Shackle Desire Aunt Beautiful
Chapter 84: THE MAN WITH THE MUSTACHE - THE HELPER - THE POLICE

Five hours later.

"You? What the hell's going on? Why....,"

"Tooolooong,"

The red color that soaked his entire clothes with limped footsteps endured the pain, making the mustachioed man completely tired after struggling hard to get to where he was headed. While the one being asked please rushed over to help the man to sit on the nearest chair carefully.

"Wait on! I'll get the medicine box first." The helper ran towards the mini sideboard in front of the bedroom, after retrieving the medicine box from the top drawer, he came back to the mustache man who had almost lost consciousness.

Nah!

The medicine box was placed on the table, then opened and a pair of scissors was taken. "Who did this to you?"

"Auw, slowly. The bullet went inside, where's my son now?" ask the man in the mustache.

The helper managed to cut off some of the man's mustache driver's uniform, and now the gaping wound is clearly visible. "You want a painkiller, or a pillow bite?"

"Jawab first, where's my son?" The moustached man waited for an answer, for him the safety of his son was more important than the pain he felt.

"He was inside, and asleep. I purposely gave you sleeping pills. Now grab this pillow, and bite!" answer the Helper firmly.

No more questions, whatever the Helper instructed was done. Until a white hand covered in a roll of shirt started to hold the mini clamp, and aimed the bitten flashlight at the shot wound. The focus is unshakeable, there is no roar of breath. A mini clamp pulls out a 9mm bullet.

Bullets are put into a glass filled with water, then do the next treatment by sewing the wound wide enough without fear or trepidation. The bandage is prepared as a last step. Time just passed by focusing on the man with the mustache.

Fifteen minutes later, the Helper wakes up and puts the medical supplies back in the medicine box. When he finished, he walked out of the living room and into the kitchen. Only a few of the women made a warm drink, then returned to the living room.

"Now can you explain, what's going on?" asked the helper to offer a cup of warm tea to the man with a mustache.

"As I said, they want to harm my son. I purposely told you to take Kenzo out of the company through another door, and I managed to distract those people....,"

"They guys?!" asked the Helper raising one eyebrow.

"Can you tell me what the face or posture of the man with the burn is?" ask the Helper to identify the target of his enemy.

"The man was about Ken's age, maybe three years older. Burns are on the left arm, but the most striking red watch blinds the eyes when exposed to sunlight." clearly the mustachioed man recalled the incident an hour ago after exiting the RD Company company to distract the enemy. "What's wrong? Do you know anything?"

The Helper shook her head, but the worried look in her eyes caused disbelief in the moustached man. "Do I not deserve to know anything? Even if it's my son's safety?"

"Just keep an eye around you, and put your ears in. Don't try to go any further! I can't take any chances, let alone add to my responsibility of protecting a lot of people." The helper got up from his seat, "One more time, don't say anything to Kenzo, let alone Keano!"

The departure of the helper, made the moustached man stunned. Especially after the warning given by the woman, the fear of the safety of her two sons became more and more. "I don't know what you and he's up to, but I won't stay put."

The night went by so quickly, changing the sun. However, the world always presents so much heated news regardless of day or night. Not news about the Abizar family, of course, this time the glass screen broadcast the discovery of a corpse on the riverbank in a terrible condition.

Who's the body? Why become a trending topic that makes many ears busy listening with the mouth of the argument at will of the news audience.

Tinctong!

Tinctong!

Tinctong!

The house bell rang repeatedly, making some busy servants do the task of hurriedly stopping activities and running towards the main door of the mansion.

"Bi Tun, you're the one who's open. I'm back inside so breakfast is served."

"Yeah, Ndu. I'm wae sek mbukak lawang." Replied Bi Yatun wiping her wet hands with an apron attached to her body.

The servant woman's hand clasped a golden iron with a lotus flower head in front of her. Then pull it up, and slowly the door opens. Several people in police uniforms were already standing in front of the main door, "Police sir?"

"Morning, Bi. Is Madame Abizar home?" asked the Police Officer, making Bi Yatun nod. "Please call him, we the police need to confirm the identity of the body in the ambulance."

"Corpse?" Bi Yatun was stunned to hear the police officer's explanation.