FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)

FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 135 "Four Opponents One"


*Yazeed Akiki Mubarak


I can't lose track. It turned out that Si Asu and Hakim were still wandering around Magetan. After I came out of the gates of Al-Furqan, I saw them from a distance. But, they ran away as soon as I caught him. I didn't rush to start the motor. And, the motor they use was immediately darted quickly in view. Like a sudden collapse. I don't know where. I'm still trying to catch up.


It turned out that those two people were indeed not to be taken lightly. They're sneaky. They can fool the police to this extent. Since the raids and demolitions a month ago, apparently they have still escaped police pursuit. I don't know exactly what they're using. I don't want to assume first. But, obviously, I have to be careful.


I'm pulling gas stronger. Kusibak streets are quite crowded. Up ahead, it's like I found the exact same bike they used. I overtook one trailer from the right at 75km/h. I keep chasing him. I opened my helmeted glass. The motor continues to go above average speed. Why do they both want to chase after Fizah? What did they harm after Fizah escaped from them? I ignored the car that repeatedly honked behind me. But I tried not to block the road. We are both in a hurry. And, I could not spare, giving way to the car because the Asu and Hakim motorcycles kept on the right side of a truck carrying garbage. This accidental meeting should not be in vain. I should be able to make calculations with them. I've been looking in many places, instead we were met in the Al-Furqan region. Kurapalkan salawat special, diploma from famous kiai from West Java named Kiai Abad.


Where else are they going? I'm illuminating. It's been about ten kilos from Al-Furqan. I focused on chasing the bike up to the fork, they turned left. I knew the route they had chosen was the one they had investigated. They choose a motorist's area. I can guess they'll set me up. I stopped for a second. I called Kang Toyo. I asked him to send six men to catch up with me as soon as possible.


I see they're gone. Where are they going? I keep catching up with them than I lose track of. In front is a fork. A kilo from here. My view is not too clear to reach him. It was also blocked by some people crossing the street. But, I vaguely saw them turn to the left. The leaves fell in the wind. Flitted as I sped. I turned left without hesitation. I'm decelerating. They really disappeared. I was late in pursuit. I drive my bike at a slower pace.


The rice fields spread out wide on my right. The trees of the spines are lined up, stretching as far as five hundred meters. Half a kilo more, there's a funeral. There's no sign of me being framed in this place. There are still some houses on the right. Then, the musala before the funeral, which only looks behind it. I'm stopping. Helmet removal.


📞"How long was it? Quickly get them here!"


📞"Ready, Gus. They've already left. Maybe we'll be there soon."


📞"Contact the police! I'm after the Judge and his Father."


📞"Contact now, Gus?"


I'm silent for a moment.


📞"Not so. Just later. I want to make a calculation with them first. I'm not satisfied if I didn't find it myself."


📞"OK, Gus."


I looked back. The roar of the fashion sound comes from there. But, what I found were four people I didn't know. Two motors approached me. I got off the bike. I leaned against the musala wall casually. Hand lay. The four of them approached.


"Where's your boss? I'm looking for him now! Get him out!" I slowly looked at them.


I approached them. I don't care if they dare to play. I faced them with a puffed-up chest. Eyes barely blink. I opened their eyes one by one.


"Where's your boss? She hid? Don't be a fucking bitch."


"Much bacots you!" One of them threw a fist. I deflected it fast. That fist is in my hand. A little more I could break his hand.


"This is your ability?" I turned my hand until I heard a sound.


He complained. But, he won't budge. His foot hit my chest. I almost fell, but was blocked by the motor. Motor staggered. While my body was still trying to stay, that leg made me completely stagger. Why am I suddenly helpless? I'm standing. Seeing me a little teetering, laughter burst out to insult me.


"Is that all you've got to do?" He asked back. Keep taunting. The one who hit me hardened his laughter.


"It was so easy, yeah." Chorused chuckling again.


I'm not daunted.


We engaged in a fistfight for a few minutes. The strength was still balanced even though I felt quite overwhelmed. But, I can fight against four who are against two people alternately. I felt some bruises on the corners of my lips. It was also a little dizzy because the last time, before I attacked it again, I hit the head of one of them with my head.


"If you want, we can talk good." I mediate.


"Say you admit defeat to us! Yeah?" They're taunting me.


Facing them is quite draining. I hid my swamped hitch. I showed a half-challenging attitude. Circularize view. My hands are ready to pry.


"Aaaaaarrrggggh." The right man in front of me butted himself a bull. His head kept pushing my body until I could not stand the ground for two meters. I held both his legs. I screamed loudly while lifting the man's body up to the top of my head. Then, falling, slammed in the opposite position to earlier. He finally hit the ground with a recumbent position. Maybe his body has been broken. He is also powerless even though he is just squirming.


"Damn! Where are they? Why don't they come." I grumbled in my heart. I need my people's help.


We're fighting back. Baku hit with residual energy. I'm starting to mess around. But I can still be able to pet. And, without me noticing something was looking at my waist. I screamed without being able to make a sound. Then, they hurriedly left. Leaving me who then drowned. Crush the ground with the prone position. My hands are covered in blood. I can still scream for help. Despite the difficulty, I shouted twice. But, no answer. Why is it also a coincidence that the houses around this musala have no inhabitants. Kurogoh cell phone in pants.


📞"To here you are!" My voice was choking and felt very heavy. My breaths. My throat's stuck. My chest feels narrow breathing out.


The color of the leaves is green to gray. The noisy branches of trees acting like each other were just faintly heard. My eyes blurred and my body felt.