
“Halo!” Greet Tiger when Leon calls him, without giving too long a pause.
“How did you keep Cheryl all this time, huh? You're leaving him in danger! Even let the culprit wander and still breathe!” leon jolted at his brother.
Tiger frowned, he himself had just arrived in Jakarta that afternoon. “What do you mean Leon?” tanya Tiger did not understand.
“I'm with Jourrel Alvaro, the man who's been repeatedly trying to kill Cheryl. Would you like me to execute myself, or would you come with me?” haggard Leon grinned.
Tiger was silent for a moment, thinking about who Leon was referring to. But there is no more time. “Where are you? I'm coming soon!” tiger said quickly.
“Journey to the airport,” says Leon stared at his wrist. “Ten more minutes until!” continued.
“Wait there!” Tiger immediately switched off their phone and drove to the airport.
Meanwhile, Rico who was driving suddenly stopped his car suddenly, Cheryl's body until staggered forward.
“Uncle! Beware dong!” pekik Cheryl simultaneously raised a call from Tristan. They exchanged glances, Rico's face looked pale. Cheryl herself stood up and looked away.
“What's up, Tris?” cheryl asked after putting the phone back in her ear.
“Cheryl, bad! Jourrell ...”
“I don't want to hear anything else about him!” cheryl cut off Tristan's words.
“Wait, Cher! Jourrel's in danger. He was taken by a special forces group. At first glance I read on his clothes, they are from SSG members. In fact they all herded Jourrel while pointing a gun! Cher, you're the only one who can help me. If you hate Jourrel, at least do it for Dina's mother. He is paralyzed, half of his body can not be moved because it was hit by a light stroke,” Tristan said at length for fear that Cheryl hastily turned off her phone.
“DEG!”
Cheryl's body trembled, as if she had just been struck by lightning. He tried to catch a breath that began to roar violently. Digesting every word spoken from Tristan's lips.
“A ... what? THE SSG? You didn't see wrong? And what did you say? Mommy paralyzed?” ask Cheryl repeating Tristan's words to make sure.
“Iya, Cher. I'm afraid they'll kill Jourrel.”
Cheryl closed her gaping mouth, her chest tight with tears that began to pool in both corners of her eyes. "Om papa!" surprised muttering.
“Ka ... when did it happen?” ask Cheryl in the middle of her panic.
Without answering anything else, Cheryl turned off her phone. He looked at Rico with teary eyes.
“Nona!”
“Uncle!”
They call at the same time.
“Nona, no! Mr. Leon has Jourrel. And now we're heading to the airport. In fact he had already contacted Lord Tiger as well for execution!" report Rico with a strong heart.
He can hear Leon's voice, because Leon is using a network that can connect to all his men. While Rico, despite not working directly on Leon, he remains a member of Leon as well.
“Yes God! Uncle is moving now!” cheryl was impatient.
The girl took off her seatbelt. Rico understood, he immediately went down and exchanged positions with Cheryl. The girl stepped into the next chair. Sit straight behind the wheel. Seatbelt was firmly attached, he turned to Rico who was preparing and seemed to catch his breath.
“Sorry yes, Unle!” cheryl said before starting to step on the gas pedal.
No matter the condition of the highway is so dense, Cheryl still driving at high speed. He continued to move left, right, to find a gap so that his car could overtake all the vehicles on the road.
Rico did not dare to open his eyes, feeling such a high speed especially on a crowded street, really make him resigned if indeed this was the last day.
Passing the red light at the intersection, Cheryl turned left, right and front. He's deepening the accelerator, breaking through the red light. No matter what police are after him.
“Nona! Are the cops after us?” rocos who had his whole body trembling. It still closed its eyes firmly, and its hands held on so tightly.
There was a warning from the police that Cheryl's car immediately pulled over. Cheryl was unmoved, still fully concentrated on finding the cracks of the road, even though it was very narrow. He doesn't want to waste time.
“Hopefully it is not too late!” cheryl said in her tears. Fear and worry invaded his entire body.
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