Loving the Mafia
Miris
"could. I'm sure I can, this I've done a lot while on duty in a precarious situation." Hamdan.
"But you won't know how deep the bullet went, and where it lodged. What about at heart? You can't do this with manuals."
"I know how much pressure the bullets are. Come on, trust me!" Hamdan put away Chesy's hand, then resumed his action, thrusting the knife into the wound.
Chesy turned her eyes away, not wanting to witness the horrific scene, she closed her eyes. Crying sobbing. There was nothing he could do but cry. Fear and panic blend into one. Even if he hates someone, believe me he will not be able to eliminate his life. Not likely.
Alando helps Hamdan.
I don't know how many minutes they both had the operation, Chesy doesn't know. Until Chesy finally heard Alando say, "Thank God. Everything's been taken out."
"It's done!" Hamdan told Chesy.
And when Chesy turned to look Cazim's shirt was already scissored, the man was bare-chested with a bandage wrapped in the wound.
"Are you sure he'll be okay?" Chesy stared with doubtful eyes.
"Yes." Yeah." Hamdan nodded. "I've done this a lot. Trust me." Hamdan looked at Alando and said, "Al, let's help me lift Cazim's body to the bed."
The two men then lifted Cazim's body onto the mattress.
The round man who didn't know what it was was nodded. He took a mop and wiped the floor. Wrapping clothes that have been torn into plastic bags.
"Chesy, I'm asking for your cooperation, let this be our secret! Don't get leaking. Shooting cases aren't good, you could get in trouble because of this. What's more if Cazim was rushed to the hospital and this thing is smelled by journalists, then the problem will be long. You're not the only one in trouble, but me too. Understand right?" hamdan.
Chesy was silent. There were many questions on his mind that all of them he could only swallow inwardly.
"If anything happens to Cazim, you call him Alando, Alando will call me quickly and I'll get help as soon as possible. Cazim needed drugs to relieve pain in his wound, also to make his blood freeze quickly so that the wound does not continue to bleed. I'll get you the cure. Alando will send it here!" Hamdan stepped towards the door.
But then Hamdan's steps stopped, he turned his head back towards Chesy. "Oh yeah, you have to condition things here. An empty seat, sooner or later your father or anyone else will come to pick you up, ask you to come out and come back together considering the time of the match is still long."
Chesy just stared, silent. Actually there's still a lot he wants to ask Hamdan, but it's off. His mind was only on Cazim at this moment.
"I believe you can handle the conditions here, lest anyone see Cazim's condition, including your father's," Hamdan said.
"Isn't this what I expected from Cazim, you wanted to shoot him, right? And now he's been shot through someone else's hand, why did you save him?" ask Chesy.
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