Namoras
Namora's Rage

The Batu city public cemetery.

Namora, who was wearing all-black clothes with her sunglasses, stood in front of four mounds of dirt that looked still wet with her hands clenched tightly. While his entire body seemed to shiver like a person who was stricken with malaria fever.

Kreeeeek...! Kreeeeek...! There was a crackling sound from the tightly clenched segments of his fingers.

There were dozens of similarly dressed mourning men behind him noticing what the young man was going to do.

Namora's face was very stiff right now. Although expressionless, but since then crystal-clear water droplets have dripped from both eyes.

Everyone knew that not many acquaintances belonged to Namora. And of those acquaintances, there were only a few who were familiar with it.

Other than Kenza, he was very familiar with Jol. After that, he had a subordinate that he considered to be his friend. The ones who really understood what he wanted were Zack, Ando and Lan. However, now three of the four mounds of land is the final resting place for the three people he considers friends. How could he not cry seeing the mound of earth. Moreover, he knew how this person could be targeted with murder.

Slowly Namora set her foot toward the tomb in the middle. He reached into his pocket, took out a yellowish-colored piece, then placed it right on the tombstone.

Zack bin Adnan's. Such were the words written on the tomb board.

Namora knelt down slowly, fondly stroked the headstone, then said. "Zacks. I did not expect my worries that night to finally become a very bitter reality. This victory medal I originally wanted to present to my father. But it is no longer needed. This victory medal is for you. To me, you are the real champion" Namora stopped saying. I don't know how many pieces of tissue he had spent rubbing his cheeks that were currently wet by tears.

"Zacks. Maybe you're tired of being constantly in the shadow of my forefinger. If you're tired of my constant orders, why don't you ask for a break? Why did you choose to rest forever? I can buy you a house, then give you money so you can get married. As long as you live, anything I'll give you while I can. Can we make a deal like that? But you gotta get up! We can keep on being friends,"

Namora's like a crazy person right now. He wants to make a deal with Zack as long as Zack lives again. But maybe the person who has died will come back to life.

"Yes Allah. Slaves don't have many friends. The first is J7. But they ignored me and there was only Jol left. The second is Kenza. But he went missing somewhere. The last one is Zack. But you took it from me. Why Oh God?" Namora wailed with grief. His voice was hoarse because he kept crying.

Her crying stopped when one hand held her shoulder.

Namora looked up at Ameng who was holding her shoulder.

"Morah. Don't be sad about not having friends. A Tiger doesn't need a friend to be king in the jungle,"

Namora stood up. He no longer cared about his appearance that looked very haggard. Slowly he said. "Jhonroy must accept my anger!" He said he then stepped out of the public burial area towards the car. He does not care even though he can just drive a car and still stiff, but the anger in his heart beat his fear to drive a car.

"Namorah. Where are you going?" Snapped Ameng when he saw Namora who was currently like a sane person.

"I'll kill them!" Shouted Namora without a care. He half ran towards the car, then forced his hand to open the door. When he found out that the car door was locked, he immediately stopped to wait for Ameng to approach him.

"Morah. Calm down first. We can set up a plan to retaliate. Zack's death must be avenged. But, if it's like this, you can take the life of his name," said Ameng.

"I don't care. Want to die, want to live, as long as I can kill the old man, I will be satisfied. Don't stop me, Uncle!" Namora said she did not want to lose and remained strong with her stance.

"Stupid. I thought, after sending you to school, you'd be smart. It turns out your brain is still dull. You're alone while they're thousands. Do you think that you have superpowers to defeat them. Just arriving in the yard of his house, you'll be grilled by Jhonroy's men,"

"I don't care. They should accompany Zack. Zack's lonely in there. Jhonroy must die to accompany Zack,"

Plaque..! Ameng slapped Namora's face with all his might so that the boy staggered and leaned against the body of the car.

Namora clenched her fists tightly, then stood up with a very stiff look. Shortly after, he ran towards the fibers of the person who surrounded him, then began to make a blind attack.

"It's really hard on this child's heart," said Ameng who immediately advanced, then caught the back of Namora's collar, then pulled it as hard as possible until Namora strayed back.

Ameng knows that Namora is now possessed by anger. Otherwise, it was impossible for him to make Namora fall like this. Being overwhelmed by anger, this would be extremely dangerous for Namora herself.

"You..., you want to rebel against me?" Snap Namora while rising. He pointed towards the people who surrounded him with overflowing anger.

"Young..,"

"Shut up!" His impact made Ameng's speech instantly stop.

"Bad!"

Plaque..!

"When did you learn to be such a traitor? Neither will your father beat me. You, who still stinks kencur already showed fangs in front of me? Barbarians!"

Namora knows she's wrong. In fact, before he was slapped once again by Ameng, he had already clenched his mouth. Hence, when Ameng's slap just landed once more on his cheek, he did not dare to raise his head to look at Ameng.

"If you can't be arranged anymore, then please take your nyama to L!" Ameng threw the car keys towards Namora, then pushed her body towards the car.

"Go!"

Ameng only bullied Namora. He had prepared himself if Namora was reckless to leave too, then the thing he could do was to have his men tie up and hold Namora in his apartment on Batu hill.

Namora was pushed forward with the car keys in her hand. But he didn't move. It felt as if both of his legs had been tethered to an iron pole so that he could not move his legs.

"I'm sorry Mora, Uncle!"

"So new is true. We can speak well with a cold head. Uncle has already discussed this matter with your father. In fact, great master Jerry William will also provide support. Don't mess with the big master's plan. Or you'll feel something worse than death!"

Namora shuddered in horror when she heard the name Jerry William called.

He could have been proud in the city of Kemuning and its surroundings. However, Jerry William can be proud of wherever he wants. Jerry William, the king of all business kings in this world can do anything. To him, Namora was nothing more than a grain of sand in a barren field.

"Follow me to the Batu city detention center. Your father wants to see you!" Take Ameng while pulling Namora's hand towards the car.

Namora, who was currently frightened when she heard the name Jerry William earlier could only be a submissive child. He could only follow what his father would have planned, and be ready to be a pawn if he was needed for it.

For him now is, as long as Jhonroy can be destroyed, whatever path he will take.

Seriate...