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Dhira was aware of his stings. How shocked he was to find his hands and feet tied. His eyes searched the whole room. Only then did he realize he was in the middle of an abandoned building. About five yards from him were five men playing cards. He believes they are his guards.

"Who are they? Why are they keeping me?" Ask slowly while looking for a way to escape the bond.

"Dam. The bond is strong."

As much as he could pull his hand out but still could not. "Have a look out for you later!" His whisper with molars.

He looked up to see the pole where it was tied. Seeing that the pole was not round in shape rose a slight smile on his lips. The shifting of the buttocks attached to the floor slowly towards the right. Automatic hands also shifted. Continuously forced even though it is difficult to shift because the stomach is also tightly bound.

"Ah succeeds." He said in his heart when he was sitting on his side from the beginning. His back was firmly attached to the corner of the cement pole. Slowly he swiped the rope in his hand into a corner in the hope that it would break. It's been a long time but the rope hasn't come off. Dhira was very fierce and forced his hand with all his might. However, he must escape the bond in order to beat the men.

He surrounds both of his wrists. Must have been blisters and bleeding from being too forced. Continue until Dhira's mouth grimaces restrained due to pain. With pain-resistant efforts in both hands, the rope was finally broken. As soon as her hands were free, Dhira pulled the necklace from her chest and took the coin-tapped pendant with a sharp edge. With the fringe of the coin he swiped the straps on his stomach and feet.

"Woi see he's running away!" Shouted one of the men seeing Dhira already bent over with her hands still cutting the rope on her leg.

"Hey! Capture her. Tie again!"

The five of them compactly ran towards Dhira.

Fortunately, the rope in his leg was broken. He stood with a piece of wood in his hand.

"Just be!" But don't blame me if your head breaks and dies!"

"Basin the woman of doubt! Look at your pretty hands, bloody. It must be painful, here's Abang obati." The tallest man moved his hand to make Dhira come closer.

"You'd better step aside and go home. After my hand hits, you won't be able to go home." Dhira plays the beam in his hand.

"Catch her!" Shouted one of them. They all advanced to capture Dhira.

One by one Dhira looked at the faces of the men. They've never seen him. He had suspected they were the same man when Rendra intercepted them.

There was no more mercy in Dhira's heart. Cleverly he lunged at them with a beam game smashing into everyone who approached him. Sometimes he plays his feet to kick and his left hand to carate or punch. The movement is very fast and unpredictable. He was so angry and wanted to leave the place immediately.

"Tell me why are you holding me?" Shouted Dhira with a crushing blow to the head of one of them. As soon as the man collapsed he stomped on his chest and stomach with a stick pressing on the man's neck. He looked like he was about to surf over the man's body.

"Say! Or your neck is broken!" He pressed the beam firmly so as to make the man wriggle in pain.

"good. But please let go of our friend." Bargain the other man with a deathly pale face. He is afraid that he will not be able to carry out Rendra's orders to keep the woman bound before they take off.

"Tell me or your neck is broken!" Shake Dhira to the man under her feet.

"Hey..."

Bukkkk

Suddenly one hit Dhira from behind with a rope of electric cable. A very narrow blow to his back. Unable to hold his leg, he rolled onto the floor while enduring the pain in his shoulder.

It was then that the other five men pulled the man that Dhira stepped on. They escaped.

Dhira laid his body. So that the pain will decrease. "They're really insolent. You wimps!" He rose up not accepting the person who hurt him get away with it. Run towards the road that the men went through.

The building is so big. Dhira has run as far as possible but he has not yet come out of the building. Suddenly he realized the bag and his phone was still in place bound before, he again ran home to take his thing.

"Andhiraaa!"

"Andhira...! Are you here? Please answer Andhira!"

Dhira heard his name called.

"Who called me so complete?" He asked while putting the bag on his shoulder and left from there.

He walked down the wide hallway with a cement floor quickly.

"Andhiraaa!"

The sound is getting closer. There was even the sound of running footprints leading to him.

Dhira stop. He was worried about the man's voice. Before the owner of the voice got closer, Dhira turned around to run away. He did not know that voice. Among his friends there was no such sound.

At the end of a dead end street. All just high concrete walls with no windows. While the left right there is a skeleton of the building that looks blackened burn marks. Not to mention the wood and iron materials scattered carelessly.

"Andhira are you okay?"

Dhira turned his head, feeling that the voice was not foreign. "Sir Leo? Why are you here?" Dhira looked at Leo from toe to head with an unusual look.

"Sorry I just arrived." Leo's breath was in a hurry because of the speed of running around some of the hallways of the building.

"What are you doing here?" Dhira asked with a suspicious look.

"Hah hah.I tried to save you. I've got information that you're being held here?"

"Oh. Now I'm fine. You better go back."

"Thank God. I'm so scared." Leo approached and put his hand on Dhira's head. "Let's go home together. This place is far from the roadside."

"No. E. I mean, you go home first. I went home by myself."

"Ahsss..my hands." The sizzle of Dhira as his wrist was held by Leo.

"Why? What pain?" Leo felt his hands wet. He lowered his head and looked at Dhira's wrist.

"You're hurt. Your hands are bleeding." Leo raised their hands and examined them. 'you're rude, Rendra! Look how I punished you!' leo shouted in his heart. Though earlier when Rendra called to tell the whereabouts of Dhira promised not to hurt him in the slightest. Leo's molars clashed against each other with anger.

"Which other part hurts?" Ask Leo in a soft voice.

"Nothing." Dhira pulls his hand out of Leo's.

"Let's have your feet hurt too. I'll lead you." Leo held Dhira's shoulder.

"Akhn..." Again Dhira grimaced. His shoulder that was hit by the sabetan was painful.

"It's not true. Your wounds seem like a lot. Come quickly, your wounds must be treated immediately."

Suddenly Leo lowered his body and raised Dhira at once.

"Aaaa...get me down! Sir I can walk alone." Shouted Dhira as he muttered from Leo's barking.

"Be quiet. Or you fall and your wounds will get worse."

"I'm fine. I can walk by myself."

"Wounds like this you say are good. Quiet down!" Leo ran with Dhira sandwiched between his hands and chest.

Along the way until arriving at the car Dhira shouted continuously to be taken down. But Leo did not press him and now has Dhira in the seat next to the steering wheel.

"Be quiet. We'll get some medicine first." Leo closed the door and ran to the side.

"I'm going home, sir. I can treat it myself." Pinta Dhira when the car is running.

"Be quiet! I know what's best for you." Leo said without looking at Dhira because he was focusing on the narrow and muddy road. It turns out that it is true that the factory was dumped from the settlement and the road there was difficult with a watery dirt road was also turned into a waterhole.

The car could not move forward. The tires went too deep into the mud. The roar of the car engine forced the car to go forward. But the car feels next to the back because the tires are getting deeper.

Leo continued to step on the gas pedal until it ran out but did not produce any results. "This area is a swamp swamp, added Musin rain. Street's bad. Often made people around as a cross-crossan place." The place was empty for about five years. Because this land is related to disputes so it is left abandoned. Originally the main road to this factory was in the opposite part of the road that Leo passed. But because the main road is closed even planted with trees and become a thicket can not be passed anymore. While this dirt road is a road made by the youth for a place to play.

"Where are you going?" Leo asked when he saw Dhira opening the door.

"Rear. I'll try to help." Dhira came down and closed the door. Then open the back door and climb up again. "Try to be gassed, sir, I'll help from here."

Leo did what Dhira suggested. He's squeezing a car. While Dhira tried to shake the car to make it easier to move.

For ten minutes, there was no change. Dhira until sweating. And so is Leo.

"We walk to the main road. You still strong?"

"Then what about the car, sir."

"Let it. The workshop guy's gonna take it." Leo down. He was not trying to get the car out of the mud.

Dhira opened the door and went down. "Sir, please lock the car. Who knows I could."

Leo was struck by Dhira's words. "can you bring a car?"

Dhira. He reached out for the key.

With doubt Leo gave the key.

Dhira got into the car and turned it on. He lowered the glass and pulled his head out of the window. "Sir if you can, please push to the side. Shaken to make the tires move a little."

"okay." Leo prepared with two hands to the body of the car and shook his wobble firmly.

That's when Dhira rewinds the car with tips to arrive, then advances it at a fast speed. And succeed. The car tires are out of the hole.

"Great as well as you. Scream and dare." Leo praised Dhira.

Dhira did not answer. He just kept quiet and looked straight ahead. Childhood and teenage life to Dhira High School is quite a lot of experience. In his village in Liwa there was already used to the difficulties. Because living in the mountains surrounded by coffee plantations makes it work a lot of things. From Kindergarten he had trained his mother martial arts. If his friend martial to get a degree or capital support looking for a job when he was an adult, then it is different with Dhira. He is not training for awards or charters. But to equip yourself. It was all the determination of Amelia's mother.

Her daughter had to be a strong and powerful woman that no one else could bully. During that time he had a lot of experience about driving, farming and farming. He was always eager to petrify his martial teacher because he would get a wage in the form of money. Can bring a car, a motorcycle all from the teacher's belongings. Even back in High School time he was famous for reliable ojek bones. Transporting his teacher's coffee dozens to hundreds of sacks from the kebon to the courtyard of the house.

Doing such work in its place is not a shame or prestige thing. Because it is the average school child there that is how to find pocket money. They help parents with their daily living expenses.

Unknowingly Dhira had already arrived in front of an elite mansion. He wondered why Leo had brought him there.

"Whose house is this?" Ask slowly.

"Comedown. There will be doctors who treat." Leo heard Dhira's voice. But intentionally not to tell him that it was his home.

"There is no need sir. I'm good enough."

"Catch. It's for your own good." Leo opened the door next to Dhira.