I'm (Not) a Cheap Woman

Trapped

“Sorry yes dear, I can't accompany you overtime tonight.”

“Yes, it's okay. Your health is much more important than this. You forgot something dear,” Arka told Dara who was preparing to come out.

“Sorry, forgot dear. You have to learn to be a good wife, right? Kiss husband's hand before leaving home.”

“Same greetings mama.”

“Iya, I'll tell you later. Fighting check the report!”

After that, Dara entered the elevator. The electric ladder led him to the ground floor. After reaching the bottom, he walked quickly to the basement.

Turning on the car engine, then driving at medium speed to the hospital where his mother was treated.

Within minutes, Dara had arrived at the hospital. Deftly he got out of the car and walked to his mother's nursery.

“How is mama?” ask him on mbok Inem. Maid in her house.

“Doctor's word, tomorrow you can go home Non.”

“Aalhamdulillah's. Mbok must be sore ya take care of mama all day?” Dara spoke while giving massage to mbok Inem.

“Mbok, already accustomed Non. It is the responsibility of mbok to serve the Non family well.”

“Gamsahamnida, Mbok.” She hugged the woman she thought was her second mother.

And soon, Arka's mother will be her third mother. Imagination of beautiful things after marrying Arka later, began to attack his brain in a row.

In order to remain realistic, he diverted his mind by reading the WhatsApp statuses on his phone.

Some of his subordinates uploaded photos of lunch in the cafeteria. It reminded him of Nisa. He sought Nisa's contacts within a special regional division group.

He started scrolling up. His fingers then stopped scrolling on one of the numbers he had not added in his contact ranks.

Annisa Nadhira account name. Not Nisa's profile picture. But Islamic words with a blue background.

Dara switched to reading Info. Where is the earth

it is placed there the sky is held. Any urgent stuff? Plz ring me.

“Daebak,” said.

His two thumbs pressed the letters on the keyboard in turn. He then sent a message that had been typed with a heart that was sincere to Nisa.

“Don't take heart said Arka earlier. He likes to be angry. Oh yes, do not hesitate to ask me if there is something you do not understand in the report.”

Nisa opened the sender's profile sparingly. Apparently a picture of two people he had been in an accident this morning.

From the thick clothes they wore, also the snow that covered the road around him. Predictably, they must have been photos together in Korea.

The portrait of the intimacy of his two superiors reminded him of a gray-white time.

At that time, Arka's firm figure made her fall in love. Even the evil-mouthed man was his first love. And to this day, that feeling still exists.

Such

It seems like just yesterday he became a student. Now he is a staff member at the company. Time passes quickly.

“Iya, good Bu.” Nisa then put down her phone.

The report he made was finally finished as well. It coincides with the prayer time. He sighed for a moment, before standing up from his seat for ablution.

He only reads the same two suras during the obligatory prayer of the day. Tomorrow it will be replaced with two suras on it; al-Qadr and Al-Bayyinah.

That habit began to be maintained since High School. Simple tips that he considers accurate for humans easily dizzy type seems (difficulty determining what to read surah before praying).

Another reason, with that pattern, surahs in Juz Amma he can read all without missing a single surah.

Nisa folded her mukena, put her in a bag. Then stood up, grabbed the report, then walked over to Arka.

The door to his boss's room was slightly open, but he'd still excuse me. Reflecting on the experience this morning, he did not want to repeat the same mistake again.

“Excuse me. May I enter Sir?” the half yelled.

“No need to shout, I am not a budeg. Please login!”

Nisa entered with a feeling of fear. Yes, he was afraid of not being able to give his best to his boss. You see, he forgot to send the results of his report to Farel, to assess whether it was good or not.

Whatever power, corn has become Manado porridge.

He had raised his nose in front of Arka. There was no way he would come out again when he had just entered. Arka could be angry and condemn it to the unemployment of the big class.

He sat in front of the Ark. Damn, it was ringing that day. Apparently, it was a phone call from Kanza.

“I permission to answer the phone Sir,” the door was replied by a nod by Arka.

Nisa breezed out. The call was raised. “Why, deck?”

“So home or not, sis?”

“Not yet know. The report I made has not been checked by the boss. If it is still corrected, I stay in the office. Already yes, later boss angry.”

Nisa turned off the phone call and put her phone in her pocket.

The lights suddenly went out. When he had just entered the Arka's room. The large room was so dark.

And shortly after the lights went off, Arka and Nisa inhaled something. I don't know what gas it is. What is clear, the more they inhale it, the more transparent they are.

They ran towards the door, to save themselves from the intoxicating smell. Unfortunately, the door of Arka's room had been sealed shut.

The gas they breathe is getting more and more. As a result, they both collapsed unconscious.

Shortly after, the two people who had been holding the door from the outside, hurriedly went inside. They both lifted Arka and Nisa's body to the bed in the exclusive room.

The two men then took off all the clothes that covered Arka and Nisa's body. The clothes were thrown carelessly, in order to impress Nisa and Arka real to have sex.

Not only that, these two bad guys brought Nisa and Arka closer. Change the position of those who were lying straight, so embrace each other.

Again, I don't know where the idea is. One of them took the man's safety scar out of the bag and placed it not far from the bed.

He who had been wearing gloves, switched to taking Arka's expensive cell phone. Not to be stolen, but to be used to smooth his evil actions.

It turns out Arka is pretty protective. It was evident from the device that uses a fingerprint password. The criminal hurriedly brought the device closer to Arka's thumb.

Arka's phone is now under her control. A message was sent to Dara. He told the beautiful woman to meet him blind in the office. He also sent the message to Farel.

They both came out. Eventually, the cooperation to trap Arka and Nisa materialized as well. It's time for them to go home, rest while waiting for the results of the trap tonight.

So much tea