Execution Island
Terrible Events

Horrible occurrence

Not noticeably, the time given by their boss for two weeks will end. Just a few days ahead. Sulis and Ratna felt as if they had not long felt free from the burden of laborious work.

But both are aware of the obligations as a subordinate who must always be ready to follow what the boss says. They agreed to submit to their boss's rules. Indeed, these two young women still want to linger - long accompany Bu Ratih, but as much as possible they throw away the mind - far away.

"Tomorrow you're gone again. I'm gonna go back to being lonely, Sulis."

Said Madam Ratih to her daughter. His hand gently rubbed the child's head and held it tightly. Sulis smiled a little. They really enjoyed that moment.

"Mother don't have to worry and be sad. I promise I'll be home often."

Answer Sulis gently. Both of the mother's eyes began to dew.

"Yes, son."

"Let's just calm mom, I'll always be with Sulis there. So you don't have to worry" Ratna said convincingly with a fluffy smile on the lips of this sweet black young lady.

"Thank you, Ratna."

As a mother, you will certainly feel worried if your child just has to go far. Of all that, actually Ratih's more worried about him. Given the age that is no longer young, it is certainly not an easy matter to live life alone.

He also does not worry about financial problems. Every month Jhoni always had a way for his wife to receive her rights with a large nominal amount.

They are enjoying being together in the living room. Mr. Ratih, Sulis and Ratna are being lulled by the story of the soap opera on the glass screen.

He sat facing the television on a sofa. In front of them, a square table was filled with various snacks and warm tea. Not infrequently the three engaged in a chat that melacirkan atmosphere.

"How about we walk to the market. All looking for supplies for you on the road tomorrow after tomorrow ?"

Suddenly an idea flashed through the mind of Ratih's mother. Not waiting for long, Sulis nodded enthusiastically, as well as Ratna.

"Mother how the hell.., Not from yesterday we were invited to walk ?" Sulis replied while glancing at his comrade.

"Mom didn't see what. Ratna's been bosen at home keep on ?!" Sulis again. Just finished he spoke a whistling sound came from his mouth.

"Your train !" Ratna cried out while laughing loosely. Repeatedly pinching after pinch landed on his friend's waist. Their actions only stopped after being injured by a middle-aged woman in front of the two.

"Already... have.., let's quickly change clothes."

"Ready.. !" Answer both compact. Rushing them into the room, just improve the appearance with simple clothes and make up.

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Sunburns that so pierced the skin. It shows that the day has entered noon. Not feeling bulir - sweaty hair broke the skin of the three women. They are also loaded with groceries in both hands.

Amidst the crowded visitors of the traditional market, Bu Ratih, Sulis and Ratna finally can get out of the market area. It took a struggle that is not easy so that these three women can be in the position now.

"Bang.. Bajai !" Bu Ratih. His right hand was like bewitching a three-wheeler driver who was passing to stop.

After haggling with alot, finally the fare was agreed upon by both sides. Not long ago, the three were already in the vehicle comfortably.

"Finally, we're done too" Sulis exclaimed with his trademark smile. Viewed by a pile of crackle bags containing various kinds of groceries.

"Yes, it's really exhausting" replied Ratna. Occasionally his hand rubbed the sweat on his forehead.

"Later after eating, you can rest" this time Madam Ratih spoke. His position, which was on the edge, allowed him to look outside. Currently the vehicle they are riding in the middle of a fairly long traffic jam.

"Why jam, bang ?" Sulis who was in the corner was curious.

Slowly the clothes walked creeping along with the melting of the traffic density. After passing through the train crossing, the driver drove his vehicle at high speed. This made the three women who were passengers smile with satisfaction.

But immediately their smiles turned into panic. When two people who were riding motorcycles arrived - just pick up the vehicle they were riding. Motorcycle riders with full face helmets continue to stick to the right side of the clothes.

"Rapidly do it !" Excited the man in a black jacket while looking at his piggybacking friend.

"Ready, action..!" Answer the man with a black long-sleeved shirt. His head was covered with the same helmet as his friend. Unmercifully, his long hand forcefully pulled the necklace attached to Bu Ratih's neck.

Victims who flutter, because they do not expect to be victims of mugging immediately panic. His hand reflexively grabbed back the necklace that had changed hands. But in vain. His body was easily pushed back in.

He did not realize, it actually gave a gap to the snatcher to reach his sling bag containing a wallet and cellphone. Mrs Ratih who realized her carelessness spontaneously shouted as it happened. Same with Sulis and Ratna. While the driver looks confused when the two snappers try to stay away among the crowded vehicles.

"Jambreeet.... pleasegg... !"

"Pursue bang, hurry up !"

"Don't let them get away, bang !"

These three women were very panicked. Instantly the traffic that had calmed down earlier turned rowdy by the endless screams and shouts of the three. The driver was hypnotized. Like a racer, he gasplashed the pause sign. Occasionally he bermanufer splitting the dense flow of vehicles. The goal is only one, which is to get back the goods that have been brought by the two snatchers.

"Neng need not worry. Hand over this matter equally brother !"

Exclaimed the driver who was not young anymore, but his young soul never faded. Evidently, his speech was not just in the mouth. But evidenced by continuing to stalk the two snatchers who were seen starting to panic.

"Keep yelling, neng. Don't stop !"

The driver gave back a tip. The three women in the passenger seat returned with increasingly loud and earthy cries. This made other riders feel compassion and volunteered to follow the two men appointed by Bu Ratih, Sulis and Ratna.

The vehicle on which the three were riding was getting closer, and began to align with the motorbike driven by the snatchers.

"Faster. They're already beside us !"

The man sitting in the back. His face seemed to panic when he realized what he was witnessing. It turns out that the one chasing them is not just one vehicle. Almost all of the road users were chasing them. Especially two-wheelers.

Friends who ride motorcycles do not not understand the situation they face. But he has lost the responsibility. Giving up will only seek death. It's still good if they just go to the hospital. What if he had to go to the grave.

"Be prepared if this becomes our last act !" The man in front was expressionless. The vehicle continues to be driven as fast as possible. There was no choice but to keep driving. But his escape had to stop when the driver crashed his vehicle into a motorcycle that had been patted earlier.

Braakk....

Motorcycles run and force riders to brake their vehicles. But due to high speed, the vehicle actually slammed into the air before hitting the asphalt.

Both snatchers fell on the asphalt with safe conditions. Apparently full face helmets and leather jackets are able to protect them from the worst possible. The reflexes both stood up. But both were surrounded by a mass. Even as a result of the incident caused a fairly long traffic jam.

Mrs Ratih rushed down from her clothes and approached the snatcher who was holding her bag. Sulis and Ratna followed behind him.

"Give me my necklace and my bag !" hardik the middle-aged woman was full of emotions. His hand grabbed his bag violently. But unexpectedly a dagger managed to scratch the woman's hand. Spontaneous screams of pain rang out breaking the fanfare along with the droplets of spilled blood.

"Aauu...!"

The masses did not dare to act. They were worried that the two snatchers were increasingly violent in wounding the woman before him. The man grasping the dagger charged forward and prepared to attack for the second time.

"Campus you !" With a dagger that had already pointed towards the stomach of Bu Ratih. A man with a helmet-covered face is like an idol. The victim was only fixated on holding the wound on his hand when a split second more his life might have been lost somewhere.

Sulis and Ratna could do nothing. They were unable to witness the condition that the woman was experiencing. Sometimes they both scream for help. But no one dared to act, until the critical moment arrived.