BEHIND EMOTICONS LOVE 1515 (END OF LOVE STORIES)
EPS 29 I LOVE YOU FREE

EPS 29 AND I LOVE YOU, FREE

To the down drizzle.

Form a dew circle in the clear of your eyes.

I rub it gently, my love.

Seize you,

Gives a warm instant in an ambushing cold.

You are my heart, my soul mate.

Touching my side of the ripple

Make this rain not so pitched….

Dandung. His body froze in the midst of the people who were evacuating. The bodies of Santoso's doctors, Brigadier Rozak and Brigadier Aman were put in the body bags. Their faces looked pale and clean, having been submerged all night on the surface of the Eastern Flood Canal. From the corner of their lips were flimsy smiles, perhaps their welcome in the face of the angel of death.

Dandung sat down among the bodies. How he regretted his decision to order the two young policemen to escort Santoso. He should have been controlling her. The forensic doctor told him he was in danger. Still imprinted in his memory, the face of Santoso who was so disappointed when he was not so controlling.

“I'm sorry.I'm sorry,” he said over and over again. “You all died because of my mistake.”

Some time he was still there until Ipda Erwin reminded him.

“Sorry Ndan. The bodies will be immediately evacuated to the Hospital,” he said.

Dandung nodded his head.

“Bring it,” said.

The rescue team from the SAR team immediately did its job. The body bags were tightly closed, then raised on a stretcher. Then put it in the ambulance. There was a slashed heart, there was a blocked cry. All grieved, all immersed in an indescribable sense. As the hearse cars depart, slowly drizzle down to wet the earth of Jakarta.

But Dandung was still sitting tight in that place. Letting the water dots rain down on his body. Ignoring the ambush cold. Until the atmosphere becomes quiet. There was only one special forces squad still standing guard at that place. With standby attitude. Some snipers were also placed in hidden spaces.

“You will only continue to waste your time Dandung. What you regret will not make them come back,” Samson's voice suddenly sounded behind him.

Dandung. He looked back and stood in a respectful manner.

“Now go home. You need time to rest,” Samson continued.

Dandung nodded his head. But the corner of his eye caught the movement of the special forces that were still there at some point.

“Why are there still troop movements here Ndan?”

“They are special forces that I assigned to escort you.”

“What? But Ndan..”.

“Have not denied. I'll give you a week off.”

This time Dandung really gasped in shock.

“What? How is it possible.”

“Maybe. I'm not letting you handle this case, if you're still getting carried away by emotions. Anger and resentment can make your mind not objective Dandung.”

Dandung silent riveted.

Dandung took a long breath. He knows Mr. Samson's decision is unlikely to change.

“Good sir. I'm going on vacation for a week. But the matter of the guard troops, I think it is too much sir.”

Mr. Samson glared.

“What? You doubt my integrity?”

Dandung.

“Remember the victims who fell Dandung. They are trained police officers. They were killed easily, leaving no trace. I don't want to lose my men anymore. Remember Dandung, you are one of the police targeted by the killer,” said Mr. Samson in a high tone.

The deg!

Whahuh? The one that was targeted? Suddenly Dandung remembered Frida. Yes, from the file given by Santoso's doctor last night, tucked two photos that have been marked blood red cross lines. And that's a picture of her and Frida.

“Frida?” dandung doesn't know the name Frida.

“Frida is also already in a hidden place with a special forces unit and three snipers to guard it,”, Samson said.

Dandung looked at the face of his superior with mixed feelings. Ah, Mr. Samson is very concerned about the safety of his men when threatened. Many times Mr. Samson saved his life. Including last night when he was going to escort Santoso, but instead he asked himself to face.

“Please Ndan. Where is Frida now?”

“She chose your home in Pantai Indah Kapuk as a hiding place.”

Dandung immediately turned his body. Half-run him to his car. The special forces guarding him also moved. Riding two cars, while the snipers move using dirt motorcycles, shaking each other. One in the front controls his motorcycle, and the other sits in the back with a loaded gun ready to fire.

***

The drizzle was not over when Dandung arrived at one of his homes in the elite area of Pantai Indah Kapuk. The two-story house covering an area of 5000 square meters is so luxurious with all-white color. Dandung's parents do have five luxury homes in several elite areas scattered in Central Jakarta, South Jakarta, West Jakarta, East Jakarta and North Jakarta. The five mansions were empty because papa and his mother preferred to live abroad, while Dandung chose to live in his own apartment.

“Frida!” he screamed as soon as his feet stepped on the floor of his house.

There's no answer. Dandung spread his gaze around his house with a vigilant attitude. He saw Frida's bodyguard still standing by her place. One sniper was also seen on the roof of his house, while the other was nowhere to be seen.

Zrev!

There was the sound of heavy objects being moved. Mr. Ulin, the butler in his house opened the door. Pak Uin's face was a little tense.

“Welcome to Dandung,” greet him with a respectful attitude.

“Thanks Mr. Ulin. Where's Frida?” ask Dandung.

“Mbak Frida is resting in the gazebo near the swimming pool mas,” said Mr. Ulin.

Dandung ran straight to the gazebo near the swimming pool behind his house. Before seeing firsthand the state of the girl, Dandung's heart had not calmed down. He had to ensure Frida's safety, otherwise he would feel the greatest regret of his life.

Although it is still a complex but the distance of the gazebo from the back of his house is almost a hundred meters. A large gazebo that is quite spacious with cushions. Inside was a hanging mattress on top of a large swing that could be used to sleep three people. The swimming pool itself is quite spacious surrounded by tall forest trees, shady and peaceful.

And on top of the hanging basket, Frida's body was peacefully residing, as if she was sleeping in her own house. Her beautiful face was so happy, there was no fear at all. He didn't realize at all. How Dandung was very worried about his safety. Dandung sat beside the hanging basket. He looked at Frida's face for a while.

He gently rubbed the raindrops that soaked his eyes. Then the beautiful face was embraced and immersed into her chest that field with great affection. This may be the first time Dandung has ever felt the fear of losing a girl who loves him. Slowly the lashes move to blink. Then it opened, staring at Dandung's face on it.

“Mas Dandung's. What are you doing?” whisky Frida.

“I LOVE YOU, FREE.”