattered looking at each participant of the action he mostly recognized. "Get the line! Beware intruder!" his shout made the action participants snuggle together and link the wrists.

"This is our country, where the rice is spread. The ocean is rich. Our country is fertile Sir. In this beautiful country. Millions of people are in disarray. The child of the laborer does not go to school. Village boys don't work..."

The mass action march song is again echoed in a loud voice, becoming an accompaniment to the loud tones that come out of the mouth of Laras as the orator.

The Milky Way, in charge of the action field team, went around the mass march. His eyes were keenly suspicious of everyone who came from all directions, approaching the large group of action participants. The young man did not want to be cheated, he would not let any intruders come and mess up the peaceful rally today.

In the midst of his busy life, the Milky Way who was in the back row did not realize a man dressed typical of students complete with bags and sneakers approached him slowly. Suddenly the foreign youth tightened his body at the back waist of the Milky Way.

"Shut up and come with me. Or this bullet will go through your body and those fucking people" he whispered sharply with a 1911 Colt pistol stuck to the lower waist of the Milky Way.

The young man was silent without a wiggle. But there was no fear from his face. For someone who is suddenly put on a gun, the Milky Way looks very calm. He had already prepared himself for the bad possibility that this kind of thing would happen to him.

"Follow me" his orders stepped in together with the brave young man.

Bimasakti's eyes pinched suspiciously at a white van with impenetrable glass parked behind a police barricade that was blocking several roads.

His footsteps were directed there. "You apparatus?" ask without turning your head.

The young stranger pressed his pistol against the skin of the Milky Way. "You'll know in a moment" he said mysteriously.

A burly man in a black hat with a mask covering the nose area and his mouth walked firmly, approaching the young man who was carrying the Milky Way closer to the location of the van. The eyes of the Milky Way were wary of seeing a long barrel weapon hanging on his back.

"He?!" asked the long-barreled man to the young man who was carrying the Milky Way.

The young man nodded. The long-running man approached the Milky Way with the weapon he took from behind his back. Without warning, the burly man smashed a long barrel popor on the face of the Milky Way.

Buk up!

One hard blow managed to make the Milky Way limp and fall. The two men deftly pulled the Milky Way's upper arm, flanked it in the middle and threw it into the van, which had three other men, sitting there waiting.

Not yet had the Milky Way revolted, someone's hand smothered it with an anesthetic cloth.

"Because of you, we got a problem. You idiot!" snapped one of them to the head of the Milky Way that began to slow down.

"Come on! The boss is waiting" said the young man disguised as a student to the long-running man now behind the wheel.

The white van slowly moved from its place. Leaving the crowd without anyone noticing. From a distance, the voice of Laras was heard loudly ornate excitedly. The eyes of the working woman activist were fixed on the green-colored semi-circular roofed building. His fists were clenched perfectly, challenging the legislators in a massive manner.

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The Milky Way felt its body soar into the air. A gloomy room filled with second-hand items greeted his blurry vision. His eyeballs sharpened even more when he just realized that his body was hanging with both wrists tied to an iron pole.

There was a closed door on his right side. Two chairs with a small table in front of him. There's nobody in that room. There was only himself and the sound of swiftlet wingspans that he saw from the window slit. The group of birds passed in and out of a building, with peeling wall paint that was outside the storage room. They flew free as if making fun of the helplessness of the activist youth.

His memory returned to the mysterious young man who a moment ago brought him from the crowd. There was no clue who had committed this cowardly act, but given the words of one of them in the van at the time, The Milky Way suspects that the men must be company stooges he and his friends are currently courting at the green table.

Hmh! In this democracy it turns out that primitive ways to suppress activist space is still ongoing. As if the results of the reform of the new order, it has no meaningful effect on the freedom of civilians to demand their rights.

The Milky Way grimaced as it began to feel pain in its temples. The former hit the stock of weapons there, felt pain and pain at the same time. The view of the Milky Way began to glare, its eyes narrowing when it saw the dazzling twilight through the window slit. As the evening grew, the action of taking to the streets must have ended hours ago.

"They must have been looking for me" the Milky Way recalled his normal companion.

Amidst his gaze drugged by the charm of twilight, the door of the room opened slowly, accompanied by laughter from him a sturdy man who entered while carrying a weapon.

"It turns out you are conscious" said one of them as he approached the two seats in front of the Milky Way.

The Milky Way watched over the two men. The blue-tailed man looked at him half mockingly. "Anything you scream in that building. Your voice will never be heard. Why are you still acting like a hero?" said cynical.

"It's Gun, let him hang with his delusion. Better relax for a moment. Before taking the hero's ass's life" the curly-haired man said.

The Milky Way seemed fearless, its gaze turning to the two men who were now drinking wine. "How much did they pay you?" tanyakanya.

The curly-haired man put his wine bottle on the table. He stood up and approached the body of the Milky Way. "For your body, they gave us a mansion in the Kemang area"

The Milky Way rolled his eyes lazily, grinning at the corner of his lips, "Oh come on.. My body could be more expensive than that mansion" he said provokingly.

"Oh yeah?" the man in the blue shirt was lured to participate in the conversation. "How much should we ask for your worthless life?" he asked with insulting intent.

The Milky Way with high guts seemed to think, its eyes staring at the rope that was tying its own wrists. "An island will make me die with pride" he said.

"Haha"

The two men laughed loudly at the words of courage that came out of the activist's lips. "You make me anxious to finish you off immediately" said the curly-haired man before he punched the face of the Milky Way who looked haughty.

The Milky Way tightened its molars, preventing groans or screams of pain from coming out just to satisfy the taste of the two men who were now busy beating his body. The man in blue grabbed the long hair of the Milky Way, at such a time he still had time to condemn his stupidity that did not heed the advice of Laras to trim his hair.

There was no comfort in all the torture he received. In the dependent condition, he really felt like an amateur boxer. His body was numb to receive a punch from the two people. It was very desirable that he hugged his own stomach to relieve the tightness caused by a kick from the curly-haired man in front of him. They tortured the Milky Way with a torment that was hard to describe. In the midst of her torment and torment, her mind was busy imagining Laura. The woman's sweet smile made the Milky Way's bodily pain subside miraculously.

The thoughts of the Milky Way were at rest, the blows of the two men began to stop. But his mind was still busy giving a utopian dream about Laura. The Milky Way realized that even when his body was dying, he missed her so much.

"Laura" he murmured softly before darkness embraced him for a moment.

I heard the voice of one of the torturers, "Come out, leave him"

Not long after the door closed. Leaving the body of the young man drenched with wounds and bruises.

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