Handsome, Rich Psychopath
Chapter 8 - Terrible Tragedy [2]

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The masked man shot his bullet at the door. Until it managed to bring up some small holes in the door. Yudha rushed to the side. He immediately searched for something to serve as a weapon of resistance. Unfortunately, he got nothing. As a result, to delay the entry of the masked man, Yudha pushed a dresser to the door.

"Damn it!" the masked man. Yudha sat beside the door. Resisting the pain that was in his arms. The hot tin that was now lodged in his body was excruciating. The blood is getting more and more.

"All are dead, let's go!!" the voice of Mr. A from far away.

"Not yet! there's still one here!" the masked figure at the door told.

"Leave him! most importantly, all our targets are dead. After all, that person would definitely die in a fire!" decreed Mr. A sounds closer than ever. The masked man I who was at the door immediately obeyed the order. Looks like Mr. A is the head of the existing cabal of masked men.

Slowly the atmosphere became quiet and silent. Yudha still set her breath. She's ill. Not only physical but also mental. The bullet wound in his arm has not been treated. He stayed silent long enough. His eyes began to twitch.

For some reason the sudden heat enveloped the state of his house. Not long after, the sound of flames was heard from above. Yudha then looked up, and watched the red jago look to eat little by little the ceiling of his house.

Yudha tried to get up and stand up, walking on the wall. He moved the closet that was blocking the door. Go out and see his father. The fire seemed to have burned every side of the main hall.

Yudha's footsteps were directed towards the stairs. Trying to look downstairs. How shocked Yudha was, as she watched dozens of corpses scattered in the main hall. One of the things that caught his attention was his own father's body.

Yudha rushed down the stairs. Passing through the blazing flames.

"Dad.." said Yudha, who had approached Ferdi's body. He shook the body of the father. I wish there was a miracle. How can a miracle come? if Ferdi's head was hollowed out by a bullet shot.

"Aaaarghhhh!!!" Yudha shrieked loudly. Full of anger and regret. The gunshot wound in his arm seemed to have forgotten. The flames that raged around him were even ignored.

The debris from the ceiling began to fall down. The flames in an instant destroyed every item in the house.

Yudha was still silent on the spot. Describe clear fluids while closing the eyes. I think he just wants to die. Both of his parents have left.

Decorative lights in the main room began to be eaten by the red jago. Shake up and a little more will fall. It just so happened to be right above Yudha's head.

"YUDHAH!!!" the voice of a familiar man shouted from the direction of the entrance. He was Deny, who had just come to take care of business out of town.

From a distance Deny can see the decorative lights will fall in a moment. Without a second thought he ran, and tried to save Yudha.

"Yuddha! get away from there!!" yelled Deny again. But Yudha was flinching. He was still pecking on the spot, ruffling his hair in frustration.

Deny ran as fast as he could. And by the time the lamp had slipped off the link, that was when Deny grabbed Yudha.

Prangs!

Decorative lights dropped. It immediately broke, and hit Ferdi's body which was right under it. The body of Yudha's biological father is getting worse. His face was smashed to pieces by a sharp decorative lamp.

Deny reflexed away from the fire, while carrying Yudha along with him. Yudha was very weak. It was not at all powerful to move his legs. He just followed Deny's orders. They try to step towards the exit.

"We need to get out of here!" deny. He and Yudha had made it out of the house. Move into the car with a sharp breath, and sweat cymbals all over the body.

Deny was running his car at high speed. He saw the gunshot wound in Yudha's arm. So the man was intending to go to the hospital. After all, the slight burn on his back also felt very painful. Deny could only grit her teeth in order to survive. Forcing himself to drive the car as quickly as possible.

Yudha's face looked very pale. His hand that was holding the gunshot wound slowly weakened. His consciousness was on the verge of.

"Mrs. A damn.." muttered Yudha cursing. He was eager to do something, to the people who had now made him suffer.

The sound of sirens from the fire department was heard from a distance. Even passed by Deny's car.

Three days have passed since the Yudha house fire. It turned out that the fire not only destroyed his house, but also the secret headquarters in the basement. Deny checked everything. Said the thirty-five-year-old man, there was nothing left.

Yudha is still in the hospital. He stared blankly at the window of his room. He's in the VIP room. Luxurious and very classy. For some reason Deny chose the room, even though all the property of his boss had been exhausted.

Chequek!

Deny went into Yudha's room. He appeared to be carrying plastic and a square-shaped tote bag made of rigid.

"Yudha, I brought you your favorite food. Rawon and tofu are mashed," Deny said as he opened the plastic wrap he carried. He put it in a bowl and handed it to Yudha.

"I knew you would refuse if you were fed by me" Deny said. He only realized that he had not prepared a special table for eating sick people. He hurried to pick up a small table located beside the Yudha hospital bed.

With a long sigh, Yudha began to touch the spoon in the bowl. But he did not put a spoonful of food in his mouth.

"I want to take revenge. But I feel helpless. My father's treasure is gone, and I only have you. Perhaps preparing a plan will take a long time." - Yudha. Stare lazily at the dishes that are in the bowl. He knows he's taking revenge on Mr. A will be difficult. Because it seems Mr. A is an important person and has many children like his father.

Deny who heard smiled faintly. He looks confident. "You're wrong! even your father has prepared the biggest thing for you!" he said, which immediately managed to make Yudha's eyes rounded. Seriously look at Deny.

"You mean?" ask Yudha, make sure.

"Your father knows his work is very risky. Not only against the law, the government and also its business rivals. That's why he hid everything important in advance. His house and headquarters were probably destroyed in the fire. But not for the billions of money neatly stored in the bank!" Deny explained at length.

"really? you're not kidding, are you?" Yudha felt a glimmer of hope appear within her.

Deny nodded confidently. Then he took the briefcase he had brought. There are important files there. Including letters of inheritance and also letters of land and buildings belonging to Ferdi.

"Crazy! this much?!" Yudha. Seeing how much inheritance would be his.