THE LOVE SON OF THE RULER
WHO'S?!

At 7 p.m.

The black sedan car stopped right in front of the house, Revin got out of the car while occasionally sighing rudely tired of taking care of the company's problems which he suddenly found difficult to overcome.

He walked into the house, with Revan trailing behind him.

"Dear I'm home!" Shouted Revin when he arrived in the living room, a little surprised to find only his brother-in-law there.

"Sister-in-law, which Vivian?" revin asked, staring in all directions to look for his wife's whereabouts.

"Eh, I thought he was approaching you at the company?" Rania spoke in a surprised tone while holding her only son, who was now drinking milk voraciously at the pacifier she held.

"What?!" peeking Revin, his eyes widened to hear that.

"But Vivian hasn't come to the company all day, Honey." said Revan, walking past Revin and sitting next to his wife.

Rania who heard that was shocked, looked at her husband who was also looking at her.

"But he hasn't come home since noon," said Rania, now starting to panic.

"Where did he say he wanted to go?" revin asked, trying to stabilize his heartbeat that started beating irregularly in panic.

"To the minimarket which is not far from home," answered Rania quickly. Instantly Revin turned around and ran out of the house quickly.

Revan just kept quiet looking at it, he wanted to help but it wouldn't be good to leave Rania alone at home. He took his cell phone slowly, sending messages to some subordinates he assigned to guard around the house.

Not long after he sent a message to his subordinates, a few seconds later a reply message entered his phone.

"Sorry, Sir. I picked up the phone and went a little away from her hiding place, so I didn't see Miss Vivian coming out of the house."

Revan grew increasingly silent at the message, his eyes narrowed perfectly and turned to his wife.

'Looks like this is going to be a little difficult,' Inner Revan, sighed violently.

Meanwhile, Revin continues to run away from the brother's house, approaching a minimarket not far from home.

He immediately opened the door of the minimarket quickly, making some of the people inside there surprised, looking at Revin with a hard to interpret gaze.

"Excuse me, did a pregnant woman come here this afternoon?" revin asked the cashier, ignoring the strange look of a mother beside him.

"Perple is not there, sir. But if it was this afternoon," replied the cashier, as soon as Revin reached into his pants pocket, opened the password on his phone and showed a photo of Vivian.

"This woman, right?" revin asked, showing a picture of Vivian in front of the cashier's face.

The woman nodded her head, then spoke, "Yes, sir. But he's been home since this afternoon. When he finished paying for his groceries, he immediately went out to go home. But after he got out, I suddenly saw a black car passing through this minimarket."

Revin stared at the cashier's explanation, his hand firmly grasping the flat object in his hand, gulping down the coarse salivation with a hardened jaw.

"Thank you," he said briefly, immediately turned to get out of the minimarket.

"So soon spread out and find my wife until you find her!" revin shouted as the subordinate picked up his phone across the phone.

He ran back to the house with an unreasonable feeling, began to despair of the state of his wife who was somewhere.

When Revin intends to enter the house to meet his brother, suddenly his phone rings indicating an incoming message. He stopped his steps in the doorway, unlocked his cellphone password and saw the incoming message from the unknown number.

Revin's eyes widened when he saw a photo sent by the unidentified number, clearly visible on the photo where his wife stood with her hands tied on the right and left sides of a pole.

Without thinking twice, Revin turned around to approach the car. Immediately enter in a hurry and start the car engine, driving the four-wheeled vehicle out of the yard of the house, towards the place he believes where his wife is now.

Ten minutes later.

Revin braked his car suddenly at a dock, immediately opened the door and exited while running to the right, where his wife was.

Revin continued to run until from a distance to see Vivian who stood with her hands tied, not forgetting the look of the weak face of the pregnant woman.

"VIVIAN!" revin yelled and screeched as a hot lead hit his right arm, piercing through the black suit and shirt he was wearing.

"ARGH!" Revin halted his steps, squatting on the ground grimacing and touching his arm which kept on spitting out fresh blood.

Revin stared intently at one by one the men who were walking out of the dark place with masks attached to their faces, Revin just kept silent as the seven men started pointing guns at him, prepare to pull the trigger of the gun in their hands.

"Vivian," call Revin soft on the wife who looks so weak there.

"How dare you!" revin growled and was shocked when suddenly something unexpected happened.

DOR'S!

ARGH!

One of the men screeched as the bullet hit his left arm, making all his comrades simultaneously stare at him. While Revin who saw it, just silently stared at the thing that happened before him.

DOR'S!

"ARGH!"

A bullet came back to one of the men, and now it hit the man's head, leaving the remaining six people staring warily around.

Revin turned his head and looked up, staring at the tall building not far from the pier, narrowing his eyes to see clearly someone aiming a rifle at the men in front of him.

'Did he help me?' inward Revin, rose from his seat to approach his wife.

Six people who saw this again intended to point the gun at Revin, but a bullet returned hitting one of their colleagues right in the head.

DOR'S!

DOR'S!

DOR'S!

One by one the men fell with bullets right through their skulls, until now only leaving one person.

"Damn it!" the man then intends to shoot at Revin.

DOR'S!

The gun in the man's hand fell out of his hand when a bullet hit his heart.

Revin ignored that, focusing more on unbinding the rope on his wife's arm without caring about the wound on his arm.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry" Revin said, unbinding his wife's arm. He fell silent as he saw the white liquid flowing from his wife's legs.

***

A woman dressed in all black with a mask covering half her face, rose from her prone position. Standing up while holding an air rifle that he used a few seconds ago.

"This is all I can do" he said, putting the rifle back in place and immediately coming down from the building before anyone could see it.