
Bram pushed both sides of the dragon-carved door open. Police officers are apparently behind the door. They're pouring in.
"Down your weapons, this place is under siege!" shouted one of the police. The room became boisterous, some were passing bullet casings to certain targets.Tara turned towards Genta and tried to open each bond that locked Genta's body.
Bram from the direction of the door ran carefully. He stuck his body close to the wall of the room to reach Tara. Avoiding also the possibility of stray bullets with his body address.
He saw that the woman had trouble opening the bonds to the man's body. Bram stretched out his hand unbinding on the battered man's leg. He's not sure if he's alive.
"You." said Bram, continuing to let his hand move without turning his head. "Your life keeps on going."
"You mean?" Tara glanced and began to untie in Genta's other hands then in her eyes.
"Ah, stop. We better secure this guy."
Bram untied the last of Genta's legs. The room is still boisterous. Some people have been arrested and others are still trying to maintain the safety of his soul from the police snares. Tara herself has not seen Dave.
Genta's body that was already helplessly collapsed forward. Thankfully Bram is here. He deftly held the body. Tara didn't think Genta could hold her body anymore. If she is alone, Tara is not sure that she can support the body and come out safe.
Bram carries Genta's body on his back. Walk quickly through the previously traveled path. Tara obediently followed from behind. Almost at the exit, Rico stops them. The barrel of a firearm is drawn right in front of Bram's face. They both stopped.
"You can't take a man in your arms out of this place" said Rico flatly. He hints for Bram to take Genta down from his carrier.
Bram budging. Staring at Rico lazily until the man was upset. "GET HIM DOWN NOW YOUNG MAN!"
A bullet shot up, knocking down the horses of the firearms Rico was holding. He screamed and fled. Tara picks up a falling firearm to hold Rico back.
"Just let Tara, we have to save her first," Bram sniffed his head towards Bram behind his back.
"alright. Come on," Tara stepped out of the house and stepped down the path.
***
The shops were closed and dusty all the way like a mirage. The atmosphere was inversely proportional to the place they had just left. Too quiet for Tara to shudder. He turned towards Genta in a sling of Bram. Genta just shut up. His body jerked following Bram's body movements.
"Bram, thank you" said Tara.
"Yes" Bram said briefly. "Don't involve yourself often."
"What?" Tara.
"No," Bram lifted up a little Genta's sagging body in his sling. "I'm talking to myself."
"I'm surprised you're here?" Tara mutters.
"That's the same question in my head for you, Tara," Bram said.
They fell silent while walking down the road to a more crowded street looking for a ride. The police behind were still busy then they left them with police affairs. It was strange that no health help was brought, Tara thought. Even more strange with the police group in front of the building.
"You called them?" ask Tara.
"Yes, who else? They're not superheroes who can hear the screams of 'please' and automatically arrive at the scene, right?" Bram again corrects Genta's position on his back. This man is heavy too, Bram lamented.
"Thank you for everything."
***
He did not realize a man in black clothes was passing in front of his car. Inevitably, the front bumper of his car hit the man. William and Vanka were surprised not to be dumbass. However, their shock grew as the man got up and ran back.
"Oh my God, he's like a cat" William said as he looked at the way he left.
"Already, it's a good thing he's not dead. Let's move fast" Vanka patted the man on the back of the steering wheel.
The man frowned. The point of the goal is moving, "Ka, see that point is moving towards us."
"Huh? Oh, aye. Abis turn," Vanka watched the road ahead. Waiting for something to emerge from the turn. And sure enough, he saw a woman and a man carrying something on his back appear from there.
"Oh my God, Genta," said William then speed up the speed of his vehicle.
All the contents of the car go down when it is close to their destination. Vanka squandered and checked Tara's condition.
"The cave is fine. Genta should get medical help as soon as possible" Tara said.
"Come," William ran open the passenger door in the back.
Tara enters first so that Genta can relax near Tara. Bram lowered Genta slowly and placed Genta's head on Tara's thigh.
"Thank you, bro," William said as he closed the car door.
Tara rolled down the windshield across from her seat, looked down and looked at Bram, "Thank you for everything."
"No problem" said Bram. Then he patted William on the back as they said goodbye.
Bram saw them pass.
"That's sad, that's so sad" he shook his head. Then pat her on the forehead as she recalled her first task, "Ah! I still have to find Emil's bang."
He returned to his cell phone and looked for the point where his billiard table was.
***
"Where do you know that place from?" tanya Tara is sitting next to Vanka. Next to her hand held the canned coffee she bought at the vending machine near the checkout counter of this hospital.
The genta is still handled by a doctor. The operating room light was still burning red. Tara avoided seeing the lights flash. The guilt still lingered in his heart.
William himself did not stop pacing in front of the operating room door. He did not indicate Vanka's request to wait while sitting down. He really looks worried.
"Liat, share-loc that you, Ra," Vanka patted her on the knee. "It has. The bell is in the doctor's hand. Everything's gonna be okay."
"My fault Vanka" his eyes glazed over. His thumb stroked the new coffee can in his life once.
Tara recalls the moment the car took them to the hospital. A clumsy opening his eyes. Looking towards Tara who did not release a second of her gaze from that battered face. His left eye was swollen and could not open. His right eye is red. There must have been a broken blood vessel.
He doesn't know what to do. Finally Tara just smiled and looked at Genta's eyes that could still be opened. He traced his fingers along the lines of Genta's face. He never thought Genta would experience this and all because of him. To be honest, the man did not have any space in his heart.
"God. I have the heart," he exhaled in frustration. His head is against the wall.
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