The Riot

The Riot
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Immanuel is


his other friends do not know where to stay so far


that girl's. But, most likely later will also know soon. Not something


it is difficult to find such information. No matter the fake identity


given.


‘TING!!’


At the same time


anyway, the girl turned her gaze towards the main entrance which was


at the same time be the only access to get here. It's still ten o'clock


morn. Who's the one who decided to come here at this hour. Isn't that


it's too early now. Agatha probably won't be at home on


hit it on a normal day. An exception is Sunday


or any other holiday.


“Who is coming


come here early in the morning like this?” muttered.


Agatha decided to


find out by going towards the door. Take it easy, though curious he is not


will open the door immediately. Because that is the only defense that it has


have it here. He'll check through the intercom first.


How surprised


the girl was made when she turned on the intercom. Luckily Agatha had not had time


sound at all. If not, it could be dangerous. After knowing who


being faced with it right now, the girl hurriedly turned off the hardener function


the sound in the tool. The only thing he's turned on is the camera. Stash it


for what else if not to watch the movement of the person.


“How can


Immanuel get here?” ask Agatha to herself.


It's still not finished


think. Apparently his guess is right. Even more accurate than what he


imagine it. Immanuel managed to find his whereabouts quickly. Seems


Agatha had indeed dealt with the wrong person. In this case, hide


in the ant hole even it will be useless.


‘TING!’


The man came back


pressing the bell of Agatha's apartment, because since ringing the first bell earlier, the,


there is absolutely no answer. Agatha tried to look no


suspicious. Act as if no one is here.


The second bell also


not much different than the first. Result nil. There is absolutely no


the answer from within. It seems like the man's patience will be getting thinner


if you are constantly treated like this.


“No need


hiding, I won't finish you off just because of one mistake!” exclaims


Immanuel from the outside.


“I know you exist


inside and is currently turning on the intercom to watch me. You think


I don't know, ha?!” then he clucked.


“Sial! How he


can you know?” he cursed while shutting his mouth.


Agatha began to suspect


if not, he forgot to turn off the sound feature. But, after checking


back it turns out not. Where did that man know that.


Suddenly he remembered something, then patted his forehead slowly. How bia it is


forgetting something so important. Agatha may have forgotten the indicator lights


it will light up when it is turned on. Immanuel must have seen the lights


the indicator. He assumed that there was someone inside. Because


it doesn't make sense for the device to turn on itself without being turned on


earlier.


Without a second thought,


the girl immediately turned off her intercom. He did not want the man's suspicion to increase


accrue. Though by turning it off suddenly after being said like


that would further strengthen his assumption if there was really someone inside.


“You better open


the door is now before I force my way in!” yell that guy from outside.


Tone of speech


sounds a lot more harsh than usual. It can be concluded if now


Now Agatha is being placed in the wrong position. He even


can't choose at all.


“Quick open!” yells


once more.


This time his voice


it sounds a lot louder than before. Agatha even


imagine what his face looks like now.


“What to


I'm doing it now?” ask the girl to herself. Hope to find


the right answer. Even though he himself did not know he had to


choose which one. But he was forced to decide.


After going through so


much consideration, Agatha decided to open her door and face the


the man alone. Don't forget that the problem comes to


faced, not to be avoided. It's been enough the universe has considered it


as a loser with nothing.


It's free anyway


hide away. Immanuel will find him. The only way is


facing the man. If you can get him out of here directly.


With all


the courage he had, now there was no doubt. Agahta is already


start to believe in his own decision. This is the best. Agatha knows


that's.


“What's up?!” interrupts


Agatha's so the door's open.


“Hahaha!!! Good of


if you end up opening this fucking door,” says Immanuel.


“Live to


the point is, I don't like to mince words,” Agatha said flatly.


Immanuel at all


not giving any answer. He simply highlighted the girl in a clingy manner.


How dare Agatha say such a thing. It seems he hasn't


I realize who is dealing with now.


After laughing


briefly, now the man switched to gripping one of Agahta's wrists


with all my might. It made the girl grimace in pain for a while.


The man's energy was strong. He can't fight it alone. If only


relying on his strength alone, of course Agatha would be defeated in a landslide. The only way


to win is to wait for an opportunity. Is correct. Wait until


his opponent was caught off guard, then attacked at his weakest point.


Basically, you're gonna


win if you work smart. The shrewdness in thinking is more


benefit from the ability of the muscles that are not much.


“Actually there is a need


what's up here?” ask Agatha so casually. He behaves as if


nothing serious happened.


“Of course want to give


lesson to you,” replied the man with what he is.


Hear statements


agatha then swallowed her saliva with great difficulty. Realize if


he is currently caught in a big problem. There's nothing that


enough help that he can do.


“But, earlier I


want to ask you a few things,” said Immanuel.


“Where have you been since


yesterday noon? Why not go back to base? Not that you just said


will go away for a while because there is a sudden affair?” ask the man.


It doesn't even


give a break between one question and another. How


can the girl remember all her questions and answer them at that moment


concomitantly. Everyone knows that his memory is not that strong. She didn't


too adept at everything that always relies on memory.


“What


I need to tell you about that one?” ask Agahta back.