Hermaphrodite
It doesn't feel like it's been 40 days since Zaskia watched his movements every day, especially in the morning and evening hours. It's more than memorised Zaskia about Jacob's behaviour day by day from Monday to Sunday. The clothes he wore, his footsteps, and even the way he opened the car door. And now it's time to carry out the plan.
6.00a.m
Zaskia began to prepare his equipment. An imitation of odourless cat litter is perforated with a small drill. Then from a white glass bottle that said benzoyl peroxide he sucked it with an injection that he usually used to inject the printer. While chewing the happydent gum, he injected the liquid into the cat faeces he had prepared. Then the former borehole was covered with chewing gum. Zaskia smiled with satisfaction when applying her slightly brownish-green mascara to the chewing gum chop to disguise the colour difference. After being turned back and there was no leak with satisfaction he put it in his hoddie jacket pocket. His long smooth but muscular legs look shiny with tanning lotion that he usually wears when jogging in the morning. White laced Nike shoes are worn on purpose with a rather loose bond. Zaskia looked at the clock.
7.15
It's time for action as Zaskia said in her heart. Scrvance into his jacket bag to make sure the cat's tai figurine had been carried away, Zaskia nimbly went down the stairs of his boarding house and got out of the elite boarding house. Back Zaskia saw at 7.20.
Zaskia : Hymmmm, feel this time Najwa, hehehhhee (while chuckling slowly yourself)
Zaskia started running around and stopped right under the ketapang tree where Najwa's usual car stopped. While squatting pretending to correct his shoelaces, Zaskia took the cat's tai figurine and put it in his usual place, the squeaky sound of the red car tire splashing pebbles on the cat next door. Slightly shifted the pebbles beside him to disguise his shape then Zaskia got up and ran again after making sure the shoelaces were perfectly attached.
Meanwhile a hundred metres behind him the red car began to move in that direction. Zaskia hastened his run so he could immediately return to his room to watch his trap. After several houses Zaskia turned around and crossed paths with the red car. He glanced at Najwa who was wearing sunglasses while driving. Najwa slowed down his car when he saw someone running in the opposite direction from him. Najwa opened the window slightly and nodded while waging Zaskia.
Najwa : Excuse me, Ma'am....
Zaskia just nodded softly and smiled sarcastically at Najwa who was shocked by the look in the girl's eyes. I don't know why Najwa can feel the hatred from the look in those eyes. There was sort of pent-up anger from those eyes. Najwa comforted himself by saying that maybe it was just his feelings or that the girl was having a problem that was clearly unrelated to him who never knew the girl at all.
Zaskia quickened her run and rushed to the room to see the results of her actions. With a breath of breath even without even slipping his shoes, Zaskia took the camera and began to aim at the bottom of the braided tree. While the red car slowly went to its usual parking place.
Zaskia began to count.
Zaskia : one........ two...... ti.......
DUAAAAAAAAAAAR....... there was a fairly loud explosion accompanied by Zaskia's cheers who shouted with joy.
Zaskia : Yessssss GOTCHA!!!
Meanwhile in front there appeared Jacob, Lala, mama and pakTino running out to hear a strong explosion in front of the house. The hysterical Lala shouted loudly.
Lala : sis Najwaaaaaaaaaaa.....!!!!
Lala's voice was echoed, a second, louder explosion that bounced the red car 1.5 metres high. Jacob reflexively spread his arms holding Lala and her mother forward so as not to be affected by the explosion and did not rush forward because there could be a third explosion.
After waiting for a few seconds that seemed like years Jacob said.
Jacob : Wait here everyone, I'm the one checking, you guys call a, the month and the police
Mr. Tino : Quickly Mam, call the ambulance, I call Captain Jonas
Jacob slowly approached the car from the steering wheel. There is no visible movement from inside there. Jacob tried to open the car door but turned out to be locked and shocked because the car handle became hot. Jacob looked for a boulder and threw it into the back glass. The glass was broken into pieces. Then Jacob tried to reach for the steering backrest controller that Najwa had on it. But everything is locked. Jacob can only call-call....
Jacob : Najwa..... najwa....... Najwaaaaaaaaa....!!!!
His shout tightened unclearly accompanied by sobs when there was no answer and the slightest movement from Najwa. Najwa's face was immersed in the water bag which turned red in colour due to the blood from Najwa's face which was hit by a broken windshield. While Najwa's two hands were still holding the steering wheel without having time to do anything. From Najwa's ears flowed thick blackish blood that dripped into his yellow skirt with the motif of pteridophyta leaves.
A few metres from there there was someone who smiled satisfied to record the incident. His smile expanded from behind his camera while saying.
Zaskia : Now you're mine Jacob, hahahahahhahaaaa.... (his laugh sounds bitter and sadistic)
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TIE STORY
Mystery / ThrillerJacob was born into a humble family, where his father worked as a carpenter. Every day, his father would collect discarded wood and metal scraps in their small town, trying to transform them into something useful before selling them. His upbringing...
