The Heart that is Hurt
episode 278's

The night was getting late, silence, and also quiet accompanied this night. The air is cold and only wrapped in darkness that makes people sleep soundly.

A moment Zain gasped when he heard the sound of a firearm eruption blaring in the back room of the house.

He glanced at Khumairah who seemed also awake and surprised at the events that occurred, but he was sure that Nika Khumairah would not understand everything.

Zain put his fingers on Khumairah's lips with a signal to stay still and stay in place.

"Don't be whisper, be calm and pretend not to know what we're hearing. You stay here, okay?" said Zain who tried to whisper to Khumairah, and the woman just nodded her head.

Meanwhile, Zain got out of his folding bed and headed for the bathroom to scout what was happening.

In the darkness of the bathroom, he tried to climb to the top of the toilet-shaped sitting and reach for a good shower as his handle.

From the vent gap, he saw some people in black uniforms standing in front of the door of the house, then others spread surrounded the house, including in the narrow alley.

They forcibly broke down the door and barged in with their full armament and bulletproof clothing.

But it turns out the dealers who are also protected by the dirty apparatus called to fight with a shootout.

The sound of gunfire was heard in the air and made a great horror.

Seeing this, Zain came down from tolilet and approached Khumairah who said he currently wanted to urinate.

When he came down from the toilet, he saw the apparatus out of the house and carried out an attack through the outer wall. Zain confirmed that the bullet could penetrate the walls of the house.

"You just pee here.. Ntar Mas get a plastic bag" said Zain who did not want to suddenly have stray bullets into the bathroom.

Zain took a plastic bag and asked Khumiarah to pee using the plastic bag.

After a session, Zain helped clean it with wet wipes.

The sound of gunfire and mutual reply still sounded so terrible, until a few hours, finally the sound of gunfire from the inside of the house sounded silent, no more shots fired.

Making sure the mafia was dead, the police opened the door again and barged in.

Zain, curious, brought a plastic bag filled with urine from Khumairah's urine to the bathroom, and then again staked out what happened there.

It appears that the shabu suppliers died covered in blood with various gunshot wounds all over his body.

The joint apparatus then carried out identification on the bodies of the dealers and suppliers of the goods. They were surprised because there were 2 men who were known to come from the apparatus who played dirty and cheated to protect the mafia.

It seems they confiscated the illegal goods in sufficient quantities, about 1 ton more and various liquor with various brands that are still contained in the box and packaged in wooden crates.

At the same time, a body figure on the plate fell, because the mafia was not so adept at being a builder to close the plate.

Braaaaaackd... Buugghs..

The officer was surprised to see a woman's body falling from the plate. Instantly, some of them checked the condition of the corpse and had spread a foul aroma that was very stinging.

Then an officer climbed the table that was still stacked by the perpetrators of the crime as a tool to climb and raise the body.

The apparatus looked at the plate, and there were two more women there, and it was still alive but very critical.

Instantly the atmosphere became boisterous and then the sound of siren ambulanc roared and made some residents also wake up and began to dare come out to see the terrible incident.

They evacuated the two surviving women and provided medical care, which would later also be used as witnesses if healed.

Residents began to huddle to see the condition of their neighbor's house. Residents said they did not know what activities the residents were doing.

The residents rarely interact with neighbors and they work at night.

Medics took the two women away and the ambulance left the scene.

In addition, the police also brought intel evidence of the results of smuggling international level along with the National Narcotics Agency to put in the official car and also various brands of liquor bottles.

Instantly the atmosphere around it became crowded by residents who were curious because of what happened.

The police set up a yellow police line where only officers could cross.

A truck entered the alley and would be used to transport evidence in a fantastic amount.

The apparatus worked hard to transport the evidence into the truck.

Without notice, the morning was approaching, and the sunlight was shining brightly, but the officers had not yet finished moving the evidence which amounted to very banhak and estimated the overall price to reach trillions of rupiah.

Zain who had already descended from the toilet walked back and forth agitatedly. He felt nervous when he saw the members in uniform who seemed to be constantly milling in front of his house.

The trembling and pounding in his heart made him so afraid.

He faintly heard Khumairah's voice in the room whimpering in pain.

Zain rushed to him, and asked his wife's condition.

Khumairah said that his stomach hurt a lot. Heartburn mixed pain into one.

This made Zain flutter and panic a little, but tried to calm down. He did not want to add panic and anxiety to Khumairah, just enough He felt it.

"Which part hurts, dear" whispered Zain so that his voice could not be heard by anyone.

Khumairah shows the lower part of her stomach. He felt if the pressure from inside his stomach was getting more intense and came to disappear just like that.

Cold sweat poured out from the pores all over his body, because the pain he now felt was very different and it was so torturing him.

Zain was confused, if he came out at this time to bring his passion to the hospital, then he had to ask the authorities to shift his car from the street alley which prevented him from getting out of their alley.

If it comes to pass, then is it not the same as killing himself and surrendering himself.

He believes that they are also after him and also looking for his existence.

On the other hand, Khumairah was increasingly unable to withstand the pain that afflicted him. It bites the fabric to hold the flavor that keeps coming.

And just then, a clear colored liquid seeped out from his birth canal and wet his base.

"Mas.. Mas.. Come here." said Khumairah softly with an almost inaudible tone..