Serving a Paralyzed Wife
65. Drowned

The box car continued to go, starting close to the port area. Krishna grinned as soon as the plan would work. He will get rid of Glacia, then after this John and Narendra, and the great company of Martadinata will soon be his.

Krisna and his men used two cars. One box car used to carry Glacia, the other is an ordinary old car that is driven by one of the young men. They were at the front as a guide, because one of the hooligans knew the ins and outs of the shortcut to the harbor.

Once again, Chris laughed with his own thoughts. He patted the young man beside him who was driving. "Come, faster," he said.

The young man nodded and increased the speed of their car. Not to forget he told his friend who was leading the way ahead.

For a moment Krisna's eyes glanced back, she was sure Glacia was dying of exhaustion. Sure enough, back there Glacia slept for several tens of minutes. The tattooed hoodlum who had been accompanying him until astonished because Glacia could not wake up for that long.

Usually Glacia will be aghast every time the car experiences a shock. But this time no, the woman seemed peaceful in her sleep. He grunted trying not to care. But it is undeniable that he is curious.

Thomas, the grumpy hoodlum with the full body of the tattoo, reached out. He pressed down on Glacia's upper arm using his index finger. "Hey," he called, slowly and briefly.

No response from Glacia. He pulled back his hand. Maybe Glacia did sleep because all night they traveled. He just made sure the woman kept breathing, because their master wanted her to drown alive.

Back to Krisna who laughed after getting the transfer he expected from Lizy. Indeed the name of the sender is not on behalf of the woman, but he does not care, the important money goes in as promised.

"Mahaha ...." Krishna's laughter echoed, and the young man beside him immediately asked.

"What's wrong?"

Krisna turned her head, still with gladness she immediately put her phone in her pants pocket. "Is the port still far away?"

"About 1 and a half kilometers away. We have to cross the bridge before we get there" replied the young man.

Krishna just nodded. He said nothing about the transfer money. While they were unconscious, a helicopter had just landed in the field not far from there.

Narendra's driving his car faster. His breathing sounded heavy with his body tensing tremendously. Krishna's car is still tens of meters away. He also had to be patient because several times blocked other vehicles.

That afternoon the streets in the city are quite crowded, especially those that lead directly to the port. Not much different from Narendra, Krisna also had to clack when his car was stuck in traffic.

"What's wrong? Why is the bridge so full?" krisna asked annoyed.

The young man beside her replied. "It's about to take a holiday. It's usually like that."

"Damn it, I can't wait to throw the woman away" he mumbled.

Narendra repeatedly hit the steering wheel while continuing to circulate his eyes. The long bridge across the strait is already visible in front, although it is small because it is still too far to reach. While the red dot on the map shows that Krishna is near there.

Many times Narendra sounded the horn that made others uncomfortable and scolded him. But they do not understand how Narendra is currently.

When the vehicle in front of him started to speed, Narendra did not waste the opportunity to overtake some of them.

Up ahead, Krisna's car and his men have started to enter the bridge. Traffic was smooth until they could return to a decent speed.

The corner of Krishna's lips grinned. In a moment, Glacia should thank him, because after this he will no longer experience pain by his illness.

In the midst of Krisna's excitement, suddenly, far from their front a luxury sedan speeding against the current. The sound of the honking sound was simple, even the atmosphere of the streets turned chaotic. But the car was reluctant to stop the crazy action until suddenly he slammed the steering wheel suddenly, turning with a transverse position blocking the road that caused a loud squeak on the asphalt.

The riders who crossed the bridge lost control of their vehicles, until the body of the car and motorcycle collided with each other causing a collision streak that spread to the back, causing a collision that spread to the rear, including Krisna's car and his men who are now staggered in any direction, hit other riders who also experienced similar things.

Ckiittt .... Brak! Bruk! Brak! Bruk!

The sound of squealing and loud clashing makes the atmosphere of the bridge boisterous.

"Damn it! What the fuck is that madmanuu!!!" shouted Krisna who is now holding on tightly with her body stumbled to and fro hitting the car cabin. While the young man beside him tried hard to control the steering wheel in the moment their car almost toppled several times.

Inside the box, Glacia who was asleep also realized that she had a great shock. His body shifted and hit the right left side of the wall of the big box. The surrounding cardboard also scattered on his frail body that could not do anything.

Glacia shrieked in surprise and reflexively searched for the whereabouts of the young brat she remembered still with her on the way. The tattooed young man was apparently also staring at Glacia.

Their positions were far apart, the young man clung firmly to an iron that ran across the front of the box. While Glacia, she could not hold her own body that was shaken to the ground, rolling to and fro into the cardboard and car box walls.

Glacia did not even have the time to ask what happened to the young man who was looking at her elaborately half in doubt.

While about twenty meters from there, Narendra stopped his car when he saw the accident ahead. His body suddenly stiffened with Glacia, he also confirmed the map and observed one by one the vehicles there.

Narendra finds the box car that he allegedly boarded by Krishna. But at that time his eyes widened and Narendra immediately opened the door of his car and then ran out.

The old car driven by Krisna's men rolled among other vehicles, while the box car that was driven by Krisna spun to the edge of the bridge, hit the guardrail until the box door behind him immediately opened wide with an indented position, and the second was also ...

"Aaaakkhhh!!!! Neurobehr ...." The sound of a woman's scream followed by the pounding of water was very loud in the spotlight of the people.

Without being prevented, Glacia's body slammed out past the bridge barrier until it crashed into the waters below.

The atmosphere is increasingly buzzing in the midst of the complicated condition of the bridge after the accident. They all shouted knowing there were casualties and immediately flocked to look at the edge of the bridge.

Behind the flustered crowd Narendra was fixated with running breaths. With a disheveled mind he pushed the bodies there and unhesitatingly jumped down.

Byuru!!!

Not yet finished the shock of the humans, they were again made strangled to see the courage of Narendra who threw himself after Glacia who had now sunk disappeared from the surface.

Police sirens and ambulances were heard approaching the crash site. While far ahead, the luxury sedan that was none other than the chaos maker casually turned away from the place.

Luxury car with shiny black color and distinctive logo Wiranata was speeding past the police and medics who scattering come.