Namoras
Jol visits

Bruum.., bruum...

The deafening sound coming from the front of the house made some neighbors feel disturbed then stuck his head towards the door while swearing a short length.

A young man who was none other than Jol grinned on his motorcycle when he heard the swearing coming from the neighbors.

As if not feeling guilty, he got off his motorbike, then stepped towards one of the houses in the Batu city police service housing.

Not to mention the few steps he walked, his voice was already deafening screaming making the oath of absorption again scattering from the mouth of the mother who was disturbed.

"Hehehe. I'm sorry aunts, aunt-grandmothers, aunts and all her friends" she said with a grin. But he came back screaming. "Moraaaa.., woy Moraaaaa..,"

"Slack kid. Lower the volume of your voice. Or I'll plug it in with this washcloth!" Threaten one of the mothers who feel disturbed.

"Haha. Relax Mom. It's only temporary. If you get used to it, you will definitely not feel disturbed anymore," said Jol continued to grin.

"Assynolajet. Boru Host. Where is Namora?" She asked while knocking on Rio's door.

Shortly after, a sound of steps came to the door, and slowly the door opened.

"That's you Jol?" Asked the middle-aged woman who was none other than Mirna Namora's mother.

"Hehehe. Yes Host Boru. I came here to meet Namora. He hasn't been in school for a long time. Is she okay?"

Mirna let out a heavy sigh hearing Jol's question just now. From the look on his face, Jol can think that Namora must be not okay.

"Go in Jol!" Bring Mirna.

Jol entered the house. Shortly after, Mirna came back to the living room with a cup of tea.

"Namora is not well. But it's a bit light," Mirna said as she placed a glass of tea on the table.

"Inang Boru's. What happened to Namora?" Ask Jol in a hurry. There was a worry implied on the look on his face. Understandably, from being in junior high school, to sitting in high school, Namora is the best friend she is most familiar with. In fact, she had always been a shield when Namora was bullied by the other students at school.

"long story. If you want to see Namora, go to her room. He may be asleep" Mirna replied as she pointed to the closed door.

Without many more words, Jol immediately stood up, then stepped towards Namora's room.

Coincidentally the door is not in the key until Jol can directly enter the room of his best friend.

When he stuck his head out to look inside, Jol saw Namora lying down. It was uncertain whether he was asleep or was deep in thought.

"Mora..," called Jol as he walked over to his best friend's bed. However, when he got closer, he was very surprised. He was surprised to see Namora's body covered in scars.

"It's not an accident wound. It forgets the bacok," thought Jol in his heart.

Jol slowly sat down on the side of Namora's bed, then watched closely.

"Why with Namora's wound? Where did he get these cuts. This is not a motorcycle accident. Or..," Jol shut his mouth for not daring to think a no-no.

"Heh.., you turned out to be Jol," Namora slowly opened her eyes, then forced herself to sit down. "Help me Jol!" Pinta Namora tells Jol to help her sit on a pile of pillows.

"You why Mora? What's with your injuries?" Jol asked back.

"Long story," replied Namora. Then he briefly told her what had happened to him these few days.

As soon as Namora finished with her story, Jol looked gawking. He had not expected that much had happened to Namora since they had split up in Dolok Ginjang.

"Do you know who they are, Mora?"

"I know. That guy is a hit man. Merely, what I did not understand until this moment was, why did that murderer not kill me? The opportunity is very open. I also wonder why I survived. There must be someone helping. It's just, I don't know who that guy is. All I know is that this guy is from Japan. That's all I know" replied Namora.

"It turns out that way. I just found out why you used to be so miserable. It turns out to hide your identity so as not to become the target of the enemy," said Jol trying to guess.

Namora shook her head refuting Jol's thinking. "It's actually not like that" Namora said as she improved her position to make it more upright. For a long time she felt uncomfortable as well as half lying down. "all of this had nothing to do with my status. Just a few months ago, there was a dispute between me and the owner of an Agro chemical company called Tanta. I finally forced him to give up the majority of his shares in the company. It's just, it turns out this guy has an employer in the city of L named Jhonroy. This is where the war began between me and Jhonroy's master. The culmination of this dispute, Zack is killed along with three others. And as you can see, I'm also their target. It's just that the angel of death has not taken my life, yet" Namora grimaced a little as she felt pain in her unhealed wound.

"If it could be restarted, would you choose a life that used to be the child of ordinary people who continue to be bullied, or a life now, rich but the target of murder?"

"Huh. Both are bad" Namora replied, complaining. "Jol. How's our school doing?"

"Just like always. It's just that, every once in a while Cobra's gang stopped by and made a troublemaker. We have trouble facing them. Sometimes I miss you. At least one more energy to fight them,"

"I'll be back to school soon. Maybe I'll have a hard time getting in tomorrow,"

"Morah. You didn't know you were a celebrity at school. Ever since you won that championship, people have started idolizing you,"

"Idola tai cat.

Don't hesitate to call me in case Dhani and her people bother you. We've been bullied too often by them. This time, why don't we fuck them. The wheel has to turn,"

"I'll be happy to wait for you. Rendra had also returned to school," Jol burst into laughter given how he and Namora beat Rendra to a pulp and coma. After he finished laughing, he continued. "The boy has no hatchet. Still as high-hearted as ever,"

"Maybe he still feels less. If he's lacking, I'll be happy to give him an extra lesson,"

"alright. You need to get well soon. Jericho and the others sent greetings to you," said Jol. He immediately got up to his feet before hearing a snorting sound from Namora.

"Greetings. Hail tai. Two-headed snakes like them, I don't want to be friends,"

"That's it. You have to get well soon" said Jol, patting Namora on the shoulder. It's just that, the shoulder he patted was a wound so Namora was suffocated in shock.

"Upst.., sorry," said Jol as he ran out of Jol's room.

After saying goodbye, Jol leaves Namora's house.

Now, Namora who was still grimacing in pain due to her wound was patted by Jol.

Seriate...