Dusk At Ufuk Malacca

Chapter 13

I sat there thinking of a way to get out of this cursed place. I don't know how many times I cried so my eyes were so swollen. Far from being expected, Ali couldn't help me much because he was more afraid of the Boss.

The door sounded in someone's open, apparently the Boss with some of his men. He told me to pack my things. I was a little relieved though I didn't know where to take it. How surprised I was, among a few piles of clothes I found a small mobile phone.

Ali squinted her eyes so I wouldn't make a sound. Thankfully no one saw it, I put it in the folds of my clothes. I smiled at him as a sign of gratitude.

***

I've been in the car at the boss's man's flank. Ali's not coming with me because the boss won't let him. Maybe they think Ali's gonna help me escape.

The car drove quickly to an apartment. Upon arrival, I was told to go down and climb the emergency stairs. It looks like Indians and Bangladeshis are passing by. I kept flanked towards a room.

"Saro ..." I shouted. It seems to have my best friend in it. We cried and hugged each other, it's been 10 days since we parted now that I've reunited with my best friend.

They left us both saying that Saro and I would be sold to pimps in 3 days. Not to forget they locked the door. It even seemed to be locking its trellis doors.

I opened my bag and pulled out my phone. Inside there is a Digi card and a pulse of 10RM. I thanked him a few times, and so did Saro.

We started contacting the families in the village and telling them we were okay so they wouldn't worry about us. There were even some brothers who talked and asked to send some money as soon as possible because they thought we had a lot of money.

Saro and I signed up for the SMS group looking for a mate. We started having a few male contacts in a day. Not bad, with a little appeal there is giving free credit while asking for help to them.

***

Some people are willing to help us. They told me to find the address of this apartment. Saro was busy looking in Pi'i's room while I was in charge of looking in the desk drawer. Finally I found an apartment rental bill while Saro only found the key to the door but the key to the iron door was not found. I smiled and told them.

The address I gave was wrong. Many of them cursed because they thought we were deceiving him. The address led to the owner of this apartment and they stormed the house. As a result they were expelled and chased by the dog of the house.

But after I called no one picked up because it was late at night. I'll try it tomorrow.

***

At exactly 9am, I called the Embassy back. Alhamdulillah .. there was a voice across there, a woman with a soft word. I told him about my situation and asked for his help.

They responded and were willing to help us. Saro and I were busy looking for the address of this apartment with tension. Sweat endlessly poured out of my forehead, not forgetting that I also called His Asthma. Apparently God's help was real, suddenly my net caught a pile in a small hole in the ceiling of the apartment. Immediately I stacked the chairs so I could reach him while Saro held the chair so I wouldn't fall.

Thank God, by His permission I managed to take it. Apparently it's all electricity bills. There is the address of this apartment. Saro and I jumped in excitement and immediately sent the address to the Embassy.

I heard the door knocking loudly. Saro opened it, saw 5 Royal Malaysian police officers told to open the iron door. Saro was so scared that she couldn't even answer. They asked for passports but I answered that we didn't have them and I replied that we were in a box.

The iron door was kicked hard but to no avail. Fortunately, the embassy came at the right time. They said we had asked for protection before. Finally the police did not arrest us and helped in the search for the owner of this apartment.

After 1 hour of searching, Pi'i and the Boss were found. They were snapped to release us immediately.

***

We all arrived at Putra Jaya police station and were questioned. Saro and I actually answered with the Embassy. The police can't arrest us because it's the authority of the embassy.

I was then placed in a different room. There were about 10 people who interrogated me in turn. I answered the truth and my answer was the same as before. After coming out of the room, I was greeted by a hug by the beautiful sister. He was grateful because my answer was no different.

Saro and I were released and then taken to the Embassy but later had to attend the trial for 3 times. The beautiful sister reminded me that my answer would be no different, because if something went wrong it would be fatal. They will be released, but Saro and I will replace them.