END OF LIFE THE LITTLE GIRL WHO IS ALWAYS IN THE BULLY

THE END OF LIFE THE LITTLE GIRL WHO'S ALWAYS IN

Part 11 (DINA AND HARDI KIDNAPPING)

My eyes were wide, almost the cake box in my hand had fallen. In front of me I saw a big car like a high jeep car with big car tires, on the right and left stood two men with heavy faces.

" Hardi's the kidnapper's car "my whisper shakes.

Hardi got off the bike I was tailing, two boxes of cake still tightly in my hand.

" Den Hardi should Aden return to Jakarta when Aden waited at home "one of them began to talk.

" Say the same papah cave will not go home, and the cave does not expect papah will change. Because papah cannot change. Mending you guys home don't disturb the cave life here "

" Den if aden not submissive forced us to force by violent means "Threaten the man who stands behind .

" The cave says the cave doesn't want to go home ! " Shouted Hardi.

Two of the men between them advanced to approach Hardi holding both hands Hardi, Hardi tried to avoid from their grip but their power was clearly stronger than Hardi.

One of the people holding Hardi yelled "Ben lo take care of this girl, we take her as well it seems like she can influence the Hardi den ! "

" Ready !" Answer the man quickly and swiftly.

I thrashed, my two boxes dropped. Their checks are very strong I can no longer rebel, it feels like the joints of my hands have been removed from their position.

They put me and Hardi in the car, I cried. Given my father and my two sisters at home, they must be worried if I don't go home.

I stared painfully at the crack box that the men had stepped on, how much pain I had and how hard I had made it.

Hardi looked at me pity, I saw guilt from his eyeballs. The eyelids dam up the water, I'm sure with all his might he will try to keep his defenses from collapsing.

" Amafin cave ya Din, lo so hit the impact "this time the sentence is so soft.

I kept quiet, questions running through my mind. What is this ? Who exactly is Hardi? Then why should I be inside her. This incident really got me in the grip of fear, I was so afraid not to go back home. No longer meet my father and sister, I miss my mother. Wanting me to cry while hugging her tightly, Dina did not want to be far from mama.

The car continued to drive towards the city, my village was already far behind. Along the way Mau continued to think mamah, and along the way my tears did not stop flowing. I remained silent even with Hardi I did not say a word.

Hardi who I know for 2 months, he is so very indifferent to anything and anyone. His manner of speaking that seemed fierce, even as if he was not afraid of anyone. Right now I see him as very different.

There is a sense of regret, sadness even like anger in the quiet. He seemed to want to shout until he was able to penetrate the seventh sky, but his esophagus was like a sharp needle plug. The more open the sound the more it hurts.

Almost six hours drive, tired. My stomach that began to rumble I did not heed, even the thirst that I had felt before I did not care.

My deepest creed is far from my mother, indeed during the six-hour journey of the mamah shadow can not be separated from my eyes.

Finally, this car arrived in front of a very large and luxurious house, the yard was spacious. The luxury home I've seen for the first time in my life.

From the front can be seen a man in his 60s running away in a row, in a hurry he opened the gate lock, painstakingly pushing the door to the side.

Hardi and the four burly men went down, for I drowned slowly. When I stood up a man pushed my body forcefully.

" Don't touch the girl, watch out if you dare to hurt her ! " Shouted Hardi

I walked slowly, even very slowly, then it all felt dark. I collapsed.