Swipe You, Swipe Me
The Five of Swords II

Tara couldn't sit quietly at her desk. After the phone was disconnected, Genta's phone was not active. His stomach was nauseous, his heart was in pain. He knew something bad was happening. Remembering Dave's screams while being pulled over by security guards. It made Tara only think of Genta. Now, the man could not be contacted. Where it is quiet working.

Ms Salma had been taken to hospital for immediate action over the impact wounds on her head. His office has also reported the incident to the police. He believes the police are chasing Dave. Tara is sure Dave is no ordinary person. After the unpleasant treatment on him, he did not even hesitate to hurt others.

He was worried about Genta. Tara got up and walked towards the table of Vanka who was doing his job.

"Vanka, if anyone's looking for a cave, say the cave has business, yes," he explained.

Vanka stood up and pulled Tara towards the vaults of document storage. He held Tara's hand. He also doesn't know why he did it. He felt Tara would do something beyond common sense. Especially after a madman named Dave made a mess in this office.

"Where are you going?" ask him after making sure no ears will steal their conversation.

"Ga knows, but the cave will find Genta. Since two o'clock she couldn't be contacted, Ka. And the cave has a bad feeling with that" explained Tara.

"Okay, now you know where he is?"

"No clue," said Tara weakly. "but the cave can ask the gallery first or... William!" tara's eyes rounded after the name of Genta's best friend crossed her head.

"Try the phone cave first," Vanka ran a little to his desk and picked up a cell phone. Then he ran back to his original place while looking for the man's contact.

"Will, Willy hai," said Vanka, whose cheeks immediately met red. "I'm a loudspeak."

"Ah, I thought you'd say you missed me one," a disappointed sigh who was just joking from the other end of the phone.

"William, hey, it's Tara, hey" Tara said as Vanka put the phone in her hand.

"Oh, hi Tara! You two are together. It's good that you can familiarize yourself. But it's working hours" Willian stopped looking like he was thinking.

"Here you go, this is not Will's time" said Vanka.

"Well, what's up Tara?"

"You got any word on Genta?" ask Tara quickly.

"Eh, there's no. Why why?" William's tone of voice suddenly changed. As if he knew something.

"So I called her, and then her phone suddenly disconnected. I tried to call her again and her number was off. I'm worried" said Tara.

"Actually, last night there was a group of people chasing after Genta. He didn't understand why he was being chased" William said.

Tara and Vanka looked at each other.

"Genta is chased all the way to Kampung Kampung Kesehatan Kecil. Just earlier I drove him to the village to check his car which turned out to have been secured by the transportation service. But according to people there, his car has been damaged by a group of people. The possibility of pursuing Genta," he explained again.

"Yes, God," sizzled Tara.

"Is there anything you know about that Tara?" chase William. He must be worried about his friend. After dropping it off at the gallery, the two of them had no more contact.

"My feeling is not good" Tara said honestly. "Well, I'll try to find him."

"Yes, me too" said William. "Would you go together?"

Tara glanced at Vanka who only gave a nod.

"Well, I'll wait in the office lobby" Tara said.

Vanka turned off the loudspeaker and hissed cautiously to William. Her feelings are not good about this either. Then he hung up the phone.

"You be careful, Tara. Activate your live share location and send it to me" said Vanka and hugged Tara.

"Yes, if there's anything, please call the police, Ka," Tara said.

He shared a live-share-location with Vanka and Kiara.

***

Bugs!

I don't know how many times he took a hit. Blood had already poured out of his mouth that was mixed with saliva. The taste of salty and iron typical of blood smelled Genta. His head drooped and it was all still dark because his eyes were closed.

Both of his hands were stretched out and tied. He sat down weak. Genta has been wracked since the beginning he arrived. He did not feel his face anymore, his whole face was already throbbing to the point of invulnerability. Even the pain felt piercing from his broken nose.

"Geez!" his hiss when a bogem landed under his ribs.

He wanted to curl up and hold his stomach, but his hands were tied. He could only feel the sensation. His whole body has gone loose. He knows he can't anymore.

A wooden block landed on his back. Not how long a straight tonjokan hit his temple until his ears were ringing and his head was spinning dizzy. The people in the room started laughing and saying things that were muffled by the hum of his ears.

"Enough!"

The sound of a man blaring throughout the room made all the faint boisterous sounds come to a halt. The sound of footsteps approached Genta. His head was lifted by someone by pulling his hair.

"Ah, here comes the man," he said disparagingly. "This ugly man made Tara not want me."

Tara!

The man patted Genta on the cheek, "I didn't expect Tara's taste to be this low. The shape of your face is no longer good!" the man laughed.

"Let's see" the man held Genta's chin up high. "Will Tara still choose you after this?"

Bugs!

The man's fist landed successfully on his right cheek. He felt his lips tearing. Back to taste fresh blood itself. Head dizzy. The pain all over her body was no longer able to be described. All parts feel different pain.

"Where's the lap?" momentary silence. "We saw after Tara came yes, Genta." the voice whispered in his ear. A tone of threat is full in every tribe he said.

The sound of footsteps away from him, "let him rest first."

The sound of a distant door closing in front of him.

***

"Sir, let me find it myself on foot" Bram told the driver of the online motorcycle taxi while handing over his helmet.

Already twice the area of shops that seemed to be suspended he surrounded with motor ojek online. However, the intended address was not also obtained. Were it not for the deal to buy a billiard-seek-and-priced-ok table, he would not have had to bother looking for an address like this.

The price offered by the seller is relatively cheap with the condition that is still smooth new tub. But Bram chose to see for himself the condition rather than directly ordering and sending his goods to the cafe without being checked.

He stepped up while looking at his smart phone. Try to find a special point embedded in the digital map on the phone. I want him to meet someone alive to ask. Because of course, sometimes speaking verbally is clearer than chatting with a mobile phone screen.

"In front turn right" he hissed to himself.

Bram was about to cross that road when a black car passed him at high speed. He almost got hit by a car without a license plate. The streets in the region could not be said to be large. Only one one-way car and two-wheelers. It also has to pass through slowly so as not to nudge each other.

Bram attached his body to the wall to avoid unwanted things, for example, Converse shoes butututnya run over the tire. Bram did not want his shoes to have bad luck. Being the thing he stepped on every day for the past six years alone has been bad luck for the shoe.

The car's turning in the same direction Bram's going through. I hope I don't see that vehicle again. Maybe Bram didn't meet the billiard table and chose to go home. Bram crosses and bends the hallway according to his cell phone's directions.

"After that turn left. Oh, this is what made Bang Ojol wrong from earlier. Come," cried Bram glad that he could find the right way.

No one walks in every lane and street Bram goes through. He did not know if the existing buildings, had residents in them. The iron doors are closed. Each side is covered with dust. There was never any human activity here. Most likely astral activity is bound to happen, Bram thought. He who thinks about it and shudges is horrified alone.

After turning to the left like a direction, far ahead there the car that was not polite when driving stopped. Four men came down from inside. Three people were wearing black clothes and a woman with both hands was blocked. But the woman did not look scared. Then they went inside and left the car outside.

Right, right! The feeling is not good when surrounding this region using the services of online motorcycle taxi. Is this where people are taken after being kidnapped? Couldn't the entire closed shop be the secret headquarters of the great mafia kingpin in Indonesia? Bram shuddered in horror. His determination to pick up the billiard-price-okay-and-seamless table was getting smaller.

"Ah, map. Is it true that you took me through their place?" murmured Bram furiously at the sight of the direction. He ruffled his hair.

"Ah, bodo very," Bram tidied back his hair so as not to think crazy. Or better if he was considered a madman by them huh? Bram swallowed his saliva. The tension crawling from the soles of his feet was in harmony with the steps he took.

There was no one to guard outside. The car was parked in a large shop with ornate wooden doors engraving dragon faces. In his eyes, there was a shabby brass dusty guest device knocking on the door. Bram peeked slightly through the small gap as the sound of a girl's scream echoed.

"God! What did those people do to him?" bram said slowly. "No-no, it's none of my business."

Bram shook his head and walked past him. Just a few steps were heard the eruption of the sound of firearms like breaking the silence along the way. There was no movement around him except for Bram's chest, which was heaving and breathing.

"Geez, this is not true" Bram cursed in his heart.

He pressed the dial board of the police number he memorized outside his head. When you want to press the call button, Bram stops. He should not interfere in this matter. He was getting carried away in trouble. His intention was to contact the police and continue his path.

"RICE! YOU'RE A FUCKING GIRL!" yelled someone from inside.

Tara's....

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