Bucin Police
Episode 50's

Just imagine!

Like cotton or plastic trash floating into the air, the car that was still trapping us both slammed and spun twice. Luckily, we were both wearing seat belts, so our bodies were still safe in that position. After doing an attraction, the car was immediately attracted to the gravitational force of the earth. Suddenly, his body immediately crashed into the earth in an inverted position, which was uncontrollable.

I'm sure, Nata and the rest of the members also witnessed this rare spectacle. Making time seem to stop for a moment, for they believe the tragedy that has just befallen us. In a state of consciousness, my body remains safe in the embrace of the belt, but not for the forehead. Because I had experienced a hard impact on the front dashboard of this car, fresh blood flowed from the middle of my forehead without feeling any hesitation at all.

While conditioning my legs and enduring the pain, I knead my own temple because of the intense dizziness that torments me. I turned my eyes to the opposite direction, just to make sure the driver was. However, beyond my expectations, the young man was already in a state of unconsciousness.

Huw ... Huw ... Huuh ...!

The roar of irregular breathing made me feel even more disgusted to be in an inverted position like this. With great difficulty I removed the seat belt, I felt a little pain from having a mild injury to the hand next to myself. After I removed the seatbelt from my body, I immediately tried my best to get out of this car.

However, when I wanted to take the next move, suddenly my gaze looked at the familiar figure who had just come down from the sports car that had hit me earlier. His steps were followed by four well-built men in all-black uniforms - approaching me at a definite pace.

Of course, I gasped a little when I realized that my current opponent was a beautiful woman, long-haired, wearing sunglasses, and tall. His slightly changed stature in my view, instantly made me realize the pain of his heartache.

Rona!

He was still silent, looking at me meaningfully, and throwing a grin like a cold-blooded killer with a little face polish that made him look sexy. Her long hair was beautifully scattered which was occasionally blown by the wind and seemed to dance to and fro.

I can't speak anymore. My lips are too faint even if only to mention his name at this time. The woman I loved, I watered with heartfelt affection, I had enough of her life's needs all this time, and saved her from the tyrannical supernatural bars, he said, even with a movement must be pointing a firearm towards my head at this time.

Ever since I saw him get out of the car, I've been able to understand this situation. A situation that puts me in a state of stupidity. Watering my own face with mercury which will cause burns and can cause pain effects half-dead. However, the feeling was not comparable to the pain of being torn by the curtain of my heart that I closed tightly to maintain the sanctity of my love for him all this time.

No more smiles, no more pity. The expression on every line of his face revealed the complete lack of tolerance and deepest sense I expected of him if he met him later. In contrast to myself, who still looked at him in a decapitation of love that seemed not to decrease at all.

"I've left you once, to give you some distance to survive your own death. However, it seems .. it is not enough to make you understand the situation," he sarcastically seemed to think of me as a child who just woke up in the morning.

As if very understanding with my gaze implying a thousand questions, he immediately continued the dialogue without lowering the firearm. "Yes, I'm not Endar Riyahdi's n-a-f-s-u satisfied doll, but I'm a confidant of his who's been fighting with his business all this time."

DUAARS

It feels like being struck by lightning during the day, my body seems to be gamang to just give a reaction.