บท 31: Should I Stop The Pill?
"How many children do you want, El?" Jasmine asked between her dinners with Rafael a month after they were married.
"I don't know; how about you?" Rafael reversed the question.
"I want three, boy, girl, boy," Jasmine answered him enthusiastically.
"We can't choose gender, huh?" asked Rafael, confused by Jasmine's plans, gender only given by God.
"True, but I will continue to pray every day that God will grant it. I want a son for our firstborn because all my family members were women." Jasmine giggled.
"Oh, I see." Rafael just smiled. They both went back to dinner. Enjoy Rafael's simple cooking.
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Rafael woke up from his sleep. Again, he was dreaming about the past—this time his past with Jasmine. Exactly one month after their marriage, Jasmine had indeed discussed having a baby. But Rafael didn't want any child from Jasmine not until all his revenge was avenged.
[Was it because Jasmine wanted a child so badly that she got carried away in my dream?] Rafael recalled his fight with Jasmine on the cellphone this afternoon. Until now, the two are not related to each other. Still strong on each other's ego.
At 21.30, not already midnight, Rafael fell asleep after being tired all day observing the next target. ( A 10-year-old boy, the heir that the CEO got from a mistress.)
Annoyed that he couldn't go back to sleep, Rafael decided to look for a convenience store around the inn to buy a few cans of beer and snacks. Fill the lonely and long night.
Rafael pulled up the hood of his hoodie jacket and put on a mask. He always covers his face, so he doesn't see it on the surveillance cameras. Even though Rafael has a new identity, he's still a runaway, living in the shadows, so there's no harm in being on guard.
The streets were deserted—only a few people walking on the sidewalks. Vehicles are also rarely seen. It's different in a big city like the capital city where the people seem never to sleep. The suburbs start to look deserted after 9 pm. In the middle of the road, Rafael met a small child, seen holding his mother's father's hand after buying a box of chocolate milk. The faces of the two were radiant, even occasionally laughing because of the little one's chatter.
[ How does it feel to have children? Jasmine wanted it. Is it that happy?] Rafael asked himself.
Rafael pushed the door of a convenience store. Employees have seen tidying up the shop before closing at 10 pm. Several other shoppers also rushed to choose their groceries before the store closed.
"Welcome!" Rafael just nodded; he immediately went to the shelf where the alcoholic drink was served. It says 21+, show your ID card at the cashier.
Rafael chose, there are several types of beer brands. Each brand has a different taste; it seems this man is confused about making a choice.
BRAG!!!
Suddenly two burly men with black masks rushed in. They brandished their guns at the ceiling and shouted.
"ALL DOWN!!!"
Seeing the handgun raised, all the humans in the store immediately screamed hysterically and fell in their respective places. Throws groceries in hand and chooses to take cover with hands behind their head.
"Hey!! You!! Take out all the money!!" Another robber immediately pointed at the cashier, asking for all the money from today's sales.
"Y ... yes," replied the cashier, his voice shaking violently with fear.
"Hurry!!! Hurry!!! Don't be slow!!!" The robbers did not want to waste any time because, at any time, the police officers could come.
Of the several humans who were there, only one person did not lie down. He was busy choosing beer and snacks. After a moment of confusion, at last ... Rafael picked a beer with a lemon flavor and a bag of roasted peanuts. Rafael casually placed peanuts and a crate of beer on the cashier counter. Make the two robbers angry.
"How much?" asked Rafael, still in a relaxed tone.
"FUCK!! You don't know the situation, huh??" asked the gun bearer; he pointed his gun at Rafael. His hands trembled slightly with doubt. They were probably just amateur criminals.
"You'll get lost if you aim like that. Besides, the bullet won't hit my vitals because you're aiming it in the wrong direction." Rafael pointed at the handgun.
"WHAT FUCK ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT!! Hurry down, or I'll blow your head off!" he threatened.
"Right, you should've put it at my head, or into my mouth, or at my heart. Then I'd be lying down and unable to counter your attack." Rafael pulled the gun to his chest.
"SHIIT!! DON'T TRY!!" The robber pulled the trigger of his gun. Before he was depressed, Rafael had grabbed the robber's hand, stretched, then gave the robber an elbow.
BUGH!! Rafael's elbow hit the man's side chest so hard.
BANG!!! A missed shot hits the detergent stand—scattering white powder.
"KYAAA!!!" all the people in the mini-market screamed in fear coz the gunfire sound.
Rafael rammed his elbow back into his chest, then hitting his elbow to the man's arm, dropping the gun down. Rafael immediately kicked the gun under the display rack so as not to hurt anyone else.
"AHH!!!" The robber screamed in pain while his friend was stunned in disbelief.
Rafael dealt heavy jabs to the face and chest. Within a few quick and deadly blows, the man was thrashing about in pain. Rafael deliberately reduces his strength so that the robber doesn't die. The burly man's body fell quickly, making his comrade take out a penknife as a form of self-defense.
"Just give up!" said Rafael.
"FUCK!! Who the hell are you?" he asked loudly, but there was a hint of fear, the knife still pointed at Rafael.
"Three seconds to give up and leave. Or three seconds to be like him. Which one do you choose?" Rafael gave a choice.
"HIYA!!!" The second man chose to attack Rafael blindly. Pointing his knife straight ahead, he seemed to want to stab Rafael with all his might. Fear can change humans, justify any means to survive. If he ran away, the police would arrest him because his friend was caught. But if he manages to injure Rafael, he can take his friend away and be free from the police.
"One." Rafael lowered his head, avoiding the man's stab.
"Two." Rafael slashed his palm on the right side of the robber's neck. Causing the burly man to bow down and the knife fall.
"Three!" Rafael caught the knife and stuck it right next to the robber's neck.
The man's eyes widened in fear, three seconds and he almost lost his life. If Rafael had accidentally slipped it, the knife would have pierced his neck, ripping his throat.
"AHH!!!" he cried in pain as Rafael stepped on the man's hand.
"So that you can't hurt anyone with your hands again." Rafael stepped on him harder.
"HYAAAA!!!!" The sound of cracking bones and screams of pain sounded loud.
Rafael took a knife and handgun and gave them to the cashier. Then handed him money to pay for the beer and peanuts.
"Take the change. Don't forget to call the police," said Rafael.
"W—well, sir. Thank you, thank you!!" The cashier kept bowing to Rafael. Express gratitude for the help just now.
From a distance, two men watched Rafael. Report to his superiors. They also left when Rafael came out of the door of the store.
Rafael rushed to leave the store and return to his inn. He spent a long night in the cradle of alcohol while contemplating Jasmine's words. Suddenly Rafael's heart was furious; for some reason, the image of Jasmine's sad face appeared in his mind.
"Should I stop the pill?" Raphael sighed.
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