Granddaughter In-Law Pt.01
Something is pricking at the back of my neck. Hmmm... I wonder if something is wrong. Since I can remember my instinct always kick in gear if something not right occurred, it helped me much in my line of work.
"Arghh!!!!"
What is that? I'm sure someone is in pain. As much as a basement carpark is noticeable for any sound, it's kind of hard to pin point the source as its echoed through the floor.
"Ahhh!!!"
Left! As I'm near the voice, I can see two men in black - no pun intended - is threatening a late 50s guy, and I think they had taken pleasure in using they fist too - what a coward way, to use strength at the weak.
Using a surprise element as an advantage, I'm creeping between cars parked and used my momentum to slide on the car bonnet to send a kick at one of the men back - they got my sympathy, I'm wearing my on the job killer heels - and a freebies flying kick at the man jaw. Without wasting any opportunity I choose the tougher guy to face with and manage to get him in a chokehold position and continued with strangling attacks for him to be unconscious. That will give me a moment before he wake up! As the guy that get my flying kick started to rise, I prepared myself with a counter attack stance to throw him down! When he charged toward me in rage I grab his hand and turn to my back to lift him at my back and pulling him over my shoulder that will make him unbalance and easily throwing him on the ground.
"Are you alright?" he leaned at the car as I'm helping him stand up. Hmmm... He doesn't look well though, it look like his eye going to bulged from their sockets - err.... it's understandable - while looking at me.
"Excuse me, sir?"
"Oh! Yes, yes, I'm fine, thank you for your help, didn't know what would happen...."
"It's fine, can I help you? Do you want me to call someone? Or you want me to send you somewhere? Home perhaps?" I inquired, he look like needed to be attended, "Oh! I better send you to the clinic first."
"Thank you, I'm going to take your offer..." he started to sway as he try to stand properly that make me leap to help him.
"Oh man! I need a car, wait im gonna call a taxi..."
"Here used my car..." I grab the key from his hand and punch the lock button to see that two cars ahead a Mercedes's light blinking.
"I'm sorry but we need to hurry before they are up and energized..." and I practically pulled the poor man toward the elegant Mercs.
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"Here sit down while I call up the doctor, can I call anyone for you?"
"You can call my grandson, here his number..."
"Okay, sit, don't go anywhere..." I told him while I'm dialing the number and filing the information for patient form. It look like he is not too seriously injured or somebody will get seriously injured for making me fill the form. Hmmm....name, age, yada...yada...yada....how should I know, stupid form....
"Hell?"
What? Hello? What kind of question is that?
"Hello? Who is this?" Ops! I'd forgotten the phone call.
"Oh! Hello! Hi!," now I'm flustered.
"Yes?"
"Sorry, is this, uhh...well your grandfather give me this number, can you come to attend him, we are at the Dr. Mahmood & Asc Clinic..."
"Granpa?! Why is he at the clinic, who are you? What happened?" duh! Which one you want me to answer first dude.
"Look, I'll explain later, just come here and attend him, I'll sent the address," huh! What a day! I bring the form and myself toward the chair that occupied by the uncle - well I need to fill the form right, no one going to give me the answer sheet - and start the interrogation.
"Well, it's not a normal meeting, but still, I'm Hidayah Binti Mazlan, but people call me Yaya," I introduce myself and smiling fondly at the man. He got a nice face, that make people comfortable to be around, and he smile back at me amused with my intro.
"I am Iskandar Bin Harris," he chuckled in amusement seeing I'm writing his name in the form, "but you can call me Granpa, and I'm 68 years old...." he keep on giving the information necessary for the form and I'm dutifully write it in the form.
"68?!! But...but...you looked like an uncle to me..."
"I am flattered by that girl, we'll assumed I'm a young granpa then," he laugh and replied my exclaimation jokingly. I joined his laugh and feel that he is like a young Granpa.
"Sure, Granpa."
"GRANPA!!"
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ahhh.....to be continued later on, just as Yaya and Granpa Is getting to know each other the unnamed grandson come tp halted the conversation. How will the grandson and the sudden granddaughter get along? Who is Yaya by the way, with her helpful instinct and self-defense skill? Who is Grandpa Is and why is he being threatened? Who is this grandson that arrived to the rescue (even quite late)?
"Arghh!!!!"
What is that? I'm sure someone is in pain. As much as a basement carpark is noticeable for any sound, it's kind of hard to pin point the source as its echoed through the floor.
"Ahhh!!!"
Left! As I'm near the voice, I can see two men in black - no pun intended - is threatening a late 50s guy, and I think they had taken pleasure in using they fist too - what a coward way, to use strength at the weak.
Using a surprise element as an advantage, I'm creeping between cars parked and used my momentum to slide on the car bonnet to send a kick at one of the men back - they got my sympathy, I'm wearing my on the job killer heels - and a freebies flying kick at the man jaw. Without wasting any opportunity I choose the tougher guy to face with and manage to get him in a chokehold position and continued with strangling attacks for him to be unconscious. That will give me a moment before he wake up! As the guy that get my flying kick started to rise, I prepared myself with a counter attack stance to throw him down! When he charged toward me in rage I grab his hand and turn to my back to lift him at my back and pulling him over my shoulder that will make him unbalance and easily throwing him on the ground.
"Are you alright?" he leaned at the car as I'm helping him stand up. Hmmm... He doesn't look well though, it look like his eye going to bulged from their sockets - err.... it's understandable - while looking at me.
"Excuse me, sir?"
"Oh! Yes, yes, I'm fine, thank you for your help, didn't know what would happen...."
"It's fine, can I help you? Do you want me to call someone? Or you want me to send you somewhere? Home perhaps?" I inquired, he look like needed to be attended, "Oh! I better send you to the clinic first."
"Thank you, I'm going to take your offer..." he started to sway as he try to stand properly that make me leap to help him.
"Oh man! I need a car, wait im gonna call a taxi..."
"Here used my car..." I grab the key from his hand and punch the lock button to see that two cars ahead a Mercedes's light blinking.
"I'm sorry but we need to hurry before they are up and energized..." and I practically pulled the poor man toward the elegant Mercs.
*********************************************************************************
"Here sit down while I call up the doctor, can I call anyone for you?"
"You can call my grandson, here his number..."
"Okay, sit, don't go anywhere..." I told him while I'm dialing the number and filing the information for patient form. It look like he is not too seriously injured or somebody will get seriously injured for making me fill the form. Hmmm....name, age, yada...yada...yada....how should I know, stupid form....
"Hell?"
What? Hello? What kind of question is that?
"Hello? Who is this?" Ops! I'd forgotten the phone call.
"Oh! Hello! Hi!," now I'm flustered.
"Yes?"
"Sorry, is this, uhh...well your grandfather give me this number, can you come to attend him, we are at the Dr. Mahmood & Asc Clinic..."
"Granpa?! Why is he at the clinic, who are you? What happened?" duh! Which one you want me to answer first dude.
"Look, I'll explain later, just come here and attend him, I'll sent the address," huh! What a day! I bring the form and myself toward the chair that occupied by the uncle - well I need to fill the form right, no one going to give me the answer sheet - and start the interrogation.
"Well, it's not a normal meeting, but still, I'm Hidayah Binti Mazlan, but people call me Yaya," I introduce myself and smiling fondly at the man. He got a nice face, that make people comfortable to be around, and he smile back at me amused with my intro.
"I am Iskandar Bin Harris," he chuckled in amusement seeing I'm writing his name in the form, "but you can call me Granpa, and I'm 68 years old...." he keep on giving the information necessary for the form and I'm dutifully write it in the form.
"68?!! But...but...you looked like an uncle to me..."
"I am flattered by that girl, we'll assumed I'm a young granpa then," he laugh and replied my exclaimation jokingly. I joined his laugh and feel that he is like a young Granpa.
"Sure, Granpa."
"GRANPA!!"
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ahhh.....to be continued later on, just as Yaya and Granpa Is getting to know each other the unnamed grandson come tp halted the conversation. How will the grandson and the sudden granddaughter get along? Who is Yaya by the way, with her helpful instinct and self-defense skill? Who is Grandpa Is and why is he being threatened? Who is this grandson that arrived to the rescue (even quite late)?
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