The Riot

The Riot
Day 1's


As promised this morning, Arjuna will


take the girl to the end of the road to the base. It won't move


further to avoid unwanted things. After all


the preparations were complete enough, Agatha was ready for action. I don't know


what about his fate later in there, the girl was already completely


resignedly. It doesn't matter if this is his last chance to stay


being in the world. After all, he did not want to linger in the world.


This place was too quiet and cruel for a person like him.


Before leaving, Arjuna deliberately grabbed both hands


that girl's. Grasping her tight. As if not willing to let go of Agatha


just like that. His safety is at stake. Actually the man didn't


the heart to let Agatha fight alone like this. More precisely, it


not ready to lose Agatha.


A few days ago, they just got together


exchanging a diary. Revealing so many secrets that never


previously known. Arjuna has already expressed his feelings. It won't


never again tried to cover it up.


“Please promise me one thing!” arjuna's orders.


“Back safely until this mission is complete


and do not get hurt even a little,” he explained later.


“Then promise me one thing,” reply


Agatha.


“Appoint for?” asked the man while frowning


his forehead.


“Whatever happens later, don't mind


i,” said Agatha then left.


It doesn't even say goodbye at all. Arjuna too


not trying to stop it. The girl kept walking forward like that


confidently. As if sure if the mission will run smoothly. Abandon


the man was just behind her.


Arjuna is not moving anywhere. It doesn't even


saying a word as a parting. Actually they don't


will be separated for a long time. It's just, to get rid of the suspicions of the mafia, it's,


Agatha was asked not to go to the office for several weeks. Not only


just get there. He was also asked not to communicate


meet with other co-workers while on duty. Because this is


special mission.


‘TAP! A TAP! TAP!’


The sound of her footsteps became not so loud when


walk on asphalt. Now he is just starting to get nervous. Whereas before


nothing happened. Sometimes he pulls, then exhales to stay


quieter. No, they can't be suspicious.


From the point where he was standing at the moment, at all


it doesn't look like anyone. But, they will soon be out


from his hiding place.


“So it turns out they've planned everything


in such a way. Even to the thought of making me as bait.


Cih!” the girl grumbled slowly.


Actually, if I can be honest, until now he


they themselves cannot accept the policy. They've been


not sane. By sending a girl like Agatha into a crocodile pit,


it was tantamount to planning to kill this girl indirectly.


What they really want.


“Ah, stop!” he said then go back


his journey.


The girl quickened her footsteps. Because it is


feeling upset, he suddenly became not so concerned with safety anymore


himself. Whereas before, Agatha was the one person who hated the most


die.


“Hei!” tell someone from behind.


Without even turning around, he already knew that


is ambience. One of them came out of the nest. Agatha


then smile on his side. Eventually, his efforts did not end in vain.


“Hei! Are you deaf?!” that guy's circus.


it immediately turned around and found more than one man standing


right in front of him. There are about four men with a height of about 180 cm.


His posture is even quite athletic.


“Which one mafia do they mean?” inmost


the girl is in the heart.


“How dare you go down this road!”


“Do you not know whose path this belongs to?!”


Agatha held onto her ear while occasionally


closed eyes. The voices of the men nearly deafened his ears. Can't really


they talk normally? No need to scream like that. Anyways


Agatha is not deaf. He could still hear everything clearly, even if they


speak with the smallest volume of sound.


“I'm not deaf, so there's no need to scream like


that,” Agatha said plainly.


“Hahah! It turns out you have a pretty big guts


also,” said one of the men ahead there. He uses colored t-shirts


blacker.


“I think he's tired of living,” reply his friend who


others. This time the man was wearing a black leather jacket.


His clothes were almost exactly the same as the ones he was wearing


agatha is currently. The girl looked like usual. Only


wear white sneakers with after black leather jacket and also


his black baseball cap. There are many people who love dark colors


this now. Agatha herself likes the color black, because it feels just right


to him. There's no other reason.


“You think you can just be free if you have


set foot here?” ask the black man.


“Only who is planning to escape


yourself?” ask the girl back.


“I purposely came here to be one


part of you,” he said plainly.


Hard to believe. Everyone is glaring no


believing because of hearing the statement from the girl just now. They're with each other


throw one another's eyes. A second later, they all


uproarious.


“Hahahaha!!”


“It turns out you're good at joking too,” said the man


jacketed.


“I'm not kidding!” tepis Agatha with


quick one.


“But if that's true, where do you know


about us?” ask the man again. Still with the same guy.


This time it seems the man is serious. Seen from


his tone and facial features are also supportive. Indirectly, though,


everyone who was there got carried away as well. No exception


with Agatha.


“Are you not famous enough?” ask Agatha.


“Quite reasonable indeed. But, how could you


know our headquarters?” ask the man in black.


“He must be a spy!” accuse the other man


white shirt.


“You can't even prove that I really


spies. But, you accuse me so,” Agatha replied so calmly.


Thank goodness he is starting to control


itself. Otherwise, they would have been suspicious ever since


early on. Agatha would not have survived if she had made one mistake.


“I accidentally passed around here too


some time ago and saw you guys were gathering,” Agatha said.


“Are you eavesdropping on our conversation?!” ask a man


jacket with fret.


Agatha then


nodding to say the man's words earlier.