
"Hey, let go of the girl!" The cry of a man resuscitated Rangga who was hugging someone comfortably in his arms. Rangga looked up at the source of the voice, and there were three men standing looking at him.
"What?"
"Please let go of the girl, sir. We have to take him right away" repeated one of the big-bodied men.
Bringing in?
"We've bought the girl from her stepfather." The man returned to voice. Rangga was increasingly confused by all the words of this man before him. Bring where? And what was it, buying? Who are they buying? Rangga pulled the head of the girl who was still in the deck.
"Who are you?" Rangga was surprised instead of playing, seeing the face of the girl he was hugging. He stepped back for a moment.
"Sir, I'm sorry.Please save me, Mister?" said the girl pleaded, while hiding behind the large body of Rangga.
"Hurry up, girls don't know themselves! Our boss has bought you very expensive!" shouted the big-bodied man in front there.
"No! I don't want to!"
"Sir, please save me." The girl was crying as she pleaded.
"What's this?" Inevitably Rangga opened his voice because he saw the debate between them that did not end.
"They're bad guys, sir. Please save me."
"Our boss has bought the girl from her stepfather, so please leave it to us." One of them approached Rangga, and immediately pulled the girl's wrist.
"Deliver! I don't want to!" Rebelled while trying to take off the man's check.
"Come with us!" Dragging forcefully, the girl kept shouting for help.
Whether it was coincidence or just Rangga's feelings, he felt that he had experienced something like this. Help a girl who needs help. Yes, exactly in this place. The difference was that he offered help first.
"Wait!" Simultaneously they stopped. The girl ran back towards Rangga as the men let their guard down and hid behind her body.
"Hey, where are you going!"
"Please let him go" Rangga said later.
"Can't, Sir. He belongs to the boss, and we have to get him."
Feeling belittled, Rangga again said, "How much your boss has paid for this girl, I will replace her."
The men just smiled sinisterly looking at Rangga's serious-looking face. No one would dare to change that much money. Especially to pay an ordinary girl.
"I'll double change." Rangga re-opened his voice when he saw the men silent without giving him an answer.
"Mr ... "
"Shut up!"
The girl instantly fell silent as Rangga gave her a glare of sharp eyes. He was just not sure the man before him would be able to replace the money his stepfather had received from the loan shark. Especially to replace it twice.
"Two hundred million!" said one of the men while smiling mockingly. He was sure that this man before him would soon leave when he heard the nominal money he mentioned.
"Why are you silent? You want to pretend to be a hero of misfortune See, you can't even think of that kind of money." The men simultaneously laughed while continuing to sneer at the existence of Rangga in that place, which was considered free.
Rangga just silently looked at the three big-bodied men who were still cool with laughter, while occasionally glancing at the girl who looked increasingly frightened. Rangga reached into the wallet in the pocket of the suit, took out a business card and immediately gave it to one of the men. "I don't have any cash, you can call me later because my phone is out of battery." Rangga showed off the screen of his phone which had been dead since this afternoon.
"Yes. Do you believe it?" reply Rangga smiled cynically. Rangga folded his hands in front of his chest, while looking at the three men whose guts had been seen shrieking.
"I–iya Sir, we believe."
"Then you're here, go!" rangga flicked his hand.
"Good, Sir. Let's go." Whispering to another friend, then immediately leave from the presence of Rangga. They did not want to get into trouble too far with this man before him.
*******
"You okay?" Rangga offered a bottle of mineral water which was immediately gulped down by the girl. After the men left, Rangga invited the girl to sit on a park bench and let her calm down a little.
"Thank you, Mister. I promise I will pay my debt later after I have the money," said the girl. He still calmed himself who was still a little scared due to the actions of the three men earlier.
"Why did your father sell you?"
"Actually my father did not sell, but rather made me a guarantee of debt."
"Debit?"
"Yes, Sir. My father loved to gamble, and when all our valuables ran out, he made me a guarantee."
"Then where's your mother?"
The girl squeezed the tip of her own clothes. The look in the corner of his eyes had already begun to pierce. "Mother died two years ago" he replied.
"Sorry ...." Rangga felt guilty for asking something that was not right. He could see how much he was suffering from the girl just from the look in his eyes.
The girl looked up while wiping away the tears that had not yet come down through the cheeks. He smiled towards Rangga who was still looking at him with a look of pity. "Again, thank you, sir. I didn't know that Master didn't save me, maybe now ...?"
"Come, I'll take you home." Rangga got up and wanted to take a step, but the girl immediately withdrew her hand.
"Master ...?"
Rangga looked at the girl's face. "Can you give me a job?" The girl looked down in fear, biting her own lips. How can anyone not know himself like himself. It's been helped, it's still troublesome. That was the thought that raged within him.
******
Rangga drove his car to one of the restaurants from the branch he owned. Maybe the place is now preparing to close, because time has shown midnight. But for the sake of helping the girl, Rangga was willing to hold his stomach that had been screaming for fill, and also his body that was very tired.
Arriving at the parking lot, Rangga immediately went down and invited the girl into the restaurant. They were welcomed by the restaurant manager himself. Without further ado, Rangga then told the manager that the girl who came with him would work here starting tomorrow morning.
"You can use the room in the back, it happens that there is no occupying there," said Rangga who was preparing to leave.
"Master, wait!" The girl followed behind Rangga who had arrived outside the door of the restaurant. Rangga snorted, while turning towards the back.
"Otherwise?"
"One more time, thank you, sir. My name is Andir ... " With extending a hand, but instead of being welcomed but Rangga was even indifferent.
"Mr ..."
Rangga did not care and chose to immediately step towards the car. He wanted to go home and take a warm bath to refresh his body. Ah, yes why did I forget not to eat first in the restaurant earlier. Shit, I have to go home hungry!