Chapter 17

Dor!

Dor!

Dor!

Dor!

Caca looked up, then went into his room and took his gun on the nightstand beside the bed.

Dor!

Dor!

The gunshots rang again, causing Caca to quickly descend to her room.

When she saw the silhouette of someone behind the window, the girl quickly shot the window.

"Shit. Almost all the windows shattered because of that damn human!" cursed Caca annoyed.

Caca slightly ran towards the exit and found the person already in his car.

Dor!

Dor!

Dor!

Dor!

Dor!

Dor!

Caca kept shooting at the car until it was out of sight. He ran towards the security post, afraid that something might happen to the middle-aged man who became a security guard at his house.

Caca's eyes bulged, seeing the old man tied to a chair with his eyes closed.

"Sir, sir Iman! Wake up sir!" Caca shook Pak Iman's body.

Seeing Pak Iman who was still closing his eyes, Caca immediately untied the rope around Pak Iman's body.

"Sir, sir Faith!" Caca gently patted Pak Iman's cheek, but seeing Pak Iman still closed his eyes made Caca anxious.

He just lost his opah. Just seeing Pak Iman still closing his eyes was enough to make Caca very anxious.

He held the pulse in Pak Iman's hand which was still beating, making himself relieved for a moment.

"God not again, I'm traumatized by losing." Said Caca, while looking up at the sky.

Caca reached into his pants pocket, then called Alex. The man who was originally her opah's assistant who has now turned into her assistant.

"Hello sir Alex, please come to my house now!" Caca said, after the telephone connection was connected.

"Don't call me Mr. Nonna." Alex replied.

"Yes, yes, come here quickly!"

Tut

Caca turned off the phone, then looked back at Pak Iman who closed his eyes.

Not long after that, Mr. Alex came and took Mr. Iman to the hospital. Because of orders from Caca.

After Mr. Iman's business was finished, Caca went around to his house. Who knows, there is evidence of who dared to disturb his life.

Caca narrowed her eyes when she saw something on the front porch of her house. He was about to take the item but when he heard the sound of a speeding motorbike behind him, he made him stop and immediately turned around.

Bruck!

Turns out it was Raga with his motorbike that was accidentally dropped, because he was lazy to standardize. Too long and time consuming.

Raga ran and immediately hugged Caca's body who was confused by Raga's attitude now.

"Why?" Caca asked, releasing his arm.

"What are you doing! This is why all the glass is broken! Your eyes are puffy, what happened to you!" Panic.

"Luckily I'm here. What if I didn't try it? I already told you, stay at my house! The children want to stay here, you don't allow it, you want to be alone! Is this what you want huh? Alas? Yes?"

Raga's breath rose and fell after explaining that. He was worried, really worried about Caca's condition now. But the girl made him even more anxious when he saw the state of his house which was very messy with broken glass everywhere, let alone seeing the girl's puffy eyes.

"Can you not worry about me?" Ask Raga.

Chaka looked down. During his friendship with Raga, he had never seen Raga this anxious and scary. Except when fighting enemies, Raga will look scary.

"Sorry, I didn't mean to worry you. I just needed some time alone to express my sadness. I didn't know it would turn out like this." Caca said still looking down.

Raga took Caca's chin, looked at the woman's puffy eyes. "But are you okay?" asked Raga gently.

Caca nodded, making Raga hug the girl's body again. Hugging him tighter, channeling strength.

At home, Raga felt that his heart was still at Caca's house. He was restless, worried and worried about the girl's condition. And when he saw Caca's condition like this, his worries were quite a bit reciprocated.

He was not completely relieved when he saw Caca's house and Caca's eyes looked puffy. He was still worried and afraid that something would happen to the girl. Afraid that the girl would do things beyond reason.

Even though Caca said he wouldn't do anything stupid, the fear in his heart could never just go away. Especially for the first time, Raga saw this fragile Caca. The girl who used to be cheerful and annoying, can now be this fragile.

Raga stroked Caca's hair slowly. "Express your sadness. Cry when you're not strong enough. Don't pretend to be strong in front of me. Crying doesn't make you weak, crying is normal. So don't think that people who cry a lot are weak."

The sound of sobs began to sound on Caca's small lips. The woman was crying, crying because she was tired of the trials that came down repeatedly in her life. His brother's case hasn't been finished yet, now another case has come to terrorize him when he just felt lost.

"It hurts, Ga. My heart hurts when everyone I love slowly leaves me. It hurts, Ga." Complained Caca.

"I feel like I want to catch up with them quickly so I can feel their love again. I miss them, Ga. I miss them."

Raga loosened his grip and gently wiped Caca's tears. "Cheer up! Don't give up. It's me, don't ever feel alone. You can tell me all your complaints. If for example you miss the love from your family, come to my house. My parents really love you. So don't sad, okay!"

Chaka smiled and nodded. What Raga said is true, there are still many people who love him.

"Would you like a walk?" Invite Raga.

Chaka nodded enthusiastically. "Would want!"

**

Do you know? Not everyone is able to bear the burden that God has planned. Sometimes the world forgets that a nail can only stick when it is hammered, but knows how it will leave if the hammer is pulled out. The pain will indeed subside, but the trauma will remain forever until God gives a patch.