TRAGEDY AUGUST 13 '98
SECTION 031
“Hey, hey! What the fuck? Are you mad at me?”
“No, Sir,” said The driver ketus.
“Ah, shit” buk buk buk “You're mad at me, right? You're angry because we're late because of me. Yeah, I know you're mad. Your tone proves you're angry. No need to deny it.”
Plaque plaques plaques Can nagged, and instead beat his driver from behind in control using a magazine. Makes Zaid sick of all that.
“It's enough, stop it.” Zaid snatches the magazine in Can's hands. “A bodyguard should be able to get rid of all things that hinder the safety of his employer's vehicle.”
Can chuckles. “What do you mean? Are you gonna get rid of me? I am the most dangerous and powerful person here.” He moved his head to the front.
“You are from Babel Group. The highest paid security officer. When your employer is late, you should have done something for me.”
“You must do everything for me, so that I am not late. Block the way for me to pass, take a helicopter belonging to Babel Group to take me, or do something spectacular.”
Zaid was just silently focused on looking ahead. Likewise, the Driver who was fed up of hearing Can's babble every day.
“Why are you silent? Can you do that? Jesus, you're so useless.”
“There is only one way,” said Zaid. He took off his seatbelt and got out of the car. Open the back door of the car. Pull Can's hand out of the car.
“Gosh, are you crazy? What are you doing?” Can was very panicked at the time. He was still wearing his hoodie jacket and standing right in the middle of the traffic jam.
Close his head with a head covering. Afraid that she was invaded by the fans who saw her at the time.
“Trust me. I'll make sure you won't be late coming to the location,” Zaid said.
“What do you mean?”
They look like holywood movie scenes. With bodyguard yan gsaviour his employer. So dramatic.
Passing a few cars that are still stopped. Under the blazing sun a new morning will rise.
“Hei, wait! Where are you going?” call Anna from behind.
Anna got out of her car and followed them both.
After a hundred meters of running, Can's breathing began to fester. But not with Zaid who is still relaxed and still running while pulling Can's hand.
The physique that Zaid possessed was certainly stronger than Can, because he was very well trained and used to it while in the military. Not like Can who was just filming in his life.
“Hey, stop this! I can't do this.”
Zaid doesn't care. He still pulled Can's hand and ran.
Behind them, Anna was also unable to catch up. His steps were small, and his speed was unable to match Zaid's. Just screaming calling. Tell Zaid to stop.
10 Meters more. There is an underground KRL train station. Zaid turned his head running into it.
“Hey, hey! Waitaminute! You can't take me to this place.” Can was still panicking with a gawky breath.
Last train, before departure. Just before the train door closed, Zaid was able to get Can inside, and the train drove off.
From the window, Anna came running. Banged on the door and continued to run whining, chasing the train that started to shoot so fast.
And slowly Anna disappeared from sight.