Brajamustis
Go home
Dul Karim stepped home, he found his house empty. Lonely and random scramble. A neighbor approached Dul Karim.
"Dul, I'm sorry we couldn't do anything, they had a gun" said the man, whom Dul Karim knew as Wandi.
"And again, aren't you in jail?"
"I was proven innocent, I was released" Dul Karim said briefly.
"Here, they left this business card," Wandi handed over a business card. While receiving the business card, Dul Karim thought hard, "What kind of kidnapper is this, can you leave a business card?? Aren't you afraid I'll call the police???"
"Dul's? Dul," said Wandi disperse the reverie of Dul Karim.
"Be careful Dul, you should just report to the police" Wandi suggested. In the eyes of Wandi, Dul Karim is a good person and all the villagers agreed that Dul Karim arrived at the prison yesterday due to accidental factors.
"Ah, I don't know Bang, thank you" said Dul Karim weakly and moaning. Wandi pamit and now Dul Karim himself.
Sepi covers all the way to the bottom of the heart. For a moment he enjoyed the longing. He remembered his mother's innocent face and the spirit of his sister's learning. Dul Karim's heart suddenly boiled until something happened to his family, he vowed to finish him off. No matter how many people he had to face. But behind that, he also racked his brain.
"How to deal with those with guns?" Dul Karim's brain thinks about it.
He tidied up the house and locked it. Dul Karim stepped up. He has no choice.
***
"Boss, he said our target was imprisoned" Reno told Teo. Teo did not rush to answer, he turned to his other trusted assistant, who was standing behind his desk.
"Dias, find out about the prison" said Teo slowly but convincingly.
"Every Boss." Dias got up and passed.
***
Dul Karim has arrived at the address listed on the business card.
Again he found the address was an empty place, more precisely a warehouse that was not used. The iron poles and the zinc roof were already rusted.
"Monitor Eagle one, the antelope has entered the garden," said someone in a rented room as soon as the monitor screen displays the figure of Dul Karim. He communicates through radio ht (walkie talkie).
"Two monitors, are there tigers around the garden?" The point is, are there any police following Dul Karim or Intel undercover around the site.
"Nothing."
"clean."
"Outside the garden is also clean."
"Triple down immediately, pick up the antelope take it to the cage."
Dul Karim was still flirting and sneaking around. There was the sound of a dirt bike approaching. Dul Karim immediately hid in the corner of the iron pile.
The two trail bikes stopped, four of the riders went down. Dul karim appeared slowly.
"It's very brave of people" said one of them while pulling a gun from behind a dark blue jeans jacket as soon as he found the figure of Dul Karim who appeared casually.
"The four of you, myself, not ashamed of you, put a gun on this helpless man?" said Dul Karim provoked the anger of the four baj**gan.
"Haha, have guts too Luh." Dul Karim looked indifferent and opened his jacket.
"Fight on the boy."
"Harp brow."
"Eit, one dong. Keroyokan period," said Dul Karim relaxed while stretching.
"Did the boss tell us to hurry?" Ask the man to his three friends.
"Not really, what matters is he said, take it alive."
"Well," said one of the four baj**gan as he mounted the horses. Three others took a step back around Dul Karim and one friend who was ready to fight.
"God!" Baj** the burly-bodied gang started throwing fists. But it was easy for Dul Karim to avoid it. The bastard was attacking. But Dul Karim's focus is on the gun behind his opponent's belt. Dul Karim pretended to fight. That bastard's silat ability is so lame, only his anger is great. Once there was a chance, Dul Karim took his gun and shot the three baj**gan who had been encouraging his friend.
DOR'S! DOR'S! DOR'S!
mercilessly Dul Karim shot all three ba**ngan it. Suddenly the opponent played his silat so shrivelled.
"T**you!" sumpat Dul Karim with a cruel face.
"Non Bang, pardon." Baj**gan who was originally a hotshot is now shrunk and his body sweats to meet the bodies of his three friends who fell immobile again.
"Where are you hiding my mother and sister?" todong Dul Karim's. The Ba**ngan immediately replied without staring at the muzzle of the gun that was pointing at his head.
"In the warehouse, sector 9 is the east end of this street."
"Your!" Dul Karim hit the ridge of the baj**gan it. With one blow the man fell unconscious. Weak spot lessons turned out to be useful as well. Dul Karim put his black jacket back on and took all the pistols from the bodies and rode the dirt bike. I also forgot to wear a helmet. In addition to safety, he also does not want to be recognized. Dul Karim has not finished thinking, what kind of criminals he faces now, all equipped with a gun.
"Are they a plotter with Hendrick?" Just now Dul Karim started the engine. 3 Trail motorcycles driven by two people came directly to shoot.
Dul Karim pulls the gas.
DOR'S! DOR'S!
Luckily the shot missed. Dul Karim drove around and escaped all the way to the big road. It's eastward as bajin**n pointed it out.
A chase also occurs. How dare they shoot Dul Karim in the way of protocol. They don't seem to fear the law at all, let alone just being misdirected. Dul Karim really felt bad about having to deal with those people.
Dul Karim continued to drive, barely using the brakes, he meandered and overtaken another vehicle to avoid the shots of the bar-bar humans chasing him.
Luckily, one motorcycle chasing him hit a pickup car and immediately crashed. The other two continued to chase. The streets are starting to be quiet and Dul Karim has to make a decision quickly. Stay straight and make it easier for them to aim or immediately turn into a crowded street. A second later, Dul Karim decided to make a sharp turn. Almost a truck hit him.
"Woy, you want to kill me!" Take the truck conductor. Two other trail bikes followed, one escaped but one was hit by a speeding sedan behind the truck.
Dul Karim knew that, because he immediately turned his head interested in the loud impact sound behind him.
"One bike left" thought Dul Karim. He looked for a detour and immediately faced his opponent while his left hand pointed the gun and,
DOR'S! DOR'S! DOR'S!
His opponent was overwhelmed with Dul Karim's constant shots. Both opponents of Dul Karim also fell. Dul Karim kept shooting until the bullet ran out. One of the two residents around recorded Dul Karim's action with a smartphone.
Dul Karim kept on going, he paid no heed to the traffic mess he made.
He went back to the protocol road, to the east.
Dul Karim threw away the gun that had run out of bullets.
Dul Karim quickly learned, the grip and shot of the gun was very steady, as he was accustomed to.
Now he was close to where he was headed. He has no plan. He only wanted to save his mother and sister. The rest of them consider it a suicide.
A deserted warehouse he faced. Dul Karim entered it slowly and his watchful gaze circulated around. Silent, there's no one. Though Dul Karim thought, now he entered the nest of criminals. But it turned out to be only silence that he found. He turned off his motorcycle engine and checked every corner of the room at gunpoint.
Finally he found an old room in the back left corner of the warehouse. There his mother and sister were curled up with their accomplices bound and their mouths shut in black duct tape. With a still confused mind Dul Karim immediately opened the bond that made his mother and sister drooped helplessly.
"Heah, thank God Dul, are you okay, son?" said the Mother.
"Dul is fine, Mom. Where are they To?" dul Karim asked his brother.
"Don't know Bang, the guy's serem-serem."
The vegetables of Dul Karim heard the siren sound. Looks like police patrol car sirens.
"Come, we have to leave this place immediately" asked Dul Karim while picking up his mother.
Dul Karim was confused as to which path he should take. Through the front gate? The siren sound was getting closer and did not seem to come from a single patrol car. Dul Karim looked behind the warehouse, the concrete fence he was facing. Dul Karim has to make a decision. Finally he chose to break down the concrete fence. Too high to jump on his mother. For a moment Dul Karim gathered strength and pushed the thin concrete fence with one powerful leg.
BRAKK!
His mother and Anto were stunned to see the power of Dul Karim. The height of one corner of the concrete fence is now only stay as high as the waist. Anto went out first and helped his mother. After coming out, the three immediately ran. They passed through rows of shanty shacks of factory waste collectors, they kept running to find a way out to the big road.
Four police cars entered the empty warehouse. There's nothing. The police immediately checked the other empty warehouses.