NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#66
Rianti still silently observed the atmosphere in the backyard of the house from the top of the house wall. His hands tightly held one of the branches of the fig tree so that his footrest remained balanced. The atmosphere behind the house looked quiet. Only occasionally seen bi Aisyah and Munawarah pacing around throwing garbage in the garbage cans behind the house.
Rianti looked down. The three-meter-high wall was still too deep for him. It is too risky if you have to jump. Rianti sighed in annoyance. He never thought of bringing a rope from home.
Rianti smiled. He seems to have come up with a brilliant idea. He crawled back up and leaned his body on the trunk of the fig tree. Slowly he unzipped his levis pants and took off his pants. He then tied one of his pants. The knife he put on one of the fig branches was then pulled and dropped down. Rianti nodded his head. Although still too far out of reach, but he convinced himself that he could do it.
With great care, Rianti then held onto the pants and slowly descended. Closing his eyes, he dropped his body and fell near the grave of Yulian Wibowo.
Rianti grimaced in pain holding his hand while still lying on the ground.
Rianti lifted his body and crawled to pick up the knife that was lying not far from where he fell. For a while he was still safely hiding near the grave of Yulian Wibowo. The flowers and plants that grow high around the grave of Yulian Wibowo make it able to see the surrounding situation.
"Let's go after me, Farida," cried Fahmi excitedly as he pedaled his bike to the end of the side wall of the house. Shortly afterwards, Farida is seen pedaling his bike towards Fahmi.
Rianti interrupted the stems of the plants in front of him. He smiled and held the knife in his hand. Hand vibrates. Seeing the joy of the children Sulastri makes his anger peaked again. The children have taken away their happiness. Children who have absolutely no blood relation to him, but will now take his place enjoy the luxuries that his biological father left behind. Rianti shook his head in disbelief. He crawled closer. He had to catch one of the two, or both at once and stick the knife in their neck.
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"I think it's enough to mess around, Mom. It's eleven o'clock more. Looks like we have to leave" said Mr. Sahril. Sulastri turned towards the wall clock and smiled.
"Once again thank you for the help of the two of you. Mother, thank you for accompanying Mr. Sahril and Mr. Pratama, as well" Sulastri said. "Bu Trianti and Bu Nur, often mess around here. Don't forget, take the kids too" Sulastri continued towards Trianti and Nur's bu. Both of them smiled with their heads.
"Yes, ma'am, Mr. Ahmad will probably stay here as well. Incidentally, Mr. Bayan still has family relations with Mr. Ahmad. It's been a long time...,
"Please, help!"
Not finished Mr. Sahril spoke, suddenly heard a scream from the back of the house. "Bi Asiyah," sighed Sulastri. Chests pounding. Ever since the trip, he had indeed felt something unpleasant in his heart. Sulastri immediately rose up, as did the people who were with him. They immediately ran out of the house.
"don't try to get close if you don't want this knife to go through the boy's neck" Rianti said as Sulastri and the people he was with had gathered in front of him. The knife in her hand was pointed at Farida's neck who was crying fearfully in the firm grip of her hand. A frightened look emanated from his eyes asking for help towards Sulastri. Sulastri wept and rested on the ground.
"Please let go of my son, Rianti. He's got nothing wrong. He's still a kid. Please, let him go. "
Rianti smiled loudly.
"I'm not guilty, you say? He must feel my vengeance because I feel they have no right to what my papa left behind. You must suffer from Sulastri," said Rianti with sharp eyes lit up.
"Non, we can talk about this all right. Please, let the child go and let's talk about it in a family way" Mr. Sahril said. He took a few steps closer to Rianti while raising his hand. Seeing that, Rianti rewinded his steps .
"I told you, don't try to get close" Rianti said after pressing the tip of the knife on Farida's neck. Mr. Sahril stopped his steps. Sulastri was still crying. Likewise with Fahmi who is in the deck of Aisyah bi. He cried loudly to see his sister screaming in pain.
"What should I do, Rianti. Tell me, but please let go of the boy. He doesn't know anything" Sulastri said.
Rianti laughed loudly. He really looked satisfied to see Sulastri pleading while resting before him.
"Nobody can replace this grudge, anger and hatred of mine other than by taking away the life of your family, Sulastri. Don't think I can't do it. Ye know? Your husband didn't die because of his illness. He died because I poisoned him. I want him dead and all his possessions I can control. But what happened. After his death, he's still doing us a lot of pain." Rianti dragged Farida's body towards Yulian Wibowo's grave. With a sinister smile, Rianti kicked Yulian Wibowo's grave tombstone to the side. Mr. Sahril and Mr. Pratama look at each other.
"This old man gave a treasure that should be mine to a whore like you. What kind of decision is this." Rianti again dragged Farida's body to its original place. Farida's still struggling. The tip of the knife that touched the skin of his neck made his neck bleed.
Sulatri. He was closer to Rianti. Rianti again brandished his knife.
"Take the kid off. Just kill me. Please, let him go, Rianti,"
"hey, where are you going" cried Rianti when he saw Mr. Bayan was about to leave his place. Mr. Bayan who had moved a few meters stopped his steps.
"No one is trying to leave this place" Rianti said with a fierce look. "And you, Sulastri! I told you, your family must be destroyed. With that, the grudges and resentments in my heart can be unleashed. So don't expect you to take your son's place. All of you I'm gonna kill."
Sulastri. He had no way to save Farida. He looked towards Sahril. Mr. Sahril looked at Sulastri sadly.
"Sir, please, do something. If necessary, cancel all decisions. I would rather live a poor life than lose my children, "sulastri said in a raucous and quivering voice. Mr. Sahril sighed and returned his gaze to Rianti.
"Not once, Sulastri. I no longer need those treasuresI need your blood and your heart" cried Rianti.
Mr. Sahril sighed worriedly. Behind him, Mr. Pratama and his wife, Mr. Trianti, can only be silent staring sadly at Sulastri who insisted on asking Rianti to release his son.
"Non, the future of Non Rianti is still long. Do not let it all be tarnished by this Non act. Let's talk carefully, Non," said Mr. Sahril trying to seduce Rianti last time.
"False!
Rianti spit towards Mr. Sahril.
"What future, Mr. Sahril! You have also been involved in destroying my future. So don't try to advise me. You better go home and let me dismember this woman's body with her children."
Mr. Sahril sighed. He has no way anymore. Rianti's threat makes them unable to approach each other. Each tried to think of releasing Farida from the Rianti sandra. But under those circumstances, they had trouble making a rescue.