Love Lara
13.first night

Lara, restless in her room, her eyes seemed to be very unwilling to be friendly again, tried repeatedly, closing her eyes.

In fact can not sleep sleep, but has repeatedly yawned.

Brakk!!

Suddenly the door to his room was broken down, he became shocked, when four masked people, had stood in front of him, and tried to hold a resistance, but could not, he was actually paralyzed and tied up,then he was taken forcibly to a parked car, a little away from the contract.

"Mmmmhhhh", lara tried to escape, but could not.

His mouth had been smothered in cloth, and his eyes were tied, so that he could not see.

"Oh my God, what really happened to me" lara said in her heart.

"Please help your servant O Allah, the servant only wants to be an honest official, why should he be faced with this situation" said lara to her heart who groaned for God's help.

"What should we do with this prosecutor sir?", asked a man who I thought was taking me to his superior.

"Just put it in that empty room, after all, we must treat it well, we only need its help" the man replied.

"Puihh, what help do you need from me, I do not want to cooperate with humans, like you", my heart.

Apparently they wanted to work with me, for a very large case in this area, related to the murder of a mutilated treasurer, who for three years, had not been exposed to the case.

"Sorry sir, I can't do anything that low, you better ask the other prosecutor for help, I'm willing to be crazy about life, than to exchange my self-esteem for a pile of money" I added.

"Sir don't be arrogant, what a lara does not want to be rich like others, look at a friend of Mr. Lara's friend who drives a car and lives in a luxury house, while the mr. malarana, sir,still loyal to the motorbike butut and live contracted seedy", said a man who voiced baritone, while my eye bond has not been opened, just open my mouth, so as to speak with them.

"It doesn't matter to me, sir, please stop influencing me, I'd rather resign, if I have to be forced to cheat" I replied.

"You are very stubborn, Mr. Malarana, but I give you the opportunity to think, think well of my request" said the man.

There were footsteps coming out of this room, I'm sure they came out again from this ka.ar I've occupied.

I don't answer, it's not important to me to talk to people like this.

Those who work excuses for the people, it turns out only for personal gain.

I lay my body on this soft bed, when the door of the room was opened very slowly, as if very afraid to sound anyone.

"Sir, let's get out of here" said the man.

"Who are you?", I asked

"Sstt", the guy stopped me from talking and took off my blindfold

"Father!", I was surprised to see him, his father kaila

He led me out of this house with a heart, why, he so memorized the location of this house in detail even though it has many rooms and secret doors.

Finally, sir Sudirman, his father kaila managed to take me out of the house, he took me to the house of a policeman who had heard about me, which was always the target of the mafia.

"Welcome, Mr. Lara, introduce my name is Bagus Santosa, the transfer from Java, I am very salute and proud of, Pak lara who turned out to fight for the fate of the small people" he said while patting my shoulder.

He shook my hand tightly.

"Let's fight together sir, we'll be good work runners" he said.

"Same sir, I am also very proud and honored, good sir, chose me to be a good working partner" I said.

That night I had to stay at the nice guy's house and chat late into the night, apparently he also heard the cheating done by some police to the kaila family, and he was touched to hear it.

"Life in the deep, indeed the difficult tone of the sirwe are firmly a little wrong, soft even used as an opportunity for people to trick us" he said with a laugh.

First of all, I feel like I'm not alone anymore