Brutal Man And Honest Girl

Chapter 17 - Helping a Girl

Harsya who woke up last night due to a nightmare, this morning he ordered his men to monitor Anaya for 1 week.

Harsya who has not gone to the company for a long time, today she returned to work.

The employees greeted him with respect.

Harsya entered his study which he had not occupied for a month. Nothing has changed, there are 2 figurines on the desk. One photo consists of his parents, himself and his sister and a photo of his girlfriend, Andin.

Harsya looked at the photo of her dead lover, "If you were still around, maybe I wouldn't be this weak and stupid. I married a girl who didn't know her at all and now I've divorced her. However, I feel if she's exactly you."

"Andin, are you mad at me for marrying her?"

While in the city but at the same time, Anaya opened the door and came out of her small house. He was getting ready to shop for his food needs while looking for a job.

Anaya walked over and asked the locals, "Sorry, Mom. Where's the market, huh?"

"You're a new citizen, huh?"

"Yes, Mom."

"The market is not too far from here, if the road takes fifteen minutes but can take ojek or public transport."

Anaya nodded in understanding, "Then, thank you very much, ma'am."

"Yes, you're welcome."

Anaya continued her footsteps, riding the ojek towards the market.

When Anaya paid the price of the motorcycle and went down, he noticed the market he was going to visit.

Anaya entered the market and started shopping. He bought ingredients such as chili, onion, garlic, tomatoes, chicken meat, fish and some types of vegetables.

After shopping, he walked to his house with a plastic bag. He did it on purpose, as well as watching the streets and greeting the neighbors.

In the middle of his journey, a motorbike boarded by 2 men surrounded him, both of them laughed softly.

"Hi, beautiful alone!" goda is one of them.

Anaya was silent, she took one step back. "Go and don't bother me!"

"Wow, he's rejecting us!" say the other one.

Harsya's men watching Anaya quickly called her boss, "Master, Miss is bullied by two men."

"Remove them!" harsya's orders from a distance.

"Good, Sir." Hangup phone.

The men Harsya sent amounted to 2 people using cars.

Slowly the red four-wheeled vehicle approached Anaya and the two nosy men. So close, the car sounded a loud horn over and over again.

Anaya and the 2 young men gasped in shock.

One of the men in the car poked his head out of the window, "Hi, can you not get in the way?"

"The road is still wide, sir. You can pass!" answer one of the young men.

"I'm going through here, you son of a bitch!" shouted one of Harsya's men who asked.

The car stopped, 2 men got off.

"They want to find us!" said one nosy young man.

They shut off the engine and both went down.

"Let's face me!" taking a few steps back, the two young men approached him.

One of Harsya's other men approached the frightened Anaya. "Miss, get the hell out of here!"

Anaya nodded, and ran away from the two young men.

With a breath, he opened the door. His hands seemed to tremble, he immediately entered and closed and locked them.

Anaya put her shopping in any direction, she remembered the words Harsya if outside your life would be more dangerous.

"There's no way I should go back to him, he doesn't love me. There I'll be just an outlet for his anger" he murmured.

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In the afternoon, a bored Anaya returns outside to greet her left-right neighbors.

She threw a smile at the mothers standing in a house holding her children.

The mothers replied with short smiles.

Anaya approaches, "I'm a new resident here, greetings!"

"Yes, Mba." Answer one of the mothers.

"If I may know, is there a job vacancy around here?".

"Mba isn't a worker?"

"I just wanted to find a job."

"When the house that Mba occupies the rental price is quite expensive and usually contracts office workers with high salaries," explained another mother.

"It just so happens that this house pays for the rent of an ex-husband" Anaya replied honestly.

"Oh, so Mba's the widow?"

"Yes." Yeah."

"His ex-husband must have been a rich man who could afford to rent the house. Why get divorced?"

"I'm sorry I can't tell you," Anaya replied with a faint smile.

"No, we can split up because there are some differences and she has never been married before."

"Oh, thank goodness. We are so doubtful and afraid of Mba."

"If you want to find a job, Mba try to go to the end of the road there next to the minimarket there is a small restaurant like they need employees," said the young mother with glasses.

"Alright, Mom. Thanks for the information, then I'll go there, yeah." Just cut it off and then it passed.

Anaya is on foot, looking for a night job yet to come. He spread his gaze looking for the small restaurant that the mothers were referring to.

Eventually he finds the restaurant he is looking for, after wondering but he is rejected on the grounds that Anaya's body is full of cuts and bruises.

With gontai steps, Anaya again walked to his house. She had to save money to give her ex-husband enough until he got a job.

Anaya who was about to cross saw a 17-year-old girl crying with her knees hugged and her face bent.

Anaya approached him, "What's wrong with you?" tanyanya gently.

The girl looked up at Anaya.

"Do you need help?" ask Anaya again.

"My phone and wallet are gone, I can't go home."

"Who were you here with?" Anaya sat next to the girl.

"I was with my friends and I just missed them" he explained.

"I have money but not much, hopefully can help you to go home," Anaya took out from her skirt pocket 4 pieces of blue. "Is this enough for the cost to go home?" ask again.

"I'm afraid to go home alone, brother."

"How, huh?"

"Can Brother deliver me?"

"Where is your house?"

The girl mentioned a street and a house number.

Anaya felt familiar hearing the name of the road.

"Sister, I'm not used to taking public transport."

"All right, I'll drive you."

"Thank you, Brother."

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Anaya and the girl got off public transport.

"Why are we down here, brother?"

"Son can only get you here." Anaya is afraid if Harsya or the bodyguards see her.

"Your house isn't far from here, is it?"

"Yes, Brother."

"You can walk, right?"

"I'm scared, Brother."

Anaya scratched her head, trying to figure out a way not to get caught.

"Sister!"

Anaya saw the cloth merchant right in front of her he stood up. "You wait here!"

Anaya crossed over to buy a red scarf and a flower-patterned negligee. He immediately put it on and approached the girl who had been waiting for him.

"So why are you dressed like this?"

"Don't ask too many questions, let me drop you off!"

The girl also obeyed Anaya.

They ride the ojek to the house of the girl he helped.

Ojek Anaya stopped 100 meters from the girl's house.

After seeing the girl go down, Anaya quickly asked the taxi driver to turn around.

Ojek who delivered the girl followed the motorbike that Anaya boarded.

After paying the fare to the two motorcycle taxi drivers, Anaya rushed to stop the transport to his house.

The girl entered his house, a middle-aged woman approached him, "Where have you been?"

"My bag is gone and I'm missing my friends, ma'am."

"Why didn't they tell Mom?"

"I don't know either, Mom. Maybe they were afraid to tell him and I'd be mad at you."

"So who did you drive home to?"

"I don't know, Mom. The woman won't tell me her name."

"Is he still around here?"

"He left immediately, I haven't thanked him yet."

Elsewhere, when he got home. Anaya held her chest, "May not be found out."