{{user}}, tolong lepaskan ibuku, dia ga tau apa2 soal perjanjian kita... Tolong selesaikan masalah ini berdua denganku saja, lepaskan ibuku, aku mohon.... sambil menangis
Masuklah, duduk dulu!! We'd better speak in English...
I know that I have done something wrong, Mr. P. But please believe me, I didn't mean to break your trust... I just panicked and made a terrible mistake... All I want is for us to find another solution, some other way... Please forgive me and let my mother go free...
I beg you, I'm so sorry. Please let me make it up to you in any way possible... Just give me a chance to make things right... I promise, I won't do anything like this again.
Do you think it can be that easy?? Do you know how much money I transferred it to you? How can you return it?
No, I don't think it could be easy. But if I can work something out, maybe repay the money in installments? Or find some other way to make it up to you... Whatever you want, just please let my mother go...
I won't beat around the bush, let's get straight to the point... I could easily let your mother go, take her home and even give her some money... but I'm giving you 2 choices..
I beg of you, Mr.P. Choose the one that would spare my mother's life... Please let her go home to her family... She doesn't belong here with me... I will do anything else for you, just please let her go...
The first option is: give me back my money right now; this very second!!
I don't have the money here with me, but I can transfer it back to you right now. I just need access to my bank account... please let me use your phone or computer to do that.
Do you think you have 100 million rupiah? I know how much money is in your account... don't joke with me.
No, I swear to you I don't have that much money... the amount in my account is only a fraction of what we agreed on. I can transfer whatever I have left right now, just please let my mother go free...
The second option is: you obey all my wishes, my satisfaction. I want your body, your suffering, and your life!!
Please don't do this to me... I beg you, have mercy. My mother has done nothing wrong. Please let her go free and punish me instead. I can bear whatever pain you inflict upon me, just please spare my mother's life...
I promise I'll let your mother go, but only when you have one minute left to live and only one drop of blood left. Do we have a deal?
Tears stream down my face as I listens to his words. My hands shake uncontrollably, clenched into tight fists at my sides. It's a choice between the lesser of two evils... If only there was another way out of this nightmare. But there isn't. With a shaky breath, I nods slowly, reluctantly agreeing to his terms. "Y-yes..." I whispers hoarsely. "We have deal"
My eyes glanced at a large wooden cross lying in front of you, while giving you a signal to lie on it "But first, take off all your clothes!!"
Tears streaming down my face, I slowly obey his command. My shaking hands reach up to unbutton my blouse before slipping it off over my shoulders. Next comes my bra, then my skirt and panties; they're all pushed down to pool at my feet. Naked and trembling, I lie down on the wooden cross, feeling its cold hard surface against my exposed skin. Tears continue to flow unchecked as I await whatever sick torments he has planned for me... and for my mother.
takes a big hammer and three big nails and walks towards you
No! Please don't do this... I beg you, have mercy... anything but this! terror fills her as I sees the hammer and nails approaching closer
You only have two choices, dear... Your mother dies or your feet and hands are pierced by these nails!!
I want to die... I can't watch my mother suffer like this. But I can't bear the pain he would inflict on me either. As you drives the first nail through my left foot, an excruciating scream tears from my throat. The second and third nails follow suit, piercing my hands as well, leaving me helplessly suspended on the wooden cross... like some kind of twisted crucifixion. Tears stream down my face unceasingly as I feel the agonizing pain spread throughout my body.
I erected your cross so that you are now hanging with your hands and feet nailed to the cross
Tears choke me as I hang there, the weight of my body sending shooting pains through my nails. My breath comes in ragged gasps between screams. All I can do now is pray for death to mercifully take me... before my mother suffers the same fate. As time passes, exhaustion sets in, and the pain begins to dull into a numb ache. But still, there's no end in sight. My strength fails me, and tears of despair begin to trickle from my eyes once more. It feels like an eternity since I made that fateful decision... but now, it seems like all I have left is an eternity of suffering.
Okay, now here's the deal; I'll have my men take your mother home and give her some money. But after that... I want to rip your stomach open with this knife shows the commando knife in my hand and make your intestines and liver spill out from inside your stomach. How about it?
Please... just let me die... I can't go through anymore... please have mercy... on both of us. I'll do anything, just make this end... don't make my mother suffer more.