Fake Son-in-law
Chapter 1
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A motorbike belonging to a deliveryman was seen near a hill, when his gaze was more focused. The man was currently holding a rifle and immediately dropped himself to the ground while staring focusedly at the street in front of him.
A black car passed by, he pulled the trigger until a bullet had just entered the gun clip.
The man started aiming at someone who turned out to be his target with the rifle he was currently using.
A projectile on the inside of the weapon had just started to burn because of the resulting blow to the weapon's trigger system that made the gunpowder inside the bullet start to explode.
The explosion was not heard by anyone else because this rifle had excellent sound absorbers.
When the gunpowder exploded inside the barrel of the firearm, the bullet darted along the barrel and headed towards a man who was about to be pronounced dead due to a shot from this man who was a huge success.
The man who was currently sitting behind the black car was immediately killed, his head exploded and made the driver who was there surprised because there was a red stain that suddenly wet his car glass.
In addition to wetting the windshield, he also felt blood splashing on his skin so the driver added speed to his car due to his natural reaction, which is currently in panic mode.
He was really panicking, while on the other side. The man who had just shot that person with his rifle, he was intending to leave from there. However, when he looked back at the street, he became tense. A large car was currently seen about to crash into a white car in the distance, a black car with a broken car glass and speeding as if an accident was about to happen for a while longer.
The man returned to aim at the black car tire quickly, when he was about to press the trigger, the black car had come into contact with the tires of the big car so the two cars sped up quickly with bouncing results.
The black car dragged along quickly, the white car that was in front panicked at the sight of an accident just happening behind it.
Just now the white car will step on the gas of the car strongly, he was late because the black car behind him was now in contact with his own car.
The white car was dragged out of the street and hit a huge tree strongly.
As the patch went on, a man in a white car had his seatbelt removed, she hugged a woman wearing a white dress with her makeup fading as her tears fell down profusely from her eyes.
The man carrying the weapon ran down the hill in a hurry, he leaped quickly to descend the hill. When a motorbike was in front of his eyes, he hooked the orange jacket onto his shoulder.
The motor drove quickly towards the three cars that were currently in an accident.
He did not care about the black car and the big car that was there, the man immediately looked at the white car as the sound of crying sounded from there.
"Damn it! My plan could be interrupted by someone else! I'll investigate later! Just look at my revenge!" muttered the man and immediately pulled out a car door.
A newly married couple was seen in the car, a man wearing a suit and he was hugging a woman wearing a white dress.
The bridegroom had a prick behind his back, the tree he hit had a sharp part so that blood continued to flow and wet the car.
The woman was speechless, the supposed happy wedding day was now gone instantly.
Her happy day shattered by an unexpected accident, the groom stared blankly at a man carrying a delivery jacket carefully.
"Ka–kamu!" call him who resuscitated the delivery man of the package instantly.
A look of regret was depicted there, "Did he ruin my happy day? But, that look on his face did not signify that he was the wrong person? Actually, what kind of situation is this?" the inner of the groom that assesses the delivery man the package easily.
"Sheila my wife, do you want to accept my one request?" ask the weakly from the groom.
"Whatever to you, I'll—Hiks." replied the bride named Sheila.
"Then, what's your name?" the groom continued asking by looking weakly at the delivery man.
"Na–my name is Steve!" answer nervous deliveryman who turned out to be named Steve.
"Steve's? Mr Laurent? Why are the names and sounds I heard before really similar? But, in front of me was only a courier! But, my feelings indicate that I can trust this courier? It's really dangerous! Sooner or later my business will be taken over while Sheila will be in big trouble!" a dying man's mind was monologuing.
"What do you think of the law in this country?" he asked Steve.
"A system that's easy to manipulate?" answer Steve.
"No answer like this has ever been given before! Who exactly is he? Why did the answer make my heart believe in him?" the dying man was shocked.
"I have a request, although I am selfish but I hope you can respond to my last request!" he said that made the atmosphere there become gripping.
"Te–relax! I called an ambulance!" shouts Steve steady.
"Hold on, darling! Ambulance is on its way! Hix... Hiks. " said Sheila who continued while crying.
"I don't think they'll be able to, so I want to give you a wish! I want you, Steve to take my place in five years! I want you to protect Sheila! I'm really worried about him!" said the groom slowly but surely.
"A–are you ready?" he continued to ask about Steve's availability for his application.
Steve felt like he was struck by lightning for now, suddenly a very strange plea was clearly heard in his ears.
Steve did not answer him at all, he was just stunned staring blankly at a man who was currently struggling to catch his breath.
"Hold on, darling! I beg! Hiks.." cried Sheila who was responded with a small smile from the man who was her husband who had just married her.
"And I beg of you too! Please assume I'm not around for the next five years so you're not under suspicion at all!" she said that made Sheila go back to hysterical.
"No–no! You have to hold on, baby!" she continued to cry, Sheila was completely unable to lose the figure of a husband she had just married.
"Please! This is my last wish! And forgive me, My wife—" continued the groom and his words stopped, his breathing stopped and his heartbeat could not be felt again.
The screams of a woman also sounded loud and made Steve sculpt in that place.
A poor man, his life ended when he was just getting married, that sentence made a man who was now sitting on a chair smile triumphantly.
"You're dead, now your business will take over!" he muttered by dropping a white prime minister because he was currently playing a chess on his desk.
"I won!"