Murder In The Old Castle
145. Flames
The twilight began to envelop the city. The sky is red, accompanying the sun that began to incline in the western horizon. Nayya pulled the bedsheet that wrapped the mattress and handed it to Gerry who was standing next to the gas stove. They are ready for the plan discussed earlier.
“You ready?” ask Gerry.
Nayya nodded, though her heart was filled with doubt. But he had no other choice. Whatever the risk, they will continue to do the plan. Gerry took the sheets from Nayya's hand, then brought them closer to the stove that had just been lit.
“You sure this is safe?” ask Nayya.
“Faith. Just relax!” gerry said with confidence.
The fire began to burn the ends of the sheets, then crept slowly. Smoke billowed, and the fire began to lick. Nayya took a few steps back in fear.
“You can find a safe place. Let me take care of this!”
Gerry stuffed the burning sheets into a plastic bin. Smoke began to billow into the room, so Nayya coughed. Gerry opened the balcony door wide. The smoke can come out of the room.
“It looks like the smoke is less. How about we burn the mattress too?” gerry's Proposal.
“You're crazy! We can burn to death in this place!” Nayya.
“If only the sheets are burned, the smoke is less and invisible. We need a lot of smoke and lots of it. This mattress is thick, and I'm sure that burning it will cause a lot of smoke. The one who sees will think this apartment is a fire. Believe that! We'll be safe. This is the only effort we can make!” Gerry tries to convince Nayya.
In the end Nayya could not ban Gerry. Gerry immediately lowered the mattress, then dragged it near the balcony door. The bedsheet that was still burning he took and threw it on the bed. Suddenly, the fire began to smolder and burned the mattress slowly.
What Gerry said was true. The mattress immediately caught fire, and caused a thick billowing smoke. The smoke started coming out of the window, soaring out. Gerry was hoping someone would see the smoke.
Meanwhile, he also brought the rest of the sheets that are still covered by fire to the fire indicator on the ceiling of the room. It rises with the help of a chair, bringing the sheets closer to the indicator, so that water is splashed from the indicator. Simultaneously, fire alarms started roaring throughout the apartment building.
Gerry smiled with relief. He hopes this effort will pay off, although Nayya still looks anxious. He felt quite pessimistic about this effort.
“I can imagine the current occupants of this apartment began to panic and run out,” said Gerry.
“I hope someone will help us soon, because otherwise we will die here!” nayya.
“You rest easy, we'll be fine!”
The smoke was getting more dense, even the room was now covered in smoke. Nayya covered her nose, so that the smoke would not go deeper into her lungs. His eyes felt sore. He huddled at the end of the room anxiously. The fire only burned the mattress, but still Nayya felt anxious.
Meanwhile, Gerry was on guard with a bucket of water and a dipper, just in case something unexpected happened. From inside the room, he could hear screams from the surrounding rooms. Apparently the apartment dwellers began to panic, They ran around saving anything they could save.
Suddenly Gerry heard the sound of the door being knocked from outside.
“Halo! Is there anyone inside?” A voice from outside sounded.
“Iya Sir! A toloong! We're locked inside!” answer Gerry.
“We will break down the door!” the voice said from outside.
“Good Sir!”
Gerry laughed happily, waiting for help to arrive. Moments later, he heard the door open.
Click!
The figure entered the room with a cold gaze as if nothing had happened, while behind him, an apartment guard followed.
The guard nodded, then left the apartment. The figure stared at Gerry and Nayya sharply, then he locked the apartment door again.
Click!
***
Miranti had just gotten off the angkot, then paid the driver a fare, before he walked down a vacant alley to his home. He felt tired because of the many activities on campus that day.
Apparently, in the near future his department will hold an Olympic activity involving all students in the city. He was elected as one of the committee, so he had to go home by night.
Want him to arrive soon, take a bath with warm water, and lay down in his beloved bed. He wants to relax muscles that feel stiff, while listening to soft music. While walking, he opened his phone. All day he did not check the messages that came in today.
There were dozens of incoming messages when he checked. There were some messages from friends and lecturers. There is also an unknown number.
“Pregnated to die? I'm sending you to Jenny and Alma faster! I don't want to kill you, but I think you should die!”
Reading the message, Miranti's heart rumbled. He stopped in his steps, staring around. The alley looks deserted. The houses were closed, as if he was alone in the alley.
Soon he accelerated his pace anxiously. He did not want to die or be killed. Who actually sent that message?
He replied to that message.
“Who are you? Don't try to scare me! I'll report it to the police!” his reply.
Even though he was actually scared, he tried to be brave.
“Hahaha I am a friend. We don't know very well, but you know me. Don't threaten me with the police. You think I'm scared? I'm not afraid of the police. So enjoy my surprise!”
Returned a message he received. Miranti was getting scared. He called the number that sent the message, but the call was rejected.
“Job!” objurgation.
Miranti stepped in at a rapid pace. The distance to his house was still several hundred meters, but it felt tens of kilometers away. Asmenta Miranti walked quickly, until she sensed that someone was following.
He walked anxiously, down the alley. There was the footsteps of someone who was walking not far behind him. As he quickened his pace, the figure behind him also accelerated.
Curiosity tickled Miranti, to see who was walking behind her. Soon he turned around quickly, but there was no one.
“Oh, maybe just my feelings,”
he muttered while sighing in relief.
He slowed down as he continued walking. Despite a lot of bad thoughts in his head, he continued to walk without looking back again. His house is starting to be seen. He felt relieved, because for him the house is the safest place in the world. There was his martial arts elder brother.
Taps!
Suddenly he felt someone pat him on the shoulder. Miranti almost jumped up, she turned back, finding someone suddenly standing behind her!
“K-you? Why are you following me?” ask Miranti.
***