Bucin Police
Episode 36's

My steps led me into a special room-like room to check on passengers who were intending to fly carrying dangerous items. At first, I was thinking why would this man be able to enter the airport area by pocketing a weapon? However, my mind immediately turned around when recalling - so cruel the laws of nature that prevailed in the world.

The rich are getting more powerful, and the poor are getting more miserable. Right now I assume the person who is holding me is one of the very powerful men. Unmerciful, not acquainted with sin. The most important thing is to get paid, even if it has to be by eliminating millions of lives.

Don't we realize? In the conditions of the jungle of treasure, could the heart and self be enslaved by n-a-f-s-u, which could cause anger from the Creator? Perhaps we feel fine now, because there is no real form of torture in all of our lives. But make no mistake, eternal torment is ready to wait as a form of accountability for the soul. The soul that has been embedded in the body, which is actually only a temporary deposit.

How about ...!

Man can sometimes do something, without remembering that his life on this earth is not eternal. So greedy and infatuated with the jewelry of the world, sometimes we are willing to do anything, to get satisfaction. Actually, what are we looking for?

Human recognition on this earth?

Or the Divine Ridha?

I don't know why, right now I don't feel afraid to die. If indeed now I go to meet the Self-Creator, then I sincerely wholeheartedly.

...***...

I've been sitting in a chair with a table in front-to hold both my hands. Maybe the plane I was about to board was flying safely to my small town. The man who pointed a gun at me was no longer near me. Looks like he went to see someone, who I believe is the lead in my captivity case.

Just as I was bowing, nailing on the table, I suddenly heard the sound of the door.

FLECKISH

Spontaneously I lifted the face from the starting position, then led to a view on the door leaf. From the gap of the door that only partially opened, two men of jumbo stature and long hair, entered and approached me without hesitation.

GEBRAAAC

I mean ... that gondrong guy who broke that table!

His face flushed red as he felt unsuccessful in launching his first bluff at me. Without hesitation, he took out a dagger whose level of sharpness - I do not know. What was clear, in my view, was that sharp weapon made of aluminum, so shiny that it successfully dazzled my view.

"Where is that woman?" The opening question was enough to prove that they were the men of the mayor's son. Without needing to ask the same questions, he himself - happily - had unmasked her.

His voice sounded so blaring, that it managed to deafen the ears. Really, I think this room is equipped with a soundproof system. Otherwise, how could he possibly dare to create a commotion within the airport environment.

His emotions seemed to have re-ignited twice as much as before, after seeing my expression that had not changed at all. Without opening my mouth, I continued to stare at him flatly without any haunting fear.

Therefore, he directly landed the tip of the dagger under my chin and pressed it down, after which. It felt a little sore, maybe the tip of the sharp object managed to penetrate my skin.

"If you still love your life, then tell me, where are you hiding that woman?" bluff again without embarrassment.

I just smiled and took over my role. "You really want to know?" He frowned while looking intently at my two eyes. "Give me my chest!" I spoke without hesitation. His face growled, then swung his punch at my face.

"You dare to play games with me?!" his screams were tight near my ears.

My face that was still turned away from her, suddenly looked up slowly and challenged her, "If so, why?"

"Bad!"

BUUG