It is now in the month of September in the year of 1936. The struggle between the government and all rebellion groups are still going on. It is the same with the White Mask. Many of their operations were successful and now they are a target of the government, top of the hot list. Wanted, very much wanted, alive or dead. But still, that does not stop them from moving further.
They kept on fighting and struggling against the abusive oppressors. Many events were sabotaged, many of them were injured and some were killed. The members count remain the same, the most recent member was Ghaafar Lee himself. It is not easy for Master Amir to trust anyone, but in the case of Ghaafar Lee, he trusted him and let him join, although needed to go through a very long period of torturing training.
The Resident of Selangor is visiting Klang this week. The White Mask is planning to ambush his convoy. They want him dead. Ghaafar Lee is tasked to lead the group this time. It seems like Master Amir now trusts the former to its fullest. Ghaafar Lee has been a loyal member of the group ever since he joined. He is now an asset to the group, an asset that glues them strong together besides getting them further in their journey.
The Resident arrives at the Klang Railway Station early at eight in the morning. The close protection of the resident is planned very detailed to avoid past incidents from ever happening again. Police and security offi cers are placed at every possible spot in between the convoy. Seeing from bare eyes, no ambush could succeed. Even an ant could not pass a convoy secured this great.
"Prepare, lads. They are here." Ghaafar Lee speaking slowly, not wanting to alert any unwanted entity, then exposing their well-being, "The convoy is arriving..." He whispers to the rest of the members. They are now lying on the ground on a hill with rifles pointed steady at the convoy.
"Anytime now, Lee..." Suri Kenanga alerts Ghaafar Lee. Ghaafar Lee is tasked with the task of a marksman to shoot down the resident. A very big responsibility, also a possibility for him not just to end the resident's life but also his own life. A task that will decide his future. Anything is within possibilities now.
The resident then gets out of his car, a standard black-coloured car with its body being made of thin metal, not even stainless. A shot from a bolt-action rifle could go through its body. Ghaafar Lee now places his pointy finger onto the trigger, just waiting to pull it now, Just any second now and the resident will have his life ended. His life is now on Ghaafar Lee's finger. Just like a grim reaper, he now has a chance to reap that man's life. Unlike the usual, he is nervous this time. Maybe due to the fact that he is about to kill a very important person? Or maybe just that he is scared for his life now? Just a slip or a miss, he is dead!
His chest is clear now, a shot could be made! Slowly, he pulls the trigger.
"BANG!" He missed it. He has alerted the guards. Because of the high number of guards securing the location and the convoy, they saw the fire from where Ghaafar Lee and rest were at. Their location is now exposed! "Retreat! Misfired!" Ghaafar Lee instructs the rest of them to retreat from their location. That is the only effort they could afford now. However, Ghaafar Lee does not immediately retreat like the others. He holds the line and starts firing shots at the guards.
"What are you doing, Lee?!" Suri Kenanga shouts, noticing Ghaafar Lee not retreating with them. Ghaafar Lee is determined in firing back. "Let's go, mate! Quick!" Suri Kenanga shouts again trying to reach for him.
"Go! Don't mind me! I will come for you all! Just go!" Said Ghaafar Lee straight while still firing against enemies. He ignores Suri Kenanga's warning and keeps doing what he does. "Go! Don't come here and go away!" Ghaafar Lee shouts at Suri Kenanga who is now trying to reach for him. "Bring her along, man!" Ghaafar Lee instructs the other man to grab her to retreat with them. Ghaafar Lee clearly does not want to put Suri Kenanga in danger with him.
"No! Let me go! Lee is in danger!" Suri Kenanga exclaims while being grabbed away to retreat from the area. She does not have the heart to leave Ghaafar Lee in danger. He and her are best buddies, leaving him being attacked repeatedly by the enemies like that is a very cruel act to do for her. They then just retreated into the deep forest running to a place just like what they had planned earlier. Master Amir is waiting for them there.
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It is near midnight now. Although being deep at night now, Ghaafar Lee has not shown himself at the safe zone yet. It is very worrying but there is nothing they could do now besides waiting. It is not possible for them to go back there to see now, it is only safe to be there in a few coming weeks. So, the only choice now is to pray for his safe-being there, that God saves him from any danger.
"Lee must be in danger now, are we not going to do something about it?" Said Suri Kenanga very anxiously. She could not sit well and peace thinking about him. "Argh, what happened to him?!" She said almost hysterically.
"Calm down, Kenanga. He is safe! My instinct said so." Master Amir tries convincing her. "You trust me, don't you Kenanga?" Master Amir tries to persuade her to calm herself down and not worry much. He knows that Ghaafar Lee could survive and make it out in one piece.
"It is just a matter of time..." One of the men told Suri Kenanga. "He will be back soon, don't worry. We all know of his capabilities. He is our best, you know it too." He resumes.
"He is a human, just like us. He could be injured. He could die. Just like us!" Suri Kenanga argues over everything they all said. She is still worried about Ghaafar Lee. As long as his existence is not seen by her pair of eyes, she will never be at ease.
"If that's his fate, then be it..."
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Trust Me, Okay?
Tiểu thuyết Lịch sử"Trust me, okay?" He asks her, supposedly in a reversed psychological manner. No emotion was expressed on either person's face, just blank expressions of emotion portrayal. Ghaafar Lee, a young man with no purpose in life living a boring day to day...