The Pride Game

Chapter 13

Samuel was surprised. He remembers when he was beaten badly by Frans, then Jonathan helped him. Incidents like this are not uncommon. He immediately ran halfway between Jonathan and Gerry. "Stop!" Samuel panted. "We shouldn't have to fight like this," shouted Samuel. Unfortunately, Gerry didn't want to hear, he moved his fist and threw it at Samuel's face, but he quickly dodged. So Gerry just hit the wind. The nerves in his temples were visible as he said, "Don't interfere!"

While downstairs, Jonathan was still groaning in pain. The blow hit his internal organs. Jonathan is like a wild boar being chased and beaten to death.

"Stop!" cried the guard, immediately coming towards Gerry and Samuel.

Gerry still looked dissatisfied. He wanted to kick Jonathan to death. Around them, the other participants were terrified, and they saw Jonathan's blood on the floor. And they don't even want to put food in their mouths anymore.

Gerry's breath hitched, and his fists began to loosen.

"Don't try to get close to me; once again, you approach me, your situation will be even worse than it is now."

Samuel gulped. He glanced at Jonathan, who was in pain. His face scrunched up, and he seemed to be catching his breath.

A long whistle sounded a few minutes later, and everyone prepared to rush into the hall.

Jonathan's condition was not good; Samuel carried him.

"Because there is an injured participant, the match is postponed until tomorrow morning."

No one protested; Jonathan's injuries were terrible. Samuel carried him up to their room.

Jonathan groaned in pain, but they had no medicine; he groaned, Samuel went outside to look for treatment, but he didn't get it at all; he looked at the coconut tree that was above him—trying to take the coconut tree.

"Hey, you can't steal what's not yours here!" exclaimed one participant. Hearing that, Samuel gave up. He went back into the room.

In the night. When he had fed Jonathan dinner, Jonathan's body had a slight fever, and just at that moment, there was a knock on the door, and Samuel immediately opened it.

A guard with his face covered came to Samuel's room.

"What's this?" asked Samuel; he saw the medicine in the guard's hand. However, there was no answer, and the guard just stretched out his hand to give the treatment to Samuel, then he turned around and left.

Samuel came in with medicine in hand. He held Jonathan's forehead and sensed that Jonathan still had a fever.

"You have to take this medicine first," said Samuel. Jonathan glanced at him weakly. Samuel lifted Jonathan's back carefully, and he put the medicine in Jonathan's mouth and gave him some water.

"You'll get better soon," said Samuel. Jonathan closed his eyes, and he was about to rest.

But moments later, Jonathan's body immediately convulsed.

"Jonathan! Jonathan! Jonathan!" shouted Samuel in fright. Jonathan's whole body was sweating, and his whole body was shaking violently.

Samuel panicked, but he had to accompany Jonathan as long as he was like this.

"What happened!" growled Samuel, his mind full, and he still saw Jonathan shaking so violently.

The medicine…, Samuel glanced at the treatment the officer had just given him, and Samuel just realized that someone wanted Jonathan dead.

"Hold on!" said Samuel. "Those bastards want your death, but I won't let you die!"

He was about to go after the officer and asked him to give him the correct medicine. Not long after that, Jonathan had stopped his seizures, and Samuel had to find the proper medication from the officers.

Abdul, he thought. Someone has to look after Jonathan. "I will call Abdul," said Samuel; he immediately ran to Abdul's room. It was freezing that night, but he ignored it and ran as fast as he could.

"Abdul, please open the door!" cried Samuel frantically.

"What is it?" The man answered from inside, there were hurried footsteps, only a few minutes later, Abdul opened the door.

Samuel's face was filled with tension. He pointed to his room and said, "Someone has intended to harm Jonathan, that person gave medicine, and when I gave it to Jonathan, his body was convulsing. Can you help him to look after him for a while? I want to catch the officer who came with the medicine." Abdul nodded his head. His voice choked as he said, "Fi-fine." Just as he was about to close the door, the man behind him shouted, "Hey, why are you guys so noisy! Can't you disturb people who want to rest!"

Abdul looked at her roommate and said sharply, "Shut your mouth! If you're still talking, I'll kill you!"

The man who was already on the bed immediately replied, "All this because of your friend's actions, I have to postpone the golden house that will be mine!" the exclamation ends with the words, "You bastard!"

Abdul just glanced at his friend and was about to run and strangle the man, but Samuel immediately stopped him and said to him, "Don't mind it. Jonathan's life is more important right now. Come with me, and please take care of Jonathan for a while."

When they were outside the door of Abdul's room, the two of them saw a man enter Samuel's room.

"Samuel, what is that person doing in your room?"

The man looked left and right as if he was examining his surroundings.

"Jerk!" Samuel immediately ran fast to his room.

It is right what he thought, someone wanted to finish Jonathan.

"Hey, you! Stop!" The person about to enter Jonathan's room heard Samuel's scream, and he immediately turned to him. He was surprised that his actions had been discovered. With quick steps, the man immediately turned around and fled.

They had reached Jonathan's room, Abdul was panting. His shoulders went up and down. "That man over there!" said Abdul in a loud voice. The man could still be seen from where they were crouching, catching their breath. "You take care of Jonathan! If you need to, just lock the door!"

Abdul nodded, said, "Okay. Be careful. I will take care Jonathan," and Samuel immediately chased after the man. "Stop!" he said, but the man in front of him kept running. Lighting is not evenly distributed in that place. The only light came from the room lamp, so Samuel had trouble recognizing the man who was running away from where he was now. It has been far from his room.

Bruck!

Samuel bumps into someone. "Aaaah!" He fell head over heels on top of the person he hit.

"Ahhh!" groaned the man Samuel had hit. Samuel's body was on his back. Quickly, Samuel immediately got up from that position, and he had lost his prey, man.

The man's body was facing the ground; he almost entirely ate the environment; the surroundings were completely dark so that they couldn't see each other. The two were already standing and facing each other with a swift movement.

In the darkness of the night, Samuel could tell that the man was wearing a face covering. He is one of the officers.

"What are you doing here!" snapped the officer.

Samuel was annoyed that he missed the person who had just entered his house. "Someone came into my room, and I was chasing him earlier." It's fruitless searching in the dark like this; that person must have gone far, thought Samuel.

What Samuel said was true, but the officer didn't believe it. His voice was so sharp. As he groaned, "Don't talk nonsense! Go to sleep; if I see you wandering around once more, then I will shoot you in the head!"

Samuel's hands were clenched into fists, and he was so annoyed that he couldn't figure out who the person who had entered his room was.

He turned back towards the room and walked away, annoyed. In his head, he wished Jonathan a speedy recovery, and no one knew that the officer was grinning at Samuel at this moment.

The door opened, and he saw Abdul sitting on the edge of his bed and immediately stood up when Samuel came into the room. His face was quite relieved when he found out that it was Samuel.

"He is asleep? Is he okay?" asked Samuel, immediately approaching Jonathan.

Abdul nodded. "When I came, he was already asleep but a little restless. However, now he is not restless." They looked to Jonathan. He was like a sleeping baby. "He doesn't have a fever, and he's been sweating a lot."

Samuel sighed. He felt so tired. "That guy ran away, and I lost my clue. While I was chasing him, I bumped into someone, and I've lost my way," Samuel explained, and he sat on the edge of his bed.

Abdul said to him, "Are you sure before that the man who was about to sneak into your room had gone far enough?" Samuel looked deep in thought, and then he laughed. "Damn it! You are right! I've been fooled! The officer I met earlier was the man who sneaked into my room! Hahaha! How could I be fooled like this! The situation on this island makes me unable to think straight."

Abdul nodded, confirming. "That's right, fear makes us unable to think properly. You better rest now."

Samuel's whole body felt tired. He needed rest right now.

"We have to be careful with the former detectives who are here. They all have the same desire as us; they want that big gold house. They are intelligent people, anything they will do, as long as they get their way."

What Abdul said is true. They are here for all kinds of reasons, and they are careful.

"That's right," Samuel slammed his body and feet onto the bed, and said loudly, "Damn it!"

***

The next day, When they were all led to gather in the room, several people looked at Jonathan with irritated faces.

"If it weren't for him, we wouldn't have had to delay a day here! Doesn't he know that we want to get out of this place!" cried another openly as Jonathan, Samuel, and the other three walked past Gerry and some of the people around him.

Gerry smiled mockingly. "He's a former detective who turned out to be sick. I should have beaten him from the start. It is so disgusting to see his behavior that feels like a big boss."

Samuel grabbed Jonathan's shoulder and tried to make Jonathan not be provoked by Gerry's words, but Gerry's words made his forehead frown.

Why is Gerry talking about illness? Was Gerry talking about Jonathan having a seizure last night? asked Samuel to himself.

However, not making trouble this morning was a good thing, so Samuel kept this information in his mind.

They entered the gilded mansion again, and the guards led them into the dining room. Same as yesterday, only this time Jonathan sat at the same table with Samuel and his three other friends. No one commented at all during their breakfast.

After they finished their breakfast, they glanced at each other.

Announcements from the guards came back, "You have fifteen minutes left, after which the second game begins."

Abdul glanced at his other friends. He felt his chest pounding hard. "What will they give us this time?" he asked. In the next fifteen minutes, they will start this game.

"No clue," said Samuel weakly. He ignored his surroundings; what happened yesterday was someone trying to kill Jonathan.

"The medicine someone gave yesterday was not from the guard," said Abdul, and everyone on the table glanced at him.

Alena had not heard of this matter, and she frowned and asked, "What are you talking about?"

The old man put his body forward, and he also did not understand the same as Alena.

"Someone tried to kill Jonathan," said Samuel, which immediately surprised the Old Man and Alena.

"What?" The Old Man held his heart. This information scared him.

"What?" Alena was as surprised as the Old Man. "Who did that?"

When they were about to discuss it further, suddenly Long's whistle sounded throughout the field. Everyone stood up and immediately headed for the area. The location of the domain is only a hundred meters away from the luxurious house.