FORCED TO MARRY PARIBAN

Flee

Grasping leaves on his bed. His mind was in turmoil, his heart was not calm. It was 2 in the morning, but He couldn't fall asleep at all. Though he intended to sleep a little before, carrying out his intention to run away before dawn.

Dew deliberately chose to escape around 4 am. Because at 4 am, vegetable traders who trade outside the area, have been waiting for transportation on the side of the road. If he runs out in the middle of the night, then the risk is great.

Dew pacing, back and forth while nibbling his nails on the right, while his left hand is ruffled waist.

His parents were cruel this time. He's really in lockdown. In the brackets in the room, not even allowed communication. His parents did that, because they were afraid of Dew running away again.

Tired of pacing back and forth, the Dew threw his body on the bed, with both legs still hanging, He linked his fingers which he placed on his stomach. His eyes glared at the ceiling of the room. Eyes glazed.

"Mas Ardi, do you feel what I feel?" He said while thinking about the plan he would execute when he escaped.

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While elsewhere precisely in the city of Medan. A man looks so frustrated, sleeping in bed with his back. His eyes stared straight at the ceiling. From this morning he couldn't reach his girlfriend's phone number. It was Ardi Shiraz.

"Grow, why are you not news. Your phone is dead too. All your social media is blocked. What's going on, honey? I should have forced you to come to your village." He said, He rubbed his face violently. He got up from his bed. Walked to his study. He sat his butt in his padded chair and opened his laptop and pressed the sign on.

Ardi tried to check all the Dew sosmed Accounts. Who knows if it can be accessed. But, damn it can't.

Ardi is planning to return to Surabaya. But, the plan was canceled. Because he got a contract to build a building for the company. That same day, the businessman who trusted the construction of his building to meet with him. So he canceled his plan to return to Surabaya.

"Darling, should I follow you to your village? but, your full address is unknown to me. I only know the name of the City. While you've told me, your family doesn't live in his town. Even your address doesn't use RT/RW and no home." Ardi spoke to himself in his study. His brain thought hard to get information about the Dew.

"Tomorrow I'll have to find information about Dew to its boarding and campus. Who knows, someone knows the Dew family's mobile number." The echo in the heart. He walked back to his room, and he tried to sleep.

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Dew seems to be creeping down the stairs of their homes. Yes, the Dew room is on the second floor. He had to get out of the house before his father woke up. Because Dad and his mom usually wake up half five in the morning.

It just so happened that the Dew room was no longer locked from the outside. He can convince Mama that she's out of dinner, that she won't run away.

He stepped his legs slowly, with the appearance of carrying a backpack, wearing black jeans, combined with a long-sleeved t-shirt in black, lace Outer Brokat Drawstring in maron color, and, maron color cats shoes Not to forget He wore a hijab that was the same color as his outher and mask, and glasses tucked in his collar.

Prang.....He accidentally dropped a vase of flowers that was on an ornamental table in the living room. Hearing the fitting sound of a falling flower, he jumped, and held his chest which felt like his heart was almost out of place. He just let the flower vase fall.

"Quiet..... O God, help me this time." He said as he clenched his hands together and his eyes looked up at the ceiling. It was as if He was talking directly to the Creator.

"Thank God no one heard." He murmured in his heart. He slowly turned the key to the front door of his house. He stroked his chest slowly, and his eyes were still watching around.

The door opened, and he came out and closed it back very slowly. A smile on her beautiful face. Intention to escape, almost succeeded. Go to the gate of the house.

"May Mr. Udin, again sound asleep at the security guard post." He murmured in his heart.

He stepped slowly, with both eyes still watching around. He arrived at the security guard post. Surely Mr. Udin was sleeping soundly. Evidently the Dew that waved his hand in front of Mr. Udin's face, not digubris. He quickly picked up the lock of the fence hanging from the keychain at the security guard post.

"Yes.... , YES.....!" His words jumped up in excitement, when Dew had made it out of his house.

The swirling dew on the side of the road, now he was confused. Want to run towards the city first and wait for transportation there, or run towards the city S. So there's a freight through, he's gonna stop it.

Finally He decided to run to the direction of the city lane S. The plan was to arrive in S City. He will take a plane to the city of Medan. He'll just take the ticket at the airport.

After walking around 50 AD, Dewun met a female vegetable trader, on the side of the road. The woman, often also as a freelancer in their salak garden.

"Sita's sister, huh?" said the woman, who is about 45 years old. Dew glanced at the woman who knew him. He also shook his head. And walked quickly away from the woman.

Now he has walked far from his home. But, even one of the transport cars that went to the city of S, no one passed. Until Adzan shubuh was reverberating.

Oh God, please bring up one shuttle. Please.....!" he said with a feeling of anxiety and not calm. He was afraid the act of escape did not come. When his parents wake up and look for him.

Dew still stands on the side of the road, playing with the crekel with his feet. He crouched down and stood up again, back and forth, pacing waiting for transportation. 15 minutes waiting in front of the miesop stalls residents, finally the transport car appeared. Dew stopped it, but the transport did not stop, because the passengers were full.

The feeling of the Dew had started to feel bad. The sound of praying in the mosque was no longer heard.

"Don't the house people already know I'm news. I'm sure you'll come to my room. He always comes to build me up for prayers." He murmured in his heart.

"Oh my God,.... Help Me. I don't want to be forced into marriage." He said while looking at the still dark sky.

"At this time I will grant my request, O God, I will suffer greatly when I marry him. He's evil, he's a killer. I wonder why my parents wanted me to marry a murderer. Oh God, I don't want to die in his hands." He said, squeezing his hand. He really hated his Pariva.

The sound of the car was heard, with a very bright light. The dump stopped and the car stopped.

TBC.

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