
Airlangga ran through the darkness of the night. Suddenly his body was pulled by someone and his mouth smothered. His body was dragged away from the path he was walking on, continuing among the groves of trees in the cemetery.
Airlangga struggled, but his body relaxed and long ago his consciousness was lost.
When he opened his eyes, he had been in a room, lying on a wooden floor. The room felt moving. Airlangga began to be confused, even though the dizziness had not subsided.
The sound of water splashing made him realize that he was in a room of wood inside the ship. Neutrality grows.
"Nak dao kamano iko, Da? Or kito selling sajo ka toke Rizal? Pretty, Da, dapek piti lobiah kito."
"Urang kok just sikik nyo mampay. Lobiah elok kito selling sajo ka Koh Acong. He paid a lot of money for it."
There were two men talking from outside the door. The heart of Airlangga began to beat rapidly. He tried to get up, but it was difficult because his legs and hands were tied.
"Is he conscious?"
"I don't know."
"Jom look," asked one of them.
The sound of the door began to sound, making Airlangga standby.
"Who are you?" asked Airlangga, trying to move to the corner of the room.
"He seems to have realized what we should do?" ask a man with a small stature and mature brown skin. He wears safari clothes and pants.
"We ask Uda Hanafi first," another response. He seems older and older. Seen from the firm wrinkle on his hard face.
The younger man then left the room. The person in front of him looked down.
"You look very young and weak. Can it be sold expensive?" said the man checked Airlangga's shoulder.
"Who are y'all? Why was I brought here?" asked Airlangga in a male voice.
The man in front of him looked enlarged. "You're a man but your voice is weird."
"You were brought here because someone wanted to throw you away from his life. He wants us to kill you and dump your body into the sea to serve as shark food" replied someone who had just entered the room.
The man's body was tall and large. Handsome, not like the two men. It's just like unkempt.
"Who told you to?" ask Airlangga with a stutter.
"Of course, he just transferred three hundred million dollars to get you away from his life."
Airlangga was not surprised by this because he knew his father's family could do anything just that they wanted to kill him. Even without being asked, he will willingly leave.
He tried to sit by leaning against the wall.
"I beg you, don't kill me, I'll do anything here. Cleaning, cooking and even washing your clothes. Just let me live" Airlangga asked.
"You're a man but you're as hard as a woman. Your body also looks weak. It's more profitable if I sell you to a big boss to be a slave in his palm oil garden."
"How, Uda?" ask Ryan.
"Please give me a chance to live as a human being. I will be very grateful to you" Airlangga said with a hopeful look at the man called Hanafi.
I don't know why Airlangga's gaze made Hanafi unbearable. He is a cold-blooded man. I'm used to killing people. Originally, he was a Medan people who migrated to the land of Riau and became a sailor. He's been killing people since he joined his father in the drug business.
However, he had left the business after his father was arrested by the Police on Javanese soil and taken to Nusa Kambangan. However, if anyone wanted to take his services to kill people, he would do so.
His work brought expedition goods from Riau to the capital, a job to cover up his crimes.
"Thank you is not enough" Hanafi replied.
Eric agreed.
"Anything?"
Airlangga.
"A man like you can do what? Even hoisting the anchor up on the ship doesn't seem to be able to."
"I will learn" replied Airlangga firmly.
Hanafi narrowed his eyes while observing Airlangga and began to think.
"Alright, but keep your promise, don't run away from us."
"Okey," Airlangga replied excitedly while breathing a sigh of relief.
"Why don't you ask who wants to finish you off?" ask Hanafi wonder.
Two other people nodded. Airlangga himself even smiled widely, making them increasingly distrustful of what they saw.
Airlangga looks like a child. Clean and wear expensive clothes. She seemed happy when she was kidnapped, something they had just seen.
"It's not necessary because I'm fed up with my old life and want to start a new one. The spirit!" airlangga.
The kidnappers stared at each other in confusion.
One day earlier, in Jakarta.
Airlangga was brought into the car by several people. At that moment, the Emperor and Emilio who were looking directly shouted.
"Hey, what are you doing!"
The three people immediately got into the car and left the location quickly. Emilio immediately ran to fetch his car and left along with the Emperor chasing the car.
There is a chase action on the highway as in the action movie scene.
"Are you thinking the same thing as me?" ask Emilio.
"On Airlangga?" Emilio turned his head for a while while remaining focused on the path in front of him.
"Yes, he." The Emperor's hands held the car's body firmly because of their above average speed. He was not surprised by Emilio's ability to control his car so skillfully chasing the criminals.
"She's the woman we're looking for, sir."
"Damn it, how could he fool us" said the Emperor. "Awas.." cried the Emperor as their car was about to crash into a car from the opposite direction. Emilio slammed the steering wheel to the side so that they could survive this time. The car stopped for a moment and they took a breath. The Emperor rubbed his face which was starting to pale.
"Good news is she's also pregnant with your son Sir" Emilio said.
For a moment, the Emperor was stunned. "Then go after them now, you wait!" shouted Emperor.
The emperor smiled and began to gas the car and the car drove quickly. Unfortunately, they lack calculation. Unexpectedly, the car they were chasing was waiting for them.
Emilio started to get a bad feeling about this. He tried to turn the car in the other direction, but unfortunately a barrage of bullets was aimed at the car.
Dor... Dor... Dor...
The rear car tire broke and another bullet hit the body of the car. At the same time a car drove fast and hit the Emperor's car. Then there was a lucky accident there.
Brakes.... The car slammed into the side of the road and flipped.
"Wherever you are I will find you Airlangga" said the Emperor, staring at the car carrying Airlangga away.
Blood started to flow filled his face and his gaze started to blur.
"Master... Sir.." call Emilio who is both severely injured.