
Gredek Gredek.
Nguiii...
Strange sounds and humming in the ears of the Goddess seemed to make him budek. He just woke up from his sleep from when.His body felt floating in the air. The dark atmosphere only had small lights like stars and was unable to provide illumination.
Oh my God. Where am I? Am I dead now? Ask in the heart.
The goddess recalled the incident when she was surrounded by five men at once, asked to serve. He immediately regained consciousness and felt the lower part of the organ but felt nothing. That means he's safe from the delinquents. He immediately gave thanks.
The goddess gasped at her chest, as she remembered her clothes earlier in the torn villain. But now he was wearing a shirt and thick clothes. The fragrance of the luxurious parvum entered his nasal cavity. Not far from the parvum of the company officials where he worked the other day.
He again thought, who has lent this shirt and jacket to him. What's more these two oversized clothes are already attached to his body.
The goddess scooped her face, whoever saved her from the village thugs must have seen her whole body without clothes.
"Astagfirulah..." Dewi nibbled her temple felt dizzy.
The goddess moved to correct her sitting position, but felt something wrapped around her stomach. "Am I in the criminals hostage? If yes, but why aren't my hands tied?" Goddess talk komat kamit.
"Your hands are tied?" The baritone voice near the ears of the Goddess shocked her. The goddess seemed familiar hearing the man's voice. The voice of the Word is clearly not, because the voice of this man is heavier.
"Who are you! Where's me?!" Cecar Goddess. Get the man next to her and get to the side. Stay away from the man right next to her.
The man did not answer until a few minutes later. "God! Where's me?!" The goddess repeated the question.
"Decrease your mane." Said the man approaching the Goddess. The goddess was horrified. Why is he always bullied everywhere perverted man. Other than the Word no man respects himself.
"If you don't answer, I'll scream!" Threat Goddess.
"Seettt... keep your voice down I said, if not. The sound of your crumb like a tin of rombeng will disturb the passengers of the plane." The man answered to the ears of the Goddess.
"Aircraft?" Dewi was surprised to hear the word plane, he just realized that he was hitching a ride.
Breezy wind and dim light from the window of the plane that opened, barging inward. However, he still could not highlight the face of the man next to him.
The Goddess thought who was the man who took her on a plane? Is one of the bengal men was his man.There is no way his village thugs can afford a plane ticket. Most if they have money they use to buy alcoholic beverages and cigarettes.
"Where are you taking me? I want to go home!" Strictly Goddess as soon as he remembered the vegetables in the cart he left behind. Poor mother selling vegetables since the morning has not been sold, but then she just left it.
"Where are you going home? In the plane it can't go down." Said the man casually, making the Goddess even more annoyed.
"Now answer my question, who are you?!" Goddess repeats.
"Man, not robot." The man replied short.
"I know you're not a robot! The statue! Because, since then your body has not moved." The Goddess answered and then melengos. He closed his eyes. I don't know what time it is tonight, but this afternoon and evening have missed prayer time.
"So I approached unwillingly, now move away spelled out like a statue." This time the man spoke rather long words.
"Bodo!" Ketus Goddess.
The goddess opened the seat belt, then stood without permission past the man who was closing his eyes by turning his back.
"You jumped!" Answer the Goddess of origin, even though she wants to go to the toilet. The man followed but the Goddess kept on holding on from one chair to another, ignoring the man behind her.
The passengers in front, back, and side, all turned their heads without the Goddess noticing.
After coming out of the toilet, Dewi returned to her seat actually she wanted to pray but there was no cloth to cover her head. Dewi just realized, it's fitting that his mother often suggested that wearing a veil turned out this way.
The goddess finally opened the jacket to cover her head, then tayamum. It is better to pray even late than not at all. Finish praying Goddess wearing a jacket back then sleeping.
"Hi wake up" The man woke the Goddess. The goddess whose sleep is not slumbering certainly woke up quickly. The lights on the plane appear that the passengers are already lined up to get off.
The Goddess stared out, through the glass somewhere she was currently.
"Let's go down" Invite the man down but before standing take the rangsel from the cabin door plane facing the Goddess.
The goddess looked at the man, her blood boiling. "So you?! Which brings me here!" The goddess clenched her hands. The Goddess' tears instantly plunged free. He remembered the treatment this man had for him.
"Don't get angry, we're quick down. Behind the queue," replied the man, who was none other than Bramastya.
The goddess followed Bram, although her heart was upset down the stairs. Arriving below, the Goddess rolled her eyes to find out her current whereabouts.
The Goddess gasped as her eyes caught the inscription of Schiphol International Airport. An airport that he had only read about in books but could now be in this place.
"Come on" Bram hooked the Goddess' finger.
The goddess slammed Bram's hand. May the Goddess be amazed by the beauty of country B, but if she is aware of being made a slave na*su by this man her heart is broken into pieces.
"What do you mean you kidnapped me and brought me to this place?!" Cynical Goddess.
"To protect my child and my future wife" Bram replied as he passed.
"What does that mean?!" The goddess pursued Bram's long steps.
"Now it's four o'clock in the morning it's better we go home soon." Bram replied as he continued walking.
"Not us, but you! I don't want to come with you" Dewi stopped, Dewi will book a ticket and return home to Indonesia.
"You think it's that easy?" Tanya Bram relaxed. Dewi here does not bring anything even data himself, how can he return to Surabaya without him.
"You should also be happy to be free from people who will harass you, not angry like this." Said Bram still standing by the side of the road seeming to be waiting for someone who might pick him up.
"What a difference it makes to you!" The goddess looked at the man sharply. "You're no better than yesterday's thugs."
Bram turned his head to the Goddess quickly felt stifled by the words of the Goddess. The Goddess threw away her rough face, avoiding Bram's gaze.
The two are silent.
The goddess wanted to scream. What could he do in this place without bringing anything other than the training pants he was wearing. But the Goddess was afraid that this man would make himself satisfied.
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