The Marriage Of The Game
4 - Run as far away as possible
..."The tears that I had not wanted to shed for a long time, were now flowing without being asked."...
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Aleta's eyes widened, as the two unidentified men approached and forced her to follow them. Obviously their treatment of Aleta made him fight hard.
Aleta with all her might pushed the two men. But the energy of his body is not comparable to the body of two men who are so sturdy and filled.
One of the men took out a handkerchief from his pants pocket and quickly shut Aleta's mouth, before the woman they were looking for screamed and ran away.
The handkerchief that had been given the anesthetic, immediately made Aleta no longer conscious, due to inhaling the aroma. The two men swiftly carried Aleta's body to get into the van.
"This woman is in our hands, boss!"
One of the men contacted someone he called their Master, to report that his orders had been properly executed.
"Good."
Sahut someone from there while grinning satisfied without a long sentence, it can be ascertained if he is so happy to hear the news from his men.
The car continues to drive down the streets of the Capital City. The three men in the car looked so happy that even the sound of their laughter was so loud that they could wake Aleta who had been unconscious for a few minutes.
Slowly Aleta opened her eyes, she also had a glance to her left and right, looking at the street lights from inside the car window. At first glance he again remembered the incident he had experienced before he fainted.
Traffic lights that are red, stop the speed of the vehicle. Aleta quickly took the opportunity to escape from the men who were currently holding her.
Fortunately, his hands and feet were not tied, so it was easy to get out of the back door of the car and none of them realized, if Aleta was no longer in there.
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Aleta ran as far as she could, not wanting to find them chasing her and taking her again. The atmosphere of the road in the middle of the night looks so soft and quiet. No vehicles were seen there.
Aleta's steps came to a halt for a moment, feeling her breath so roaring as a result of running from several kilometers away. He reached into his pants pocket to find a flat object in there. But unfortunately he did not find it, because the object was in the hands of one of the men who had locked him.
Aleta circulated her gaze while trying to catch her breath again, looking as if she was looking for a coin phone. But unfortunately not seen, then he chose to walk again.
Almost an hour and a half Aleta down the long road that makes her legs feel stingy. Finally the goddess Fortuna sided with him, she saw a taxi that was stopping on the sidewalk.
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"What do they want from me? Why lately, I feel like terrorized. So what's the point of them targeting me?" inner fretting.
Her beautiful eyes glanced at the corner street of the Capital, she shed tears that had unwittingly soaked both of her cheeks. It feels like only now he is back to crying, after 17 years never shed tears again.
He last remembered crying when he was 7 years old. When the caretaker hit him with a wooden block on his back, making him unable to sleep all day because his back was bruised.
Even the owners of the parlors and the children of the parlors there no one cared about his condition at that time. They scolded and mocked her, though Aleta continued to cry.
Since that incident made Aleta promise to no longer let out her tears, if not for tears of happiness.
"Sorry, we've arrived, miss," said the taxi driver, stopping his cries and daydreams.
He immediately got down from there after paying his taxi fare and stepped into the house with a wedge.
His days are now filled with a sense of alertness in everyone, he is increasingly afraid to meet someone who is believed to be able to hurt him, for whatever reason, he himself does not know.
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Now the three men who had brought Aleta were bowed in fear in front of someone who was staring sharply while playing a knife that had just been sharpened right in front of his third pair of eyes.
They are afraid to open their voices, because if a little bit of their mouth moves then the boss will not hesitate to cut off the third tongue. He berated the cruel performance of his men who always teledor and not becus.
"Bring one woman you can't afford, what's the point of me throwing money at you!"
His bluff to his men, this time his grinning smile had changed with overflowing anger and emotions.
"I don't want to know, however you must be able to bring that woman before me! If not, you'll take the risk."
His threat was full of emphasis. While they gulped their salivations roughly, after hearing the words of his Boss. They shuddered in horror at the threat imaginable.
Their boss is unforgiving. All he can do even just break the necks of his men one by one, for him it is an easy thing.
They came out of the boss's private room, leaving him staring at Aleta's photo. Before finally the photo was burned by him to dust in the pottery.
"We start the game now, you'll pay for all the mistakes that the old rascal made!!"
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