Afrikaans | The Price of Sugar, the Cost of Love
Die prys van suiker, die koste van liefde – B1
Hoofstuk 4: Hemmo se verskriklike ongeluk
Antti sit in sy stoel en vryf oor sy kop terwyl hy dink oor wat om volgende te doen. Met Aimo en Eino weg, was dit tyd om op Hemmo te fokus. Sy plan moes perfek wees, en hy het die regte persoon geken om hom te help. Hy het sy foon opgetel en 'n nommer geskakel.
"Hallo, is jy die hacker waarvan ek al gehoor het?" vra Antti, sy stem koel en emosieloos.
"Ja, wie vra?" antwoord die stem aan die ander kant versigtig.
"Nie nodig vir name nie," het Antti gesê, "ek het 'n werk vir jou. 'n Baie spesifieke werk."
"Goed," het die kuberkraker geantwoord, "wat het jy nodig?"
Antti het sy plan verduidelik en die kuberkraker gesê om by Hemmo se motor se beheerstelsels in te breek. Hy wou hê die motor moes van die pad ry op 'n sekere plek, waar daar 'n skuur vol ou glasbottels was wat mieresuur bevat het. Die kuberkraker het ingestem, en hulle het aan die plan begin werk.
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'n Paar dae later het Hemmo na 'n sakevergadering gery, sonder om te weet wat gaan gebeur. Hy voel hoe sy foon vibreer en kyk na die skerm. Dit was 'n teks van Liisa.
“Sien daarna uit om jou vanaand te sien, mooi xx,” het dit gelui.
Hemmo glimlag en sy hart klop vinniger. Hy sit die foon terug in die bekerhouer en konsentreer op die pad.
Skielik het die motor van koers gegaan, vinniger en reguit na die skuur op pad. Hemmo het probeer om die motor te beheer, maar dit het gelyk of dit sy eie ding doen.
"Wat gaan aan?" het Hemmo geskree en bang geword.
Die motor het in die skuur se houtdeure vasgery, en die glasbottels het gebreek. Miersuurdampe het die lug gevul toe Hemmo se motor skielik stilhou.
Hemmo het gehoes en gesukkel om asem te haal, en probeer uit die kar klim. Maar sy veiligheidsgordel was vas, en hy kon nie losbreek nie.
"Help! Iemand, help!" roep hy uit, maar sy stem was te stil in die chaos.
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Antti het later die dag 'n telefoonoproep gekry en hom van Hemmo se ongeluk vertel. Hy het gemaak of hy geskok en bekommerd was, maar van binne was hy tevrede. Sy plan het perfek gewerk, en Hemmo se lewe sou nooit dieselfde wees nie.
Die aand het Antti vir hom 'n glas duur whisky geskink en sy sukses gevier. Hy neem 'n sluk, geniet die smaak, en sit toe die glas op die tafel. Hy kyk na 'n foto van Liisa, haar skoonheid wat uit die raam skyn.
“Julle is volgende, Toivo en Viljo,” sê hy stil, sy oë vol vasberadenheid.
Chapter 4: Hemmo's Terrible Accident
Antti sat in his chair, rubbing his head as he thought about what to do next. With Aimo and Eino gone, it was time to focus on Hemmo. His plan had to be perfect, and he knew the right person to help him. He picked up his phone and dialled a number.
"Hello, are you the hacker I've heard about?" Antti asked, his voice cool and emotionless.
"Yes, who's asking?" the voice on the other end replied carefully.
"No need for names," Antti said, "I have a job for you. A very specific job."
"Alright," the hacker replied, "what do you need?"
Antti explained his plan, telling the hacker to break into Hemmo's car's control systems. He wanted the car to drive off the road at a certain place, where there was a barn full of old glass bottles containing formic acid. The hacker agreed, and they started working on the plan.
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A few days later, Hemmo was driving to a business meeting, not knowing what was going to happen. He felt his phone vibrate and looked at the screen. It was a text from Liisa.
"Looking forward to seeing you tonight, handsome xx," it read.
Hemmo smiled and his heart beat faster. He put the phone back in the cup holder and concentrated on the road.
Suddenly, the car went off course, speeding up and heading straight for the barn. Hemmo tried to control the car, but it seemed to be doing its own thing.
"What's going on?" Hemmo shouted, getting scared.
The car crashed into the barn's wooden doors, and the glass bottles broke. Formic acid fumes filled the air as Hemmo's car stopped suddenly.
Coughing and struggling to breathe, Hemmo tried to get out of the car. But his seatbelt was stuck, and he couldn't break free.
"Help! Someone, help!" he called out, but his voice was too quiet in the chaos.
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Antti got a phone call later that day, telling him about Hemmo's accident. He pretended to be shocked and worried, but inside, he was pleased. His plan had worked perfectly, and Hemmo's life would never be the same.
That evening, Antti poured himself a glass of expensive whisky and celebrated his success. He took a sip, enjoying the taste, and then put the glass on the table. He looked at a photo of Liisa, her beauty shining from the frame.
"You're next, Toivo and Viljo," he said quietly, his eyes full of determination.