The Ruler's Widower
Trapped
Filio was able to return to his activities, but he chose to accompany his wife who was still lying weakly on the bed because of a former operation on his stomach.
In Filio's hand was a plate of spaghetti which he made at Sahira's request. Filio began to feed his wife who vomited all day if she ate.
When Sahira looked nauseous Filio hand deftly took the pussy basin to accommodate the vomit Sahira.
“Hoek,” Sahira returns spewing food that has just entered her mouth.
Filio looked at his wife's pale face and seemed to endure the pain of vomiting. Filio kept the basin puss back in place. He took a glass of water to Sahira.
Sahira gulped, her eyes closed when she felt nauseous again. Sahira calms herself, so that she does not return to vomiting.
Filio gently stroked Sahira's hair, he could not bear to see his wife vomiting continuously due to morning sickness. “You want me to help you fall back asleep?”
Sahira shook her head, she would rather sit back. His nausea was not too pronounced when he sat down.
A nurse came in with a large bouquet of flowers in her hand. “Sorry to interrupt, I want to deliver this flower.”
Filio received the flower, his anger rising as he read the notes in the flower. ‘Thought I loved you’
Filio threw it away, he strangled the nurse. “Who told you to!”
Sahira who was surprised by Filio's reaction tried to call out to Filio with her hoarse voice. “Stop Fio, don't hurt him.”
The nurse looked frightened. “I only asked the security guard to deliver this to the room of Sahira.”
Filio let go of his giggling to the nurse. He walked in hasty steps leaving Sahira's ward.
“Pardon my husband's attitude yes Sus.”
The nurse did not answer Sahira's apology, but she cried.
Sahira felt bad for the nurses, whatever was in the flower that made Filio lost control.
Shira grabs her phone and calls Averyl. “Bu, Fio lost control. Please get to the hospital as soon as possible.”
[Good son, wait for mom there.]
Filio went to the security room to check the surveillance cameras. After he explained the case, the hospital gave permission.
Unfortunately, the sender of the flower wears a mask, even the number plate he uses is not registered.
Filio asks Erik to investigate the case more deeply. He swore to kill anyone who dared to ruin his life.
Erik turned his car back to Rangga's place in the bushes. The two guards bowed in salute to Erik.
Rangga was laying his body on the bed. He got up and looked at Erik. “What's up?”
Erik came out of the room without a word. He went into the security room to look at the surveillance cameras. Everything seems to be going as usual nothing suspicious. Erik doesn't think it was Rangga. It will tighten guard and will not be as careless as before.
***
A man with a mask was waiting for the man who had told him to. In a dead end that no one can pass by. He does this all because of money, all this time he will receive any orders if the payment is large enough.
A new sports car stops right next to the masked man. The car glass came down and showed a handsome face. Have light brown eyes with dark black hair.
“I've run the task as per command.”
The man from the car, grinned. Plan succeeded. He threw a black swipe at the man. Then return to the car.
His car made its way to a fairly deserted settlement, then stopped on the sidewalk of the road. From his place he could see three guards at the entrance. An understated smile rose from his lips.
The phone in his pocket rang, he picked up and received the call. “Now!”
The order has been received, the sound of sirens echoing towards the building. Three police cars stopped right in front of the heavily guarded house.
Erik who was in the security room saw the police coming immediately activate the bomb to destroy this place. He ran to Rangga's room.
Not to forget Erik drugged Rangga and brought the man to run through the back door. The car was ready, Erik got in and started driving.
The sound of a considerable explosion invited a grinning smile from the man with the bright brown bead. He turned his car around, and turned on the road next to him.
From his place he could see his men were blocking Erik's car. He prepared thirty men to fight against Erik who was with only two of his subordinates.
He just waited, flicking his thumb and index finger until it made a sound. Not long his car window on tap. He unlocked the car door.
Two of his subordinates carried Rangga's bound body and stuffed it into the passenger seat. After the back door closed he pressed the key again and his car began to drive across the big road.
Rangga regained his senses, he opened his eyes and was shocked when he felt his body being tied. “Sial, why did Erik take me to a slum like this,” complained Rangga.
According to the bright chocolate man, Rangga did not deserve to be in a decent place like Erik did.
“Your goddamn Erik,” shouted Rangga as loud as he could.
Rangga's eyes were bully when the open door showed a face that he never wanted to see again.
“Halo Rangga, we meet again.”
A greeting that sounds friendly to others, but not in Rangga's ears. Rangga knows the man with the bright brown bead has a psychopathic soul.