This boy's little body was cheerful as he jumped up and down towards the overpass. With the duffel bag still on his back he moved up to the overpass. It was wise to walk home even though he was 8 years old and had just returned from school.
He was happy to meet his other friends at school. However, at the same time, he saw the figure of a woman standing in front of the overpass. He smiled at the cars passing by under the overpass. The wind was slowly breathed in. Without delay, he even approached the woman. However, he didn't have time to see the woman's face, he already clapped his hands and deliberately dropped his body down. Finally, he was hit by a lorry and died as soon as he fell from the overpass.
This little boy's curious body immediately went down the steps of the overpass to see the woman. He carefully went down the steps one by one.
It looks like people are already flocking to the woman who fell from the overpass. The curious one stepped forward to see what the woman looked like. He tried to push away all the people who had gathered there. But finally, he managed to enter.
A woman who was on the overpass was seen covered in blood. A lot of blood came out of her head. Her hand was broken because of the lorry's collision. He approached again with a feeling of fear.
"Mrs?"
The woman who jumped from the overpass was his mother. He approached again and woke up his mother who was lying with a lot of blood. Her eyes opened to see the sky.
"Mom? Mom?"
Many times he shook his mother's hand, but no response was given. Tears finally flowed down the boy's face.
"Mrs?"
They kept waking him up, but he was still unconscious. People just watched the incident. He waited for the police and the ambulance for a few minutes there. His cries got louder.
"Mom? Wake up, Mom. Mom? Mom!!!"
Azmar woke up from his nightmare. His face was sweating profusely. He sat upright on the bed. Then he widened his eyes and looked around. It was just a nightmare. Slowly, he exhaled. But he felt less calm when he imagined the nightmare. Without hesitation, he got off his bed and reached for his smartphone on the table. He dialled someone's number.
"I want you to meet me now.."
He said after hearing his call was picked up. He immediately turned off the call. His face began to frown with anger. It was only 2 a.m. looking at the clock on the wall. Who did he call that early in the morning?
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Sharul came to a quiet room. His hands began to tremble every time he entered the room. Azmar turned his back on him while wrapping a long cloth in his hand. He focused on wrapping his hands with the cloth while Sharul behind him began to worry while bowing his head.
"You know why I called you here right?"
The question shocked Sharul. The saliva was swallowed hard.
"Yes, sir.."
He said he was not sure. Azmar was still busy wrapping the cloth in his hands.
"You know what? I don't like it if. I dream about that thing again. I want to forget and put the nightmare away but.. still can't."
He said after wrapping the cloth around his hand. Fingers and palms were covered with the cloth he had wrapped earlier. A smile etched on his lips.
"Today...I can't stand it anymore. It seems that you will be my victim again."
He said again while turning towards Sharul with a mysterious smile. His hands were shaking more and more. Azmar's steps slowly approached him. Then he looked at Sharul's scared face.
"This is the result if you don't do your job properly!!!"
Said Azmar punched Sharul's stomach as hard as he could. He repeatedly punched Sharul's stomach until blood spewed from his mouth. Then he pushed Sharul hard against the wall. The spine seemed to break because of the hard push. He also punched Sharul's face on the left and right side. So much so that bruises were visible. And that's how he continued to torture Sharul non-stop.
This empty room without furniture is a torture room for Sharul for Azmar to release his anger. When Azmar had not divorced Rosalina, he had already created the room for himself. But it was very torturous that Sharul was made a puppet victim to release his anger. That's how every time Azmar called him to the room.
Blood here and there was dirty on the floor and the wall as a result of him beating Sharul. Emotions were pressed as hard as possible before torturing Sharul. For 30 minutes without stopping torturing him, Azmar finally stopped by banging his head on the wall many times. Sharul sat weakly on the floor. While Azmar, with feelings of anger, immediately turned away from Sharul.
"Who dares to drop me?!"
He said in a high tone every time he remembered the incident at his birthday party yesterday. Everything was still fresh in his mind.
"Before this, there was nothing like this.. Or maybe, someone betrayed me?!"
Azmar shouted at the end of the sentence. Sharul was still sitting on the floor. His whole body felt pain.
"This time, you have to investigate this matter properly. Otherwise, I will make sure that you will not hear any voice again."
Warning to Sharul. The warning is as if Sharul will lose his ears if he doesn't study his work. That's what he said. The atmosphere was quiet for a while.
"I will kill anyone who gets in my way."
He said he was determined to fulfil his wish. From today, he will examine every move of the employees in his company. There must be suspicion among them. Can Sharul find out who is the mastermind behind the destruction of the ceremony? And what is the real story of Azmar?
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Hazre walked calmly while chewing gum in his mouth. Black glasses were worn on his clean white face. His hair was styled with a black suit.
His step was confidently moving forward. He started walking towards the meeting room as promised. Understandably, due to yesterday's incident regarding the shocking performance on the stage, everyone was asked to have a serious discussion in the meeting room. Hazre walked slowly with a smile.
Azmar was also on his way to the meeting room with Sharul by his side. He was also fully dressed in a suit to start the discussion.
But at the same time, he stopped his steps in front of the door of the meeting room after seeing a shadow figure of someone walking towards him. He looked at him with a suspicious look.
Hazre walked towards him with his sunglasses still on. The gum was still being chewed for a long time in his mouth. Step by step they finally came face to face. He opened his sunglasses and looked at Azmar's face. Their eyes stared at each other.
"I didn't think you were here either. Why didn't you come in?"
Hazre said he deliberately asked. Azmar was furious to see Hazre busy chewing gum since earlier. He felt that Hazre had no anxiety on his face about the company's problems.
"You see..don't worry about anything.."
Azmar said guessing the facial expression. Hazre chuckled before starting the conversation.
"What do I have to worry about? It's the company's stock that fell. Not my stock."
That was Hazre's answer to him casually. Azmar's sense of curiosity was increasing.
"Aren't you worried about the loss you got? You don't seem to care at all."
"Hey, come on. This is Real. For me, this is the reality in the business world. That's normal."
Hazre's words seemed to raise Azmar's anger. But those words raised his anger. He felt himself insulted.
"Real? You mean, this is just a small problem? You're really..unique."
He said immediately his cold expression changed at the end of the conversation. The brave Hazre only smiled.
"Come in first, Sir Azmar.."
Without further ado, Azmar with a serious face immediately entered the meeting room before Hazre. Hazre who was still outside the room smiled triumphantly at Azmar's reaction earlier. It was easy enough for him to respond with words.
Meanwhile, Azmar, who stepped blandly inside, was suspicious of Hazre's strange behaviour. He managed to whisper in Sharul's ear.
"Investigate about him too. I feel strange about him.."
"Yes, sir."
They whispered to each other. The swivel chair in the middle was immediately occupied by the Chairman of the Office Star Company. Hazre also joined the discussion even though he was not interested in interfering. The discussion started among the other staff members. It was a heated discussion between them all.