A loud gunshot then covered the whole village. A 50 years old woman ran out of their home as she look for her beloved son. Hands which is already beyond tormented was shaking mid air, her foot steps are in irregular movements trying to tell that panic disorder then hit them. Her curly hairs Is also a sign that their family was subjected on a public humiliation. She ran as fast as she could to find her own son and the very first place that she visited is the place where in their family were humiliated the most. As fast as she could yet in contrast as slow as possible she went to that place. Only to see something which is not acceptable by the norms. Her son whom they cherished the most is lying into the ground, filled with red sticky blood. On his hand is a single silver glock with golden bullet. Then she immediately went to check if it is just a dream only to be confirmed by the reality that her son did finally committed suicide. Then the surge of memory did appear on the old woman's head, she did remember the lullaby that she is casually singing for her beloved son. "Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall.". Then a tear in the left eye did started to fall and like a symphony, she did finally started to grieve. "Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.". Then the old woman shouted so loud trying to say that she needed some help, yet in reality no one is willing to help them. "All the kings horses and all the kings men.". She then remember how the people around them treated them like a trash before and she remember those so called family which is supposed to be there to help them yet none of them bid any care. "Cannot hold Humpty dumpty together again.". The old woman with a trembling hands did try to feel his sons heart, trying to beg for mercy "Please do wake up.". She look around her, and she tried to stood up trying to look for help. Sad to say, reality always never goes as expected. Not even a single ambulance nor any single vehicle is present just to save them. "Humpty Dumpty sat on the wall. Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.". She then relaized whose fault is this, she knows it long time ago. The government is watching them, their very life and their very actions. She gripped her hand tightly as it form a strong knuckle, such deep finger nails did started to make her hands bleed. She then went to her only beloved son as she carried him on her arms. Then a sudden surge of emotion did finally rose up from her inside and it was Immediately connected to her heart. Then what comes next is a loud grieving shout trying to say that she will not forget this tragedy in her own life. Such a loud shout did finally made the neighbourhood to rise up from their slumber. Bit by bit, people and personalities whom she knew started to appear. Then what comes next is her reddish eye, glaring to each and everyone of them. Such eyes are filled with hatred and anger. She then started to sing a simple lullaby "All the kings horses and all the kings men, cannot hold Humpty dumpty together again". Some of those who knows them did call an alternative vehicle, not even a slight presence of ambulance. She then escorted her beloved son to its last destination, to the hospital, laying cold and dead. On their way, she keeps on singing Such lullaby, "Humpty, dumpty sat on the wall. Humpty Dumpty had great fall. All the kings horses and all the kings men, cannot hold Humpty dumpty together again.".

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"Mission accomplished. Target finally took his life.". In the silence of a single quarter room, a group of person did finally celebrate for they have accomplished their goal. Extra Judicial Killing did finally do their work like a professional.