Karma Love

Tragedy Almost

When he dropped his knees, his legs were empty, he was a stupid man, he let the rain pour all over his body hoping that his mistakes and regrets were washed away by the water of the sky.

''I really wanted to slap you and cry in front of you so you could know how disappointed I was. But tears are also my hands as if reluctant to do it for you.''

''Sila !!'' Dika said no less pathetic.

''Like Adji, don't ever hope and beg me again, even if you kneel like that, never hope in a broken heart, even if one day we are given a chance to meet, greet each other, never once have you brought up this day and the day that has passed.''

''I decided to close our love story book, let it end like this.'' His emotions subsided a little.

''And one more thing, don't ever ask my parents. I say goodbye to Dika, thank you for everything.'' Syila left regardless of the call of Dika who kept saying her name.

***

Syila walked down the street full of puddles that night, bringing her heartache about her love to return home. Let everyone laugh at him. His eyes began to cry, dissolving with the rushing rain. Even the cold gusts of wind that also flushed his small body he let alone, even then was unable to subside the heat of emotion as well as the flow of the heart.

Happiness was intact before the eyes, only one step more he reached the stairs, but his legs even slipped, making him fall and hurt again.

Again and again he let down men in the name of love. Syila loved too much to the point that she couldn't get her sick, sick, even sicker than the reality of her love for Adji.

***

He realized his footsteps had gone too far, but the path was not directed. Very quiet no residential residents.

"Where is this ?" Syila confusion.

"Stupid, where do I think why did I get here I stepped. Am I lost ?" Ask for himself.

Shivering, his body trembled, his head began to twitch.

He pulled over on a very lush tree hoping to protect it from rainwater.

Suddenly the motor stopped, Syila did not recognize them. But from their appearance they are like thugs. Fear got into him. He wanted to run but his body was limp.

Away from there are men and women who are busy watching the next drama in the car.

"Hey sweet girl, why is it raining alone, you're getting wet and cold." Say that thug.

"What do you want, go !" Syila began to be vigilant.

"Haha...Come.. I'll help you warm up, come here.. We're gonna have fun !" He said with a sly grin.

"No. leave me, you can take my things but let me go." Please Syila, hope these two men have compassion for her.

It's not that the two thugs are getting closer. They dragged Syila down a small road that people rarely pass through. Because it's a dead end.

"Please... Pl-please... Please... !!!" Shila shouted as much as possible. Wanting to fight his power was not possible. To rebel alone he was very exhausted.

"Don't waste your energy on sweet shouting, you just have to use it to just mend*sah." The two thugs laughed in satisfaction.

Syila curled up in fear, Father and Mother's faces flashed through her mind. 'Syila is afraid. Syila just wants to go home. Syila wants to be with you. Please Syila Yah.' Please in your heart.

The thug managed to tear off Syila's shirt sleeve. Showing her smooth shoulders that she never opens. Syila continued to rebel as much as possible.

"Just don't move much, stupid !!" Hit one of those thugs.

When one of the thugs wanted to land her lip Syila spat on and kicked her precious asset. But his hand is still blocked by the other thugs.

Plaque..

The slap landed on Syila's face, making the tip of her lips bleed. Be ill.. Syila felt pain.

"I told you to just obey, we'll satisfy each other." Said the thug with a mocking smile.

The two thugs were getting more and more happy because Syila was so challenging.

The thug had started to open his belt, loosened his pants, until suddenly he fell down to feel pain in his head due to the throwing of a large stone by someone.

The other friend was looking for the stranger's whereabouts. Amidst the torrent of rain, the stranger advanced his steps confidently. Look closely at what happened.

"Please.. Please.. !" Syila who began to weaken. Power's up. Syila wished she was the angel God sent for her.

"Breng !! Who are you dare to interfere with !" The thugs who had blocked Syila's hand.

The foreign man glanced at Syila at a glance, although in a dim state, he was able to see that here there would be a tragedy of rape.

Without babibu, the stranger landed a barrage of bogeman. Make the thugs lose before fighting. While the man who got the stone throw was already helpless.

Shortly after, there were several fathers passing by.

"What is this, sir ?"

"They almost raped a girl, please take care of them !"

And the two thugs were immediately snatched by the citizens, will be taken to the police station.

"Miss ?" He held Syila's shoulder.

"Don't touch me, please !"

"Dad..!" Syila curled up in fear with a sob.

"Don't be afraid, I'll help you."

"Mother..." The last word she said before she lost consciousness.

The man flicked the disheveled hair covering Syila's face.

"Miss wake..!" He noticed again, deg..

His chest rumbled furiously. See who the victim is. The woman who has been able to divert her world, which she seeks without direction and direction, which she longs for no reason, even she slipped a prayer even though she did not know her name, and now she is almost*sa by thugs.

His blood was like boiling, anger enveloping.

The stranger called the fathers who had snatched the thug. Give her business card to contact her where the thugs are responsible for her actions.

"Hey.get up !" He patted Syila's cheek gently. His heart did not stop beating.

"God what happened to you, you're hurt." He said very worried.

He immediately carried Syila, took her to his car and he called the family doctor to go to his house immediately.

Between sad and happy, sad because of the bad luck that befell him. And happy because he found this woman again.

***

The man had just left the orphanage he often visited, then visited the boarding school special children could not afford. Because he is too busy chatting with children he forgets time. He came home in the afternoon and it was raining too.

Then go home looking for a shortcut, for some reason when you see the motorbike parked carelessly and there is a woman's bag that fell not far from the motorbike, her instincts carry there. And it is true that there is a crime, which makes him even more surprised is the victim.

A foreign woman without knowing her identity who has managed to destroy her heart and mind.

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