Widow Kepentok Duda

Widow Kepentok Duda
Pursuit


In a settlement that is usually used as a boarding place for factory workers or other company employees. A black suv stopped across the street from a two-story boarding house.


There were two men in the car and now they're watching the boarding house.


“Is this really where you live?” ask one of the men.


“Ya,” replied the other man. “The information I got is correct here.”


“We monitor until we see it for ourselves?” ask the man in the red shirt with a small plaid motif.


“Yes, once we see it, we immediately freeze him,” replied the other man in a dark blue shirt with the tip of his arm folded up to the elbow.


The two men kept watch for almost hours there. Until they saw the black sedan car enter the gate before then stopping in the courtyard of the boarding house. They watched until they saw the target they were looking for coming down from the sedan.


“That's him.”


The two men chose to get out of the car, they walked quickly to get to the man he had been watching since.


“You're coming with us!” The man in the red shirt holds the shoulder of a man who is none other than Herman.


Herman who had just stepped in to get into the boarding house where he currently lives, was very surprised when someone held his shoulder and asked him to come along.


“Who are you and what do you want?” Herman moved his shoulders a little tight to let the man's hand holding him loose, but it didn't work because the man was clutching his shoulder so firmly.


“Cute only and don't rebel!” orders the man who holds Herman's shoulder.


The man in the blue shirt was about to bend Herman's hand, but the target was to fight back by shaking the hand on the shoulder, before then pushing the man in the red shirt.


Herman then hit the other man, before then running to the car when the two men were off guard.


“Sial! Who are they?” Herman grumbled inwardly, then got in the car and immediately started the engine to escape.


The two men were so surprised that Herman ran away, they tried to chase but Herman's car had gone out the gate and darted away from the boarding house.


The two men ran to their car, then drove the car to chase after Herman.


“Halo, Sir. We found him, but when we were about to take him, he rebelled and ran away. Now we're chasing his car.” The man in the blue shirt spoke to someone from across the call.


“Catch him until he can, don't let him escape.” A voice sounded from across the call.


It turned out that the two men were Gilang's men. Gilang himself won't stand by and let Herman threaten Sandra's life. Although the police are also looking, but Gilang will be more satisfied if they can catch themselves and then give lessons before handing over to the police station.


“Good, we understand.”


The call ended, the two men focused on chasing Herman's car.


Herman drove his car at high speed, even hitting the horn repeatedly when there were other cars blocking his way.


“Soaring, brengseek!” herman with a panicked face about to be arrested.


Herman looked from the rearview mirror, the car chasing him a bit far behind him.


“You want to catch me? Don't expect it!”


The man drove the car at high speed, leaving the suv car chasing him.


In a suv, two of Gilang's men swore annoyed at losing sight of Herman's car. Especially because of the traffic that suddenly crowded when they reached the intersection.


“Agh! Shit!” swearing a man in a red shirt while hitting the steering wheel.


Their car was stuck in a traffic light, while Herman's car had sped out somewhere.


“Pak Gilang must be disappointed,” muttered the other man.


“Sial! Next time we take the handcuffs and just sum up. Why are we stupid?” The man cursed himself out of annoyance.