THE LIFE CURTAIN OF THE CEO
Chapter 5 Alex or Zaini?

The door!

Door

The door!

The sound of gunfire echoed in the middle of the deserted road, “Ah shit, how could the police know this meeting?” A man dressed in all black with a firearm in his hand, a white face and a sharp nose poked out from behind the small hat he was wearing. He quickly went away from leaving the place.

“Quick chase them!” shouted the police commander ordered his men,

“Report Sir! The perpetrators used a pistol type caliber 32.” said one of the commanders' men gave a report,

“Who are they? ”

“It looks like they're a long-time operative of the White Tiger gang,”

“Immediately use a sniffer dog browse all these woods! And bring all those haraam stuff!” said the police commander

“Any Pak!”

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I am Alexandre Thomas El Farizi, twenty-eight years old, now who does not know Alexandre Thomas a young successful businessman in Asia. My real name is Zaini El Farizi the name given to my own parents, when Hwang Group was a grandfather's company, since he retired from the business world, I was the most wanted person to replace his position. The success of the grandfather to build the Hwang Group is not separated from the black world, so I am not only required to just have skills as a successor but also must have a strong influence to survive all conditions.

Since high school I have been taught by my grandfather about martial arts ranging from Takewondo to Kung Fu even at the age of fifteen years I have used a deadly long barrel weapon, namely Tracking Point’ Guns.

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“Allhamdulilah ya Ma, Zaini has been three years, growing up very fast,” Adrian said staring fixed Zaini little who play, and he,

“Iya Mas, How about tomorrow we go to the house of Mr. Junaidi for sure he is also very happy,” proposed Bu Fatma

“Besok yes? Well tomorrow I try to ask permission to the office, we have not been there for a month but do not tell Mr. Junaidi first yes Ma, we make a surprise, ” he said while drinking coffee

The next day arrived, they left early in the morning hoping to come before evening, because the journey to Mr. Junaidi's house was so far away because it included a small village in the corner of the city.

“Awe have campai Ma,?” Coletteh Zaini's small lisp sits on Ms. Fatma's stool

“But baby, soon yes one bend,” replied Bu Fatma while pinching Zaini's cheek gemes

“Hore.. Ye ye we keyumah Father,” said Zaini small girang

“Ciee who want to meet his father is very happy,” said Bu Fatma

“Iya Ma, Izai cudah lindu play kama Mr.” said Zaini honestly, Izai is a dear call from Junaidi for him, Izai, although he was only three years old, little Zaini had intelligence above the average child his age, even he was able to understand that Mr. Junaidi was his own biological father.

Arriving at the courtyard of Junaidi's house, they were astonished that Junaidi's cart was falling apart.

“Did Mr Junaidi not sell ya Mas? Is he sick?” Ms. Fatma kept wondering,

“Entai, Let's go to his house,”

“Assalamu'alaikum,” greet Andrian but no sahutan

“Astaghfirullah, Mr. Junaidi wake up! why are you like this?” No less surprised Andrian saw Junaidi lying helplessly on the floor,

“Pak Andrian, Ms Fatma, Izai why are you here? This is not the right time, uhuuk..uhuuk...” Junaidi with a very anxious face, coughing up blood, vomiting blood,

“Actually what is going on with Mr Junaidi?” Ask Ms. Fatma

“There is no time to explain it Mom, soon you guys go far away from here, Mr Andrian please take care of Izai!” Pinta Junaidi

“I-iya Mr. Junaidi, let's go to the hospital first,” Adrian said

“Ti-no need my sir is not strong anymore, I beg you as soon as you leave here before those people come here again,” explained Junaidi

“Huhuhuhu, Father why Ma?” Isak Zaini began to rise, he continued to tear his wish to be with Junaidi

“Come we go!” Zaini was soon carried by Andrian

“Ta-ta-pi Mas?” Ms. Fatma was confused by the current situation,

“Have come! Didn't Mr. Junaidi tell us to leave here immediately,” said Andrian and pulled his wife's hand to get into the car,

“How about Mr. Junaidi.?” yet Fatma continued her words, they saw with a group of people wearing all-black clothes heading to Junaidi's house,

“Hey, that's his son, let's go after them! ” exclamation one of them

“Quick Ma, hold tightly Zaini!” Andrian immediately drove his car at high speed

“Who are they? Are they loan sharks?” Ms. Fatma kept wondering,

“Entah, Mas also don't know,”

“Then do not know? It seems like the people who are chasing us are not random people, or are there hidden Mas and Mr Junaidi?” Fatma continued to urge for explanation

Adrian was just silent and focused on driving, actually he already knew, before Mr. Junaidi had told him who Zaini was.

The car continued to run chases until they were on the highway apparently in front of the road car Andrian was stopped by several black cars, it seems they were already in siege, he said,

Shiiit!!

Andrian braked suddenly, saw a man holding a long barrel gun in front of their car.

“Quick get out and hand over the kid!” Snap that leg, though,

“Huhu... Ma, acu tacut,” whispered Zaini hugged tightly by Fatma

“Let Daddy come out, Mama and Zaini stay still in the car, lock all the doors of the car, and whatever happens quickly run,” hiss Andrian slowly on his wife's side

“No need you ask that just hand over the child if you want to survive!” hardik the man who holds the gun

“I just asked for what reason did you guys bring my child?” Ask Andrian

“There is no excuse, I am more entitled to my own grandson,” replied an old man who got out of a black Mercedes car.

“Oh, so you are Mr. Thomas who could have abandoned his son and son-in-law,” Andrian nyalang said

The atmosphere became tense, “I did not abandon them but it was Adelia's own choice,” deny the old man again

“I will not hand Zaini to you, which grandfather treats his grandson like a robber, ” Andrian refused firmly

“If you do not want to give up, accept the consequences, finish them off,” the old man's orders to his men,

Doorr!

One shot can make Andrian sprawled blood, while Fatma and little Zaini sneak out of the car, but blocked by other Thomas men.

“Detach... release me,” contact Fatma.

“Shut! Or you will be the same fate as your husband,” hardik Thomas' men

Fatma saw to the left of the road apparently, there was a shortcut leading towards the forest, he quickly gave Zaini a code to run immediately, he said,

“Quick Zaini run yes son, save yourself,” whispered slowly Fatma so that Thomas's men do not hear

“How about Mama?” Ask the suspicious Zaini

“Hustt... Zaini just run yes son, find a safe place there,” Fatma orders release his embrace so that Zaini immediately run, but found out Thomas's men, “Hei do not run!”

“Come quickly run nak,” pekik Fatma

Little Zaini ran away in a hurry he was chased by some of Thomas's men, not long after

Doorr!

The sound of gunfire reverberated, one life also drifting.

“Hah, Mamaaa?” Little Zaini murmured sobbing he nagis while smothering his own mouth with his hands so that his voice is not heard by those who pursue him,

“Quickly search in any direction, lest the child get away,” someone said

Hearing that Zaini continued to flee her small body, taking refuge among the towering trees, but good fortune was not on her side this time, he said,

“Aaaaaaa...” Zaini's small leg got stuck in the root of the wood and he fell to the bottom of his head suffered a severe impact from a stone.

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Visual figure

Alexander Thomas El Farizi

Rahmines

Alecia Anggraini

Abraham

Grandpa Thomas Kusuma

Uncle Candra

Grandma Widya

Angelia

Junaidis

Mr. Andrian

Mother Fatma

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