
Arriving at the intended old factory, Dion and the others begin to devise a plan.
"They're not too many guys and that makes it easier for us to beat them" Julian exclaimed.
"Yes, but we still have to be careful not to let your guard down" said Daddy Dion.
"Ibra doesn't have a gun, honey," exclaimed Mommy Valerie.
"It's okay Mom, Ibra can defend don't worry" said Ibra.
It was late afternoon and the weather was very clear, and Daddy Dion and the others began to approach the old factory.
One by one Charlie's men can be paralyzed, and the sound of gunfire can be heard to the inside making Charlie, Kevin, and Angela shocked.
"What's this, Pa?" ask Angela.
"Looks like Dion came quickly and he found his son" Charlie said.
"We need to get away, Om," exclaimed Kevin.
"But what about this woman?" ask Angela.
"You tie him up, and drag him through the side door" Charlie exclaimed.
Kevin and Angela immediately tie up Virlie's body and drag her through the side door.
"Put him in that car" Charlie exclaimed.
Charlie accidentally sets up a matic car that can run on its own. Kevin put Virlie into the back seat with his hands and feet tied, Virlie was still unconscious due to Charlie's kick.
Once inside, Charlie turns on the automatic button and the car runs on its own without a driver.
Ibra looks over and sees that Virlie is in the car.
"Daddy, Virlie's in that car!" scream Ibra.
Daddy Dion turned his head and widened his eyes, Daddy Dion immediately ran and got into his car.
"Honey, come in!" scream Daddy Dion.
Mommy Valerie ran and got into her husband's car.
"Panjul, you take care of them!"
"Okay Val, you guys just go."
Julian and Ibra are busy confronting Charlie's men, while Charlie, Angela, and Kevin manage to escape.
"Darling, you brought the car."
"okay."
Daddy Dion changed positions, Mommy Valerie drove the car. The car carrying Virlie began to enter the highway making other riders feel annoyed.
Bruuabeakkk....
The car carrying Virlie hit a roadblock, and resulted in the car's door being pulled apart. But the car kept speeding up, leaving Daddy Dion and Mommy Valerie in an overwhelming panic.
"Oh my God, Virlie!" shouted Mommy Valerie.
"Faster, baby, catch that car!" scream Daddy Dion.
Mommy Valerie immediately plugged the gas, until their car was running parallel. From a distance in front of them, there was a truck ready to pass at high speed.
"Daddy, there's a truck."
Dion pushed a button to open the roof of his car, then Daddy Dion climbed onto the roof of the car. Daddy Dion was getting ready to jump into the car that was carrying Virlie, he saw that the car door was broken so he would be easy to get in.
"Be careful, Dad!" shouted Mommy Valerie.
"Bismillah."
Dion jumps onto the roof of the car carrying Virlie and enters the broken door. Virlie is still unconscious, and the situation is alarming.
Daddy Dion immediately took over the car, he tried to stop the car while up ahead, the truck was getting closer.
Daddy Dion pressed the brakes very strongly, while continuing to pray to stop. Mommy Valerie looked very worried to see her husband and son in danger.
"Oh Allah, save the husband and the son of the servant" muttered Mommy Valerie.
Czechiiiiiiittt.....
Friction of the tyre with the asphalt so very loud it sounded, Daddy Dion turned the wheel and finally the truck passed next to the car. Daddy Dion's little bit late, the car carrying Virlie will be destroyed in the truck.
Mommy Valerie immediately got out of the car and ran towards her husband, Mommy Valerie hugged him with tears.
"Are you okay, baby?" mommy Valerie exclaimed by examining her husband's body.
"I'm okay, baby."
Daddy Dion opens the back door, Daddy Dion pulls out Virlie and unties Virlie's hands and feet.
"Wake up baby, wake up" exclaimed Daddy Dion with a pat on Virlie's cheek.
Julian's car arrives, Julian and Ibra get down and are shocked to see Virlie's face bruised and covered in blood.
"Oh God, Virlie."
Daddy Dion immediately picked up Virlie's body and got into his car, they headed straight for the hospital.
During the trip, Ibra looked dreamy. He feels guilty for not being able to take care of Virlie even Ibra thinks that he is a husband who is not good at protecting his own wife.
"I'm sorry Ibra, because Ibra can't take care of Virlie" Ibra exclaimed.
"You don't say that, Ibra, Mommy told you, it's not your fault."
"But Mommy, Ibra really feels guilty."
"Already Ibra, you must not continue to offend yourself" exclaimed Daddy Dion.
Ibra rubbed the head of Virlie who was currently on the lap of Ibra, indeed Ibra felt pain to see the face of Virlie battered like that.
"I'm sorry, Virlie, you must have felt tremendous pain" said Ibra.
Finally Daddy Dion's car arrived at the hospital, again Daddy Dion lifted Virlie's body. The nurse and the doctor immediately took Virlie to the examination room.
"Jul, how are things at the factory?" ask Daddy Dion.
"I'm the same Ibra has overcome everything but Charlie, Kevin, and Angela managed to escape" Julian said.
"Unfortunately, you call all the airlines to block them from leaving, I'm sure they'll run away" Daddy Dion said.
"All right."
"One more time, if they see those three people, please take it and call me."
"Ready, get it done."
Julian immediately carried out Daddy Dion's orders, they were currently sitting in Virlie's examination room chair with a very worried feeling.
1 Hour passed, the doctor who handled Virlie came out.
"How is the doctor with my child's condition?" ask Mommy Virlie.
"Alhamdulillah, my son was fine even earlier I had checked the whole and there were no serious injuries only external injuries. Right now the patient is on a break, so I hope not to be bothered first."
"Okay Doctor, thank you."
"Together, then excuse me first."
The doctor leaves the nursery, Virlie, Mommy Valerie, Daddy Dion, and Ibra go inside. Virlie is currently lying weakly on the bed with a wound that fills the pretty face of Virlie.
"You're a strong boy, baby. Mommy and Daddy's blood runs through your body, so we're sure you'll be fine" Mommy Valerie exclaimed with tears.
Daddy Dion approached his wife and hugged her, giving her vigor and strength.
"Haven't cried, Virlie will be fine."
Meanwhile, Ibra could only be speechless at the state of Virlie.