Chapter 3
Author: Izah04
last update2026-03-13 18:00:46

Darwin, who was truly furious, slammed his desk hard.

Brakk!!

Several items on the desk were immediately thrown and fell to the floor. Glasses, folders, and even ashtrays rolled around in disarray. Darwin's face turned red with uncontrollable anger.

"How dare you!" he growled breathlessly.

Meanwhile, Rinto and Malik, who were standing not far from the desk, just looked at each other for a moment. They knew their boss's temper very well.

When Darwin was this angry, there was usually someone who would become his scapegoat. Rinto then stepped forward slightly.

"Boss, calm down. We'll take care of Zaqqy."

Darwin stared at him sharply.

"Don't just take care of him," he said in a cold voice that sounded even more frightening. "Finish him off if necessary."

"Yes, boss."

He then turned to face his other men.

"Malik, you and three others come with me. We're going after him now. Don't let him get too far."

"Yes, sir," they replied in unison.

Rinto then pointed to two others.

"You two stay here. Guard this place. Don't go into the boss's room unless you're called. The boss is furious."

"Yes, sir," they replied in unison.

Rinto, Malik, and the other three immediately hurried down the stairs to the ground floor.

Meanwhile, at the front of the café, Zaqqy was already rushing Rahayu outside.

Seeing their condition, Tono was immediately shocked.

"Astaghfirullahaladzim! Sis, your clothes!" he exclaimed in panic. He immediately ran to the guard post and grabbed his jacket. "Here, sis. Wear this first!" he said, handing the jacket to Rahayu.

"Th-thank you, sir..."

The girl immediately put it on with trembling hands. Her face was pale, and her eyes were still teary.

"Get on, Rahayu," said Zaqqy as he started his motorbike. "I'll take you home now."

Rahayu nodded quickly and got on the back seat. Zaqqy then turned to Tono.

"Ton, I've been fired. Mr Darwin has gone too far. He almost..."

Zaqqy didn't finish his sentence. Tono understood what he meant.

"I understand," he muttered softly with a tense face.

"I'll go first."

Zaqqy's old motorbike sped away from the café courtyard. Not long after, Rinto and his men arrived downstairs. They looked around, but Zaqqy was nowhere to be seen.

"Where is he?!" Rinto snapped at Tono.

Tono, who was still standing near the guard post, immediately tensed up.

"He... he's gone, sir," he replied nervously.

Rinto narrowed his eyes and pulled Tono's collar.

"Where did he go?" he snapped.

"I don't know, sir. He said he got fired," replied Tono.

Rinto snorted in annoyance. "Let's go!" he ordered.

They immediately got into the black Kijang car parked in the yard.

The car engine started immediately and the vehicle sped away.

Tono, who was starting to feel uneasy, immediately grabbed his mobile. His hand trembled slightly as he dialled Zaqqy’s number. A few seconds later, the call connected.

“Hello?” Zaqqy’s voice came from the other end. “What’s up, Ton? I’m on the road right now.”

“Listen, Zaqqy!” Tono said quickly. “Be careful! Mr Darwin’s men are chasing you! There are many of them, Zaq! Five people in a car!"

"What?! Why?"

"I'm serious! They just left here! Be careful."

"Yes, Ton. Thank you for letting me know."

The call was immediately disconnected. Tono stared at his mobile phone with a worried look on his face.

"Oh God... I hope nothing happens to him," he muttered as he rubbed his chest.

Meanwhile, on a relatively quiet road, Zaqqy was still riding his motorbike at a moderate speed.

Rahayu was still holding tightly onto the back of his jacket.

"Bang..." Rahayu's voice was soft.

"Yes?"

"Thank you..."

Zaqqy smiled slightly, even though Rahayu couldn't see him from behind.

"It's okay, don't worry about it."

But suddenly, from a distance, a car was seen speeding towards them. It was Rinto's black Kijang.

"I think it's them..." Zaqqy muttered.

The car approached quickly.

Brakk!!

The car grazed the back of Zaqqy's motorbike. The motorbike immediately swerved and fell.

"Aaaaa!" Rahayu screamed as their bodies were dragged along the asphalt.

"Arrgh..." Zaqqy groaned in pain.

Zaqqy's body was also thrown from the motorbike, causing pain to spread to his wrists and legs. The young man tried to stand up but was unsteady.

The car stopped not far from them. The car door opened and five men quickly got out. Rinto immediately walked towards Zaqqy, who was still trying to get up.

"How dare you make the boss angry!" he shouted.

Zaqqy tried to stand up again, even though his body ached and he was still a little unsteady.

"You guys are out of line!" he said with heavy breathing.

Bugh!

A hard blow struck his head. Zaqqy's vision immediately went blurry, and Malik and the other two quickly caught his body before it fell.

"Get him in!" Rinto ordered.

"No! Please! Please!"

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