Let Me Remove Your Wounds, Mr. Mafia.
A Message

Both of Amera's eyes rounded instantly as she saw Bella standing right in front of Alex. Amera who feels Alex is just using his friend. From, first he knew Alex. He seems to like being close to women. Amera doesn't want Bella to be Alex's victim. “Bella, where are you from?” Amera asked, she grabbed Bella's hand. Both of his eyes stared intently at Alex.

“Do not try to approach my friend,” pekik Amera.

“Part of who is approaching your friend, I just help him know the reality earlier.” Dion breathed. Both of Amera's eyes were still staring intently at Dion.

Amera glanced at Bella. “What's true?” Ask Amera.

Bella nodded her head. “Iya.”

Bella holds Amera's hand. Pulling Amera's hand out of there immediately. Without a word came out of his lips for Alex who was still standing at the back. Staring at his departure.

“What's up?” Amera asked confused by Bella's attitude.

“Bella, do you have any problems?”

“If you have a problem, you just say so. Don't be on your own.” Amera slightly lowered her head. He's observing every carving of Bella's face. Both eyes are slightly swollen and flushed.

“Bent!” Amera holds Bella's arm. He stopped his steps. The two eyes began to observe Bella's every move. He always dodged when Amera tried to observe his face.

Amera gripped the tighter her arms. “Tell me now, what happened to you?” ask Amera.

“What am I why?” Bella turned her face away.

“Bella, look me in the eye. Why do you always avoid the look in my eyes.” Amera holds Bella's jaw. He faced his face right in front of him.

“You cry?” say Amera.

“Ngak!” answer flat Bella.

“Now I'm asking you. I yamu? You either consider me a friend or not. We have always been together. Always dress and mourn. But why am I just silent now. And, suddenly cry without talking anything to me?” say Amera. A little raised his voice.

“Bella, I know we're not siblings. But you I consider my brother. If you have anything just tell me.” Amera.

“But, pause, did Alex hurt you?” Ask Amera. He scrunched the tip of his eye. Waiting for Bella's answer. Before he thought about going back and immediately taught Alex a lesson.

“No! It's not all his fault. It's just that I want to be alone. We can talk later inside,” explained Bella. Doia dared to raise her head. Trying as hard as he could to pull the corner of his lips conjured up a thin smile on his face.

“Alright, then we go in,” pinta Amera. She pulls Bella's arm out to get inside her little dormitory.

Bella stepped her foot into the room. Then locked the door to his room. Amera is confused by Bella. He could only be quiet. Staring at Bella who walked without a word to her.

Amera sighed. He just silently stared at the door of Bella's room that was already closed. Without daring to force Bella to immediately tell him.

“What's with him?” Ask Dion. Walk towards Amera.

“So please, he's suddenly like that. Though it just came out with Alex,” Amera replied. Without looking at Dion.

“What does Alex do?” Ask Dion. “Did he hurt her?”

Amera snorted in annoyance. He turned his body towards Dion.

“Now, you want to go home when?” Amera asked, pulling her two eyelids up. Both eyes are perfectly widened.

“Yes, yes, later I will go home,” replied annoyed Dion.

“Iya, iyu is better. I'm afraid that your papa's men will come looking for you. I don't want to be told about the kidnapper either. Or, deliberately hiding you,” Amera said.

“Yes, I'll go later.” Dion turned his body. He sat on the sofa. Both of his legs raised, Dion deliberately put both feet on the table.

“Do not go out anywhere, if the situation outside is safe. There are no suspicious people. I'll take you out,” Amera said. Put everything on Dion.

“After this I want to buy food. What do you want to nitip?”

“Serah,”

**

The day before night. Amera decides to go out on her own out of the dorm. He didn't put Dion out of the dorm first. If you know the chairman. He'll be angry. While Bella still locked herself in the room. Amera hasn't even seen her eat or even drink. Amera didn't want to bother him first. He knew he was hurt by a broken heart. Not asking first. Amera let Bella calm her heart.

Amera kept walking in the dark of the night. The streets look very quiet. While Amera, she's wearing a black jacket. Covering the head with a jacket hat. He, walking while enjoying music from a headset that covers the ears. Both hands were put in his jacket pocket. Walking with his head down. Passing through some of the crowds in the city center.

 Amera's steps came to a halt instantly as she saw several pairs of black shoes stopping right in front of her. Amera frowned deeply. He took off his headset. Raise his head slowly.

“Who?” ask Amera. He looked at some very unfamiliar faces to him. Three men in all-black clothes stood right in front of him.

“You Amera?” ask the man.

“Why? Any problems?” ask Amera without fear. He pretended with a soft and defiant look.

“No, you just delivered a message from the boss,” said one of the men in front of him. All of the men's faces looked flat with no expression at all.

Amera rolled her eyes, pursing her lips. With the tongue twisting between his two inner cheeks. “What message?” ask Amera.

“Tell me frankly, don't talk to me. I don't like too much bass. I also don't have much time.” Bella raised her right hand, looking at the circular watch on her wrist. The hour hand was showing at 9 p.m. He hasn't even had dinner yet. He also has not seen the state of Bella who still confined herself in the room. 

“Tomorrow morning come to the house at this address.” A man gave a kartyu a name to Amera. Amera narrowed her eyes, looking at the business card. After a few seconds of silence. He immediately took the business card.

“What is your boss? No, what business is looking for me? He's challenging me?” asked Amera, rounding her black eyeballs.

“We do not want to use violence, boss just ask you to come there immediately. There's something he wants to tell you,” the man said.

“OK, tell your boss. I'm gonna come. I won't disappoint him.” Amera looks very confident. Pulling the corners of her thin lips.

The three men immediately set foot leaving Amera who was still silent. Stand with both feet looking relaxed. The right hand goes into the jacket pocket. And, the left hand holds the business card given earlier. Both eyes read the details of the address. Lips keep moving like chewing gum.

“Who is their boss? Why would he want to talk to me? Do they have a problem? Or, I make trouble for them?”