DETECTIVE
Chapter 8: The careless woman

"I will wait for you right in front of the entrance of the underground parking area, you also have to leave this dangerous place as soon as possible" said Clara began to leave Azka alone.

"Sway! and look for the safest escape, you have to run to the park that we have previously stopped," said Azka, but at that time Clara was deliberately not listening to her speech.

"However, you will remain a careless woman if you cannot listen to the words of others, maybe after this I will remind you of how to pay attention to yourself, but that's also if I manage to tame this damn thing, but if it fails I can only hope you can be a better listener again," azka said in her heart while smiling at Clara's departure.

Only this time Azka acted rashly, just a little unfocused gegara in doing his job until he wrongly decided the cable he should have decided, until in the end the explosion was not able to prevent.

"Ahh, fuck! why are you so careless," said Azka who could do nothing but surrender herself.

Within seconds, the bomb exploded, causing a huge explosion. While out there Clara was still waiting for Azka, but the sound of the explosion made Clara lying limp.

Clara seemed so sorry for what she had done to Azka, why she could act so recklessly in choosing her own path, when all this time she had never done anything like that.

Clara felt very disappointed with herself, she cried lamenting her current failure.

Clara thought Azka was dead, and she felt that it would never happen if she did not return to that place.

"It looks like you've failed miss, but now there's no time to regret it, and I think it's better to leave this place before the explosion gets bigger."

Everyone would have thought the same thing with Clara, where maybe someone trapped inside there would have survived, even though the explosion had crossed his eyes, but the figure of Azka instead appeared behind Clara like a flash of light.

Azka helps Clara for the second time, fortunately she came on time, so Azka managed to bring a careless woman from that place.

"Why do you ngeyel once! though I've reminded you to go away from that location, but why you are still silent in that place," said Azka made Clara surprised.

"Why did you show up behind me?" clara's question seems so confusing, but actually she is very happy because she finally gets to meet Azka again.

Azka replied to Clara with just a thin smile. Maybe he didn't need to know why Azka was able to get out of that place as fast as a flash of light.

"It's getting dark, did your father's Bodyguards not pick you up here? if they don't come, let me take you home" Azka's offer was an offer Clara had hoped for, but Clara couldn't escape an escort.

"It's enough to get here, I've been a lot of trouble for you, and besides my father would never let go of his son just like that, let alone let his son go alone without an escort, thank you."

....

If Clara showed her who she really was, it might sound even sweeter, but as they were, they could only feel a stare so flat, a voice that sounded so cold, and a body that looks so stiff.

Without Azka's last words, she leaves Clara alone in the garden. Previously Azka will go to pick up his black Yamaha R1 motorbike at the headquarters of the state servants.

Shortly after Azka left Clara, Clara was suddenly approached by a group of men who seemed like they were not ordinary people.

"Are you the son of Mr Julian?" said one of the big men.

"If you want anything! and if you don't, you're going to follow me" said Clara, looking so cold.

"Catch him, and remember! don't hurt him because the boss forbade us from harming this woman" said one of the men suspected to be their leader.

None of them could touch Clara's pretty face. Clara was only able to dodge, while her father's Bodyguards had not yet arrived to help her.

Grungg, grass, grass ....

The sound of the motor roar instantly stopped the fight.

Brugg ....

The biker finally hit one of the criminals who were big until the villain was sprawled, but unfortunately he can still stand back.

The biker slowly unlocked his helmet, and it turned out he was Azka. As usual as Clara's cold demeanor, she gave absolutely no response, a flat gaze already expressing the original disposition of the two of them.

"Today there are so many events that we cannot guess, do you want to rest first, miss?" said Azka with her sprightly position.

"Don't bother that this has just begun, just relax you'll see for yourself that I can beat them up with just a few small strokes," clara begins to show who she really is in front of Azka.

The two of them started fighting, and it seemed like it would be a very short fight, especially now that Azka was taking part in Clara's fight.

When counted in its entirety there are 20 villains that confront Clara and Azka, all have been divided, Azka against ten criminals and Clara also against ten criminals.

The criminals encircled the bodies of the two of them, but it did not matter as they both could definitely defeat the criminals easily.

When the two of them were busy fighting criminals on the streets not far around the city park, there was one of the criminals who pointed a revolver-type firearm towards Clara.

Duars ....

The criminal had already pulled the trigger for his revolver, and that was where Azka pulled Clara's hand until at the end of it the revolver's bullet hit one of his fellow criminals.

A very fatal shot, if Azka was a little late in taking his action, then Clara's life will be threatened, because the shot has been directed and right towards the chest to the left of the target.

Azka ran towards the shooter, but the shooter re-launched his shot until the bullet hit one of his colleagues again.

The running speed of an Azka can make the shooter confused, the shooter does not know which way to shoot the bullet, which way, azka was able to dodge and read all the directions of the bullets that drifted in any direction.

Until the shooter runs out of bullets, Azka takes the opportunity to break both hands.

Krebk ....

Azka broke the gunman's hands like he broke a tree branch. Azka only broke the gunman's arm, not only did Azka break the shooter's hands.

"Ahhh ... my hand," the screaming in pain from the shooter completely disrupted the concentration of all his evil teammates.

Azka smiled like a man with no mercy, fortunately there was Clara, so the villains of this amateur class could not see what kind of cruelty an Azka possessed.