THE LIFE OF A MAN
PART 78'S
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“Like this is how we ‘take care of’ everyone who tried to disturb us” Son spoke while leaning on Rery's 1962 Chevrolet Impala he drove tonight.
“........”
“Do you understand?”
“Pa-understand.”
“Good if you understand”
Son tilted. Not speaking anymore, just staring at the fire that was not far from his place, Garret, Addison, Damian, following Arthur and the people who came with the Son and his brothers, he said, including the three who were not finished by the Son.
Then the Son went into the car he was driving after making sure the building he had come to was burned in its entirety, along with some bodies that had already been finished off, also the owner of the building that was being devoured by the fire that had challenged the sky.
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“You two stay here until it's all flat with tanah”
The son spoke to two of his men who had joined by riding a piggyback motorcycle.
“Siap Bos”
“But if later there are people who start coming to this place, you leave immediately from here and return to our Villa”
“Good Bos”
“After this, you check and make sure again around this place. At once make sure no one sees you when leaving this place”
“Siap Boss. We understand”
***
“Anthony is asleep?”
The son asked Mr. Abdul who was standing waiting for Putra, Addison, Damian and Garret to return when their trusted assistant heard the sound of cars belonging to his employers entering the Villa yard.
The son was still in the car with Addison alone, because Arthur drove the car of a man whose son and brothers brought from three people they did not finish while at Baskoro's house.
Mr. Abdul who approached Putra who was still in the car then nodded.
“Already Tuan” replied Mr. Abdul who felt a little surprised, after having had a glance there was one other car that participated and the car felt he had seen somewhere.
“Bruna?”
“Madam Bruna is in Mr.'s room, with Young Master Anthony, but he hasn't slept Tuan”
The son who was still sitting behind the wheel of the car he was driving was also bearded to hear Mr. Abdul's answer.
While the car Damian drove with Garret and Suheil and two others in it had already driven to the rear area of the Villa, followed by a car driven by Arthur.
“What Mother Marsih has slept?”
“Not Sir, he's still inside instead. I told him to stay, for fear Madam Bruna needs something, while waiting for you all back”
“Baik”
“Do you need anything Mr Putra?”
“Begging Mum Marsih to keep Anthony for a while, and Mr. Abdul tell Bruna to come to us in Istal with her equipment”
“Good Tuan”
“If Mr. Abdul has trouble explaining it to Bruna about what I said just now, call Suheil to come with you to talk to Bruna”
“Not why Sir, I can pass it on to Madam. Besides Madam has started to understand a little Indonesian a word two”
“Ya already”
***
A Flashback
“How? ..”
(The son looked at Dalu who looked very frightened after seeing Garret cut off one finger of Baskoro mercilessly until the bloated man was unconscious. Who either died or were simply in shock ).
“Do you want to feel it too?”
“Ti – no!. .. no! don't!”
(Dalu just shook his head in panic. Arthur's head was freed from Arthur's grip).
(At the same time, Garret approached the Son standing before Dalu).
“Is he get a turn too? (Did he get a turn too?)”
(Garret asked the Son, as he grinned).
(The son then placed his hand on Garret's shoulder, and whispered softly in his brother's ear. The son again grinned after he finished whispering in Garret's ear, while staring again at Dalu who was already panicked and terrified with great fear).
(Then Garret slightly lowered her body, as she brought closer the tool she had used to cut off the fingertips of – Baskoro's fingers to the hand of Dalu who shook her head very scared of it, even Dalu tried to move backwards by jerking the chair he was sitting on with his condition tied to it ).
(But Garret's hand quickly restrained Dalu's actions, still with a grin ).
(Dalu continued to shake – bells and wails uncharacteristically while begging for mercy when Garret held his hand ).
(Even Dalu tried to pull at Garret's clenched hand while throwing a look of compassion at Garret who was grinning at her).
“Ja-..”
(Jalu through ).
(Dalu had not yet finished the sentence, but... )
Click!
(The sound of a device being pressed on its lever is again heard ).
“Ti – Nok!!” (Dalu shouted, as his tears were then spilled).
But...
“Hahaha!!!...” (When laughter breaks out around him which makes Dalu astonished).
‘Eh?’ (Dalu is ).
(Dalu felt something strange. He did hear the tool used by the man who gripped his hand, which was used to separate the – fingers Baskoro did sound like cutting something that Dalu was already horrified to imagine, he said, if the tool will decide the finger – fingers as well
).
(Dalu glanced at his hand, where the sound of laughter that began to fade changed the ruddiness was still heard ).
(No pain he felt, even – fingers still intact all fingers ).
“Just calm your fingers – fingers are still intact. At least for now”
(Dalu spontaneously sighed leganya, because the finger – finger was not cut by the man who had just gripped his hand and now also no longer gripped his hand )
(The son whispered to Garret to bully the man alone, because Putra felt that the man named Dalu could be used, given the car and the man's appearance, he said, It feels like someone who has some connections
outside even though I don't know what profession the person is that the Son does not know ).
“Don't thank me first, I haven't decided if I'll let you live, or I'll kill you”
“Ti – no! Nay! Don't kill me!”
“Give me a good reason, so that I forgive your life”
“I'll shut up!”
“Only that?” (Task Flat Son ).
(Dalu ventured to look at Putra doubtfully – doubts besides fear ).
“Sa – I can .. i-can .. I can help! Yes I can help you, and all of you”
(Betting an offer).
“In terms?”
“Anything! Yes whatever it is!”
“Hemm ..” (The son thinks ).
“Begini Tuan..” (Dalu re-open voice ) “I have a high position in the land institution. I have a lot of connections, maybe you need them. Tu – Tuan .. sorry if I was presumptuous, but please do not be offended .. You guys seem to have just stayed here right?”
(The son let Dalu speak).
“Sa – I have been working with Baskoro all this time. Mutual mutually beneficial cooperation ..”
“You, want to negotiate with me by asking for my advantage?”
“Oh no! Not so!”
“Then?”
“I mean this way, Mr. – This sir will just stay here .. Maybe you all want to start a business or whatever it is, I can help!..”
(Back Dalu tried to save himself by offering him what he could do, even to the point of forgetting the pain in his hand and one of his thighs).
“For what you guys do on this Baskoro, I promise I will shut up ... else it is, you can count on me to help you take care of all affairs”
(The son did not answer. He noticed the – lamat Dalu's face and Putra was weighing - wavering )
“Begin, let's just say .. I work for you .... on you guys!”
A Flashback off
**
Bruna had visited their stables which were almost completed and were still in their Villa area, but were separated at the back of the Villa.
Although there were only four horses there, but the stables were made quite large and had room for a few more horses.
“Who are they? (Who are they? )”
Bruna immediately asked, as she saw three strangers in her eyes.
“Consider they are PW (Look them prisoners of war )”
The son replied. While throwing a guyonan that makes Bruna snort amused, so do Addison, Damian, Garret and even Arthur.
Bruna carried a box that was like a toolbox in her left hand.
“Is him that I should take care? (Is he the one I have to deal with? )” asked Bruna while moving her chin towards Dalu who was seated on a wooden chair and appeared to be in pain with half of the body still tied.
“Heemm”
“Okay..” Bruna then approached Dalu with Addison.
While Bruna is handling Dalu, Putra codes Arthur to get close to her because there is something Putra wants to ask the man.
**
“Arthur ..”
The son invited Arthur to speak on the outside of the stables.
“Ya?”
“Your curiosity has been answered?”
“( Has your curiosity been answered? )”
“You mean?... (You mean?... )” Arthur asked. The son pulled the thin corner of his lips.
“I know you're figuring out who we really are. Didn't you?”
Putra switched to using Indonesian only. Arthur was equally good at understanding the language in the country where they were.
“I know, Arthur. You're investigating us, a little deeper”
Glucose!
“It's like that, isn't it?”
“I... (I ) ..” Arthur tergugu's.
Arthur's a little panicked and anxious right now.
While the Son still smiled faintly.
While still the eyes of the Son did not switch from Arthur.
“I know Arthur, about your curiosity in us that you didn't fully show in front of us. Only I don't know very well what your purpose is further”
Son reached into his jacket pocket. Made Arthur somehow spontaneously take a step back.
“I just want to get my cigarette out .. rest easy”
The son said after he had glanced at Arthur and realized the man's vigilance as the Son reached into his jacket pocket.
“I’m sorry Sir.. Just... (I'm sorry Mr ... I only ).”
“Just like what I have said to you (As I told you before) Sambar Putra's. “Once me and my brothers put a trust in someone, better that person won’t dissapointed us (One time my brother and I – gave trust to someone, better that person never disappoint us )”
The son places emphasis on his remarks to Arthur.
“Or you, will have the same fate with Baskoro (Or you, will get the same fate as Baskoro )”
**
To be continue....