The Suffering of Si Kembang Village
Who's Mona? ask Nilam

Nilam's screams seemed to have been considered an underground backsound by Dahlan. The old man continued to follow his instincts and desires without knowing a care. Bodo time! Exposed, wrestled, satisfied!

But just now the space line was typing the word 'pierced', suddenly....

JLB!

"Aarrrrrgggghhhh...!!" The old man's hysterical shout echoed throughout the room. One stick of sharp objects formed a folding knife the size of the little boy's pinky, hitting his left back.

He lifted his body slowly, then looked back while pulling out objects that were stuck not deep enough on his side. "Mo-Mona .. a-what are you doing...?!" The face flushed with veins that appeared to follow its grooves, revealing pain without trickery.

"Come on, get up, let's leave this place!" Mona's cry was fixed on Nilam who was still trembling in his shock circle. "Come on!"

Mona's repeated exclamations succeeded in making Nilam blink. He quickly shifted his body down the bed, but....

"Let go!" Nilam struggled to pull his arm back blocked by Dahlan.

"You won't be able to take her away, Mona!" Keep trying to keep the check. Although decorated with ringisan on his face withstood the pain of his wounds. He tried to stand up to his body. Fresh blood continued to flow, until his left body wrapped in tosca-colored clothes, now changed into a thick reddened. "You can't run from me, Nilam!"

BUGS!

One lunge from the heels worn by Mona, managed to remove Dahlan's check. The man fell backwards.

BRACKET!

PRANGS!

The goods on the nightstand fell on the limp body of the Tyrant.

"Come on!" Drawn Nilam's arm to leave the place as soon as possible.

"Mona!! Lady sampaahhh!!!"

With the sound of metal and the holes filling each other together, the door was locked by Mona from the outside.

Strangely enough, the guard who was always alert near Dahlan, none of them showed his nostrils. Where'd they?

"They ...?" It's shocking! Nilam stared one by one the heaviest men who rolled with wide eyes.

"Yes, I poisoned them!" Mona pointed to the three cups of coffee on the table.

"Did they die?"

"No! I'm just putting in a little sedative" Mona said. "Come on, they'll wake up in a while."

Maxi dress that wrapped Nilam's body up to the ankle, enough to make it difficult to run. Pull and knead it until it rolls slightly past the calf. "Where are we going?" tanyanya still trying to move quickly.

"Where, just so we can leave and get away from this place as soon as possible!"

Looking towards Mona many times, various questions have crammed Nilam's mind. Who exactly is that woman? Why would he help her?

Without feeling it, they had already run far enough.

"We stop first." Mona pulled Nilam's arm which was still stepping with the rest of her strength. Breath hunted with his body bent and palms resting on his knees, starting to reach his weary point. "I'm tired."

Leaning his body onto a large tree that stood towering, Nilam began to set his breath that was no less hunting. The fucking dress was back hanging over her legs. Again, he had to face this kind of situation.

"You okay?" ask Mona who is now bubbling over the grass that is still moist because the day still traces the morning.

"Yes." Yeah." Sit down beside Mona. "Why help me?" No matter the base and stale, Nilam shot the words accompanied by curiosity that soared in his chest.

Mona, looking down at Nilam who kept looking at her curiously. Take a moment to look at that beautiful face, then smile. "You know Kenzie?"

It was quite a surprise for Nilam. The woman in front of him was seen bar-bar, with his minimal behavior and appearance. Connected from which path, until suddenly he heard Kenzie's name from the girl's mouth? "You know my brother?" Answering with a grim question on his face.

"Sister?" Mona followed with her. "Kenzie your sister?"

"Yes, he's my brother. My real brother." Nilam.

"I just found out, Kenzie has a little sister."

"Because we've just been reunited, after 22 years apart."

"Wow! 22 years? Really it?"

"Yes" answered Nilam. "Then you? Since when do you know my brother? And what's your relationship?" scatter the girl.

Put on a wry smile while turning your face in another direction. "Me and him. We were met by accident, when he was on a business trip in LN."

"LN?"

"Yes. I can't tell you now. We need to get away before they catch up."

"Ah, you're right."

"Come on."

Both of them got up and began to make strides barefoot wrapped.

Far ... getting further.

"What's up, Nilam?"

Mona's clapping on her shoulder stopped Nilam's circling motion. Her eyes were straightened to Mona's face with a frowning forehead. "You ... know my name?" Without asking her question, she turned around.

Mona's smile was enough to astonish him. "A little about you, I know from Dahlan's dirty mouth. And that young director named Gavin, your lover, right?"

"You know Gavin too?"

"Yes, I've met him a few times." Mona relaxed.

"Who are you really?" Nilam's peak question. There was a flash of fear that teased the point of his heart.

Starting the sentence with a smile, Mona seemed to realize the fear of the girl before her. "I'm just a comfort woman."

"What-what?!" It was a real surprise for Nilam. How could Gavin and Kenzie know a comfort woman? Unsettling!

"Don't make your mind inflamed first. I don't know your Gavin. I only knew that he was the man Shinta failed to marry" she explained. "And for Kenzie .. I owe him a lot."

Like a choking breath that found its way through, Nilam was quite relieved to hear that the woman had nothing to do with Gavin. "debt? Meanin?"

"Yes. Debt .. also life debt. He always wished I could live well." Down, with eyes that begin to glaze over. "But I can't. The past is like a curse to me." Mona's tears fell.

"sorry. I don't understand what you've been through in the past. And I'm not worthy enough to know either. All I want to know is, what are you doing at Juragan Dahlan's house? Why did you get there?"

Mona wiped the traces of water on her cheeks. "Your brother sent me there."

"What?!"

"Yes. That's the reality."

"What's the reason?"

"To seek evidence of Dahlan's crimes" Mona said.

"Why did my brother choose you?"

"There's a lot of things. And save you, may include the way I repay her kindness. It is not yet time to speak. We have to leave immediately."

Silence how many moments. "alright. Come on." Dumping question waiting in line dibenak Nilam, forced extinct ejected. Mona's right, they should leave that place immediately.

"Hope your brother finds us." Mona said as she continued walking.

Nilam looked at him, not quite understanding. "You mean?"

"I told him about your whereabouts, before I foiled Dahlan's abomination against you earlier."

"really? Then?"

"Unfortunately my phone is left behind. So our only hope is this bugging thing in my back." Mona touched the thing she meant. "Kenzie will hear every conversation we have."

Quite confused. Nilam just nodded in response.

KRAK KRAK CRAK

The sound of dry leaves being stepped on, made the two realize that they were getting further and further into the forest.

"Ah, I forgot to ask, what is your name, Miss?" ask Nilam.

"My name is Mona."

"Oh, Mona. Looks like we're going further and further."

"Yes, but it doesn't rule out the possibility that Dahlan and his men will be able to find us."

"You're right" Nilam replied. And at that instant, his steps came to a sudden halt. His face looked to the side. Staring, flabbergasted and jolted. "Grandma Samiah." The figure was standing under a shady tree a few meters to his left.

Without caring about Mona who had walked far enough ahead, Nilam approached the figure who continued to stare following his movements without expression.

Closer and closer.

"grandmother."

"Nilam." That voice sounded like a whisper.

"Grandmother here?" Without waiting for an answer, Nilam immediately rushed to embrace the old body. "I miss Grandma." In the day full of longing, Nilam felt there was something strange on the figure in his embrace. Why does Grandma feel so cold?

Waitaminute! Danu once told a story about his Aunt Kedasih, his mother Didy who he heard from Almarhumah Mbok Parmi shortly before his death. Danu told Nilam that his mother, Bibi Kedasih, had died in Dahlan's hands.

And from a dream that he repeatedly experienced, Grandma Samiah said that Didy was his biological grandson. In other words ... Kedasih's aunt is Samiah's grandmother's son. And that means, Grandma Samiah ....

It's dead !

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Seriate....