Husband's Regret: Betrayed for Not Getting Pregnant
Red Jago
"The fire! A fire! Help, fire!" Lena shouted loudly trying to ask for help while continuing to suck despite feeling pain all over the body due to getting a loud whip from her ex-husband. The woman's face paled even more as the flames started to creep so fast. With great difficulty she approached the door of the main room intending to save her husband in order to avoid the rampage of the red whiz.
Hearing the sound of hysteria and the smell of smoke coming from outside, Arman looked panicked. The man's eyeballs did not focus on a single point, moving to and fro as if looking for something. 'Damn it! Why did it even go like this! Anyway I have to loot Paradise's treasured property before leaving this place. Just let them both burn to death along with the sins of the past!'
Then, he released his hand that was still pulling Firdaus' hair until his rival lay weakly on the floor. The man ran over to the wardrobe, looking for securities, jewelry and other valuables that could otherwise be sold for gambling capital and drunkenness.
Long enough he searched until finally the man's efforts were not in vain. Lena's securities and jewelry stored in a box were plundered by her. "Good! With all of Firdaus's wealth, I could be a rich man without having to work hard. I can gamble and have fun again with my friends." Grinning while holding tightly the valuable assets of the former hospital director.
Seeing a puff of smoke, and the flames were spreading everywhere, Arman decided to leave the place immediately. However, when his net saw that Firdaus was still lying in the same position, he approached the man and said, "Goodbye, my rival. May you and J*l*ng live happily in hell there!" Back giving a kick right in Firdaus's face as a farewell to last time.
"Kang Arman, please save Mas Firdaus. Get him out of here, Kang. Please!" lena said when she saw Arman out of the room while carrying valuables belonging to her husband.
Arman flipped over, and stared cynically at Lena. "I can't help your husband, Lena. Let him burn to death with an ungodly wife like you!" The corner of the man's lips was pulled upwards. "Goodbye my ex-wife. May your life be happy with Paradise in hell!"
After saying the last sentence, he swung his foot back toward the door. But suddenly ....
Brak!
A large piece of wood fell right in front of Arman, but he was fortunate to dodge. The man's hand stretched forward while rubbing his irregularly beating heart. "Thankfully I was able to avoid it. Otherwise, it could burn to death here." The man tried another way to be free from the increasingly smoldering confines of fire.
"I can escape through that gap" he murmured softly. His sharp eyes saw there was little possibility for him 'to be able to leave that place. He could turn around, then jump over a bar stool that was burning with fire and then run towards the apartment door leaf that was still not touched by the fire.
He stepped forward. Just two steps away, a large piece of wood fell down again. However, this time Arman could not avoid because he was not aware of all that.
Brak!
"Ouch, hot! Help u! So hot!" he screamed at the man when he felt the fire burning the clothes he was wearing. The longer, the fire continued to propagate until it made Arman's body burn. "Please, hot!"
All the events that happened to Arman, Lena saw it very clearly. Especially when the fire began to spread burning the body of her ex-husband who was still faithful to hold the valuables of Paradise.
Lena gazed in horror as the red hotshot continued to burn Arman's body mercilessly. The goosebumps of kudu feathers watched her ex-husband burn.
He shook his head with a feeling of anxiety and fear mixed into one. "Me and Mas Firdaus should get out of here. We can't burn to death. I still want to see the faces of my two favorite sons" he muttered.
It began to cough as dense smoke began to fill the entire room. The heat of the fire, a thick puff of smoke makes the chest and eyes feel sore. Visibility distance is getting disrupted.
"Mas Firdaus! Mas, wake!" lena said as she managed to get to her husband who was drooping on the floor. Jemari clapped Firdaus in the face, trying to call her unconscious husband. "Please! Anybody, help us!" Shouting loudly even though the sound was choked due to the amount of smoke he inhaled.
"Oh my God, how is this?" The woman grew increasingly panicked when she felt she was surrounded in a room that had almost burned all. "Is this the end of my story? I burned to death along with my new ex-husband and husband?" A tear that wets the cheek. His body trembled with the sound of sobs.
As the fire grew fiercer, Lena felt her head grow heavy. Breathing's tight. Eyes begin to blur. In that instant, he fell unconscious, drooping beside Firdaus' body.
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Meanwhile, all residents of the apartment rushed to escape from the blaze of the red whiz through the evacuation route. The sound of fire alarms echoed everywhere. Everyone was busy saving themselves so as not to become victims of the fire. They did not have time to save property, thinking of nothing but their own safety.
More than one fireman (DamKar) car in Jakarta is parked in the yard of an apartment unit occupied by Firdaus. Shortly after a thick puff of smoke and the sound of a fire alarm, the two security guards at the security post contacted the car and called. No need to wait long, they immediately act and carry out their duties well.
The atmosphere in front of the apartment. The sound of hysterical crying was sourced from some residents who managed to escape the rampage of the red man. There are also those who scream for help when they realize their family is still trapped inside.
Puspa who had just finished shopping looked surprised when he saw the apartment unit owned by his two patients on fire. The face turned pale, the heart beating irregularly as a thick puff of smoke was clearly visible from the seventh floor, where Firdaus and Lena lived.
They approached a group of firefighters. "Sir, there are two of my patients in there. Please save them!" Puspa's index finger leads to the apartment building up ahead. "They're a middle-aged and paralyzed couple. Please save them, sir!"
"We are trying to save the apartment dwellers who are still trapped, Ma'am. However, if we look at the increasingly crazed flames, we're not so sure the survivors who are still trapped can survive."
A tear just falls between the two cheeks. Puspa's legs weaken when he imagines both patients dying in a fire. Guilt penetrates the deepest recesses of the heart. If he had not obeyed Lena's orders, maybe the woman could have saved Raihan's parents.
The woman was sitting limp in the paving block, staring softly ahead. He cried watching how the black smoke billowed high into the clouds. 'Oh my God, save Miss Lena and Doctor Paradise, ' her inner self. Gripping tightly to the grocery bag, containing the groceries requested by his patients.
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