JUNIOR
part 41's
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Vana stepped out her legs, slowly slowly hiding the very sharp piece of glass. Though his hand was already injured due to his grip that was too tight.
“Udah? Let's sleep!”
Shaken, Vana hurriedly pushed Al's body which was only a few cent away from her, then dashed quickly towards the exit.
It's not that easy. His hand had been tightly blocked by the boy and pulled away from the door by snarling horror.
“You want to run away, huh? You think you can? Don't look for trouble with me, or you'll have to play for me longer!” Al's screams aren't kidding. It was clear that the man was holding back emotions. Especially seeing her flaming red face.
“Letasin me! Or your handsome face, I will lukain!” Vana was not afraid, raising her one free hand with a piece of glass, close to Al's face.
“Really? Are you scaring me? Listen, Bitch! I'll hurt you first!”
Bruk!
Vana's body bounced, when one strong push made her unable to control her body, until her back hit very hard on the wall of the room.
The piece of glass that was originally grasped fell to the floor, making it even more broken and producing a sharper piece.
Al took the piece of glass and approached Vana who was grimacing closed her eyes.
Not giving up, the woman lifted her leg kicking the guy's leg, grateful the kick felt to make the guy sitting on the floor.
Hurriedly he moved nimbly back towards the door and managed to hold the end of the knob. Thank goodness it wasn't locked.
The srek!
“Awh!”
Instantly the two previously dim Vana netra, rounded felt something being scratched on one arm. Looking up, I found Al who was smiling satisfied, because he had managed to hurt the woman.
“Bi*dap!”
Bruaks!
“Ahk!” One more kick Al managed to get, this time landing on his stomach. The guy's reflexes moved backwards, while Vana took advantage of the opportunity to run.
Blood did not stop pouring from his injured arm. The wound is long. It does not take long the pain has managed to make the woman riled, until the pain radiates to the crown.
He kept walking in the cold of the night. Not knowing where to go, he had never even been to this crowded city before.
Fear, fatigue and pain combine into one. Be cause his body to feel weak, as if no longer able to walk. Nah! He's not that weak, don't be stupid!
If only he hadn't fought back, his hand wouldn't have been hurt and he wouldn't have felt this kind of fear and cold. He'll escape tomorrow, before Al wakes up. Fuck, fool!
“Where should I go now? Money does not have. Because of the male and female demons, I became rich in gini! Basic, devil!” he shouted in the middle of the noise of vehicles passing by. At least the screams slightly eased his emotions.
“Handphone also taken! Indirectly, they told me to commit suicide!”
“Givanna!”
Someone called his name and he knew who it was. Al Fikri Hersya Wijaya's. Without a second thought the woman ran away, but her stamina was already very minus.
“Don't run! Woy!”
Right ‘kan? It's Al. What else would that guy do? Don't take Vana back.
“Stop, Givanna! Don't run! Ivanna, lookout!”
Bruaks!
The scream disappeared, Vana heard the footsteps of the people approaching. What the hell's going on? Darkened. Everything's dark. Cahay street lights that were previously bright dimmed, until finally disappeared from both neutrals.
A young man ran over, getting rid of the people who could only watch. Not knowing themselves, there were even those who enjoyed the devastating incident.
“Givanna.” The young man raised the body of the woman who was the victim in the accident a few minutes ago.
Nanar dia menatap darah yang menggenang di jalan. Entah kenapa, ia1 benar-benar khawatir pada wanita yang saat ini tengah digeletakkan dalam pangkuannya. Seperti ... entahlah!
The sound of sirens grew stronger as an ambulance came and stopped right in front of Al. Without a second thought, the guy immediately picked up Vana from there and entered the ambulance that would take them to the hospital.
***
In a cold room, there were two people in different positions. One of them was lying unconscious on top of a typical hospital cage, while the other was busy feeding, trying to wake the man up.
He also does not know, somehow he is very important to the safety of Ivanna who incidentally is a stranger. Though usually, the guy is very indifferent with people, even with the woman he was renting once.
From then on the boy continued to speak, until he issued magical words to wake the sleepless princess. Maybe he's making people worry.
Relieved, as the fingers in his grasp moved imperceptibly, but he could feel those subtle movements.
A smile rose at the corner of his lips, staring fixedly at the face of the sleeping princess who was still trying to gather her life to wake up.
“Ah .. finally,” his murmur breathed a sigh of relief. Is that what he's doing with Vana?
Unlike the case with Al, Vana even furrowed her eyebrows confused. Why is that young man? Wasn't he with Saga in his subconscious?
‘Kok him? Where's the saga?’ the woman asked. ‘How can I get away from him? Or am I pretending to be amnesiac? Okay.’
“K–k–who are you?” vana asked grimacingly, holding her head that pretended to be sick, but did not.
“I? You don't know me? Me, your future husband.”
“Cih! Be rather! I'm not amnesia! Enek see muke lu, even ngaku-ngaku husband again!” Kan, Vana is magical.
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On a clear morning, the two men came out of their shelter and shelter.
As promised, this morning Saga did not leave with the fake Vana, as she was going to pick up Elsa to go to school. For Elsa's request of course.
“Lo by ojek, Va. The point is don't naek lo bike, it's brake blong. Ntar lo nyusruk!” the Saga is ready with the bike.
“Iya,” replied Tisya slab, glancing at a glimpse of a bicycle that was pegged in Saga and Vana's private garage.
Saga nodded, after which the man drove away from the spacious courtyard of the apartment which contained many vehicles of the owner of each apartment that was parked neatly.
“Time, chance to find Vana.” signature Tisya smiled in satisfaction, re-entering the tall building and entering the elevator, ending up on the fourth floor.
The girl entered the apartment easily, there were no more sandals. I don't know why Saga let go of her apartment code. There are a lot of valuable things stored there.
Scrunching the contents of the closet lifting one by one folds of clothes slowly. Fear of falling apart, Saga will be angry. Given how OCD that bad guy is.
“Pokonya, I need to get that signature, right now!”
Meet me! He found a map that contained a lot of neatly arranged and beautiful files. The first thing I saw was a wedding book.
So easily did the girl take one of them, then open it shamelessly and look carefully at a signature that she had to copy pasted.
“It turns out not to be his doang, which is simple, but his signature as well. Vana, Vana, really bego, anyway, so people.”
After that, Tisya tidied up the official files and stored them in their original place, and tidied up the clothes that were a little messy.
Beres! It's time he went to school.
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“Al, please let me go home ..” wean a woman with a sad face, letting her tears fall and flow down her cheeks.
“No! I will not let you go. You don't remember, my struggle that already nolongin you, ha?”
“Iya, I remember, but please permit me to return. Or I will pay all the money that you already out for me.” Compassion, it feels like there is no other choice, other than to be merciful and ask for mercy, because running away and being rude will only aggravate the situation.
“Can't, Ivanna! Gu—”
“Gue wants to go home, Al. I want to go home.” His voice was no longer heard. Faint because accompanied by crying.
Al was silent. Playing the end of his shoes in the iron buffer brakar, where Vana was sitting crying.
“Please, let me go. You have no right to have me here, Al. Lo is just a stranger, whereas I have a family waiting for me there.” It was difficult to talk while crying, but he also forced it to explain to convince the stubborn guy.
Vana had been persuading Al for a long time, but the young man did not heed her request at all. He only answered ‘No, no and no’.
Vana said she already had a husband, but look at the young man. Stay cool with his stance. You are, stubborn!
“No! This is the umpteenth time I said no, Givanna! That means you can't make me anymore!” Ending with a single snap, Al stood up from his seat. Step your foot out of the room.
“Lo has no rights to chat with me, Al! How many times have I told elo!”
The words made Al icep and reflex stop his steps. For a moment he was silent, pondering those words. Really, he has no rights? Did he sin, already holding Vana that already belonged to someone else?
Turning around, the young man said, “Gue will intersect.”
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