Kidnapped Love
Chapter 1 - Escape
Aliya Wijaya ran through a narrow passageway while confused. His goal is to hide from his father. His father's penchant for gambling made him have to lose some of his possessions. And in order to maintain his skincare factory, he forced his only son to marry his business partner's son.
Aliya allowed her sunglasses, trying to cover her cheeked face to be unrecognizable. The green scarf she wore covered her black hair that was as straight as a shoulder. He was in disguise.
The girl entered a crowded traditional market. His slim and tiny body was able to make him jostle easily looking for another door out of the market.
Aliya carried a black backpack with a silhouette of a cat containing some of her late mother's clothes and savings book. He had promised to use the money for his education if his father continued to gamble.
"Mom, sorry Liya yes, ma'am, hiks hyks," said the girl softly as she wiped the clear hair that did not feel falling on her small nose.
The girl's stomach suddenly rang and it felt very sore, "Duh laper again."
The girl turned to the meatballs across from a bank that Aliya was about to turn to.
Her slender legs stepped definitely towards that blue meatball wagon.
"Bang, meatballs mix one yes," pinta Aliya while showing her index finger.
"Beres, Neng," said the meatball trader.
"Bang, for fire dong!" pinta a young man wearing a hooded black jacket. The pair of jeans that the man was wearing was enough to make Aliya's nose uncomfortable. A musty smell tickles into the nasal cavity which instantly makes him feel nauseous.
This guy's clothes stink really, between not showering or his clothes are not washed for one week hiiyy...
Aliya tried to observe the young man's face, but could not. The man sat in front of Aliya showing his back.
Aliya's phone suddenly rang as the meatball dealer put down Aliya's order meatball bowl.
"Thank you, sir," he said, grabbing his phone from his backpack.
"Ngapain Ranti called me?" muttered Aliya then pressed the green phone button that connected her to Ranti.
"What, Ran?"
"Where areyou? is this your father looking for you?" ranti's voice whispered.
"I, ummm I'm in. Yeah, Ran, just tell me you don't know where I am. Drug Ranti sorryin me, yes," said Aliya then hung up her phone with her best friend.
"Duh change the number anyway," muttered Aliya then pull out the sim card in his phone and throw it away. It fell right on the man's head.
"It's yours, right?" said the man while offering a sim card belonging to Aliya. His face that Aliya had wanted to see was covered in a mask.
"Dispose, brother, not kepake, really," said Aliya.
"Other times if you want to throw garbage do not throw it carelessly! basic abege labil who likes to change numbers is not clear!"
The man throws Aliya's sim card into his meatball bowl and leaves.
"What a great deal of rest this guy, want to make it even more noisy!" Aliya kicked her desk while standing up.
"Neng, be patient don't do it, Neng is a woman, if Abang was like a thug, duh serem oruh if until Neng was any thug," said the meatballs comforting Aliya.
"Eventually my bowl is thrown like a gini, make a sewot!"
"What's the change?" tanyakanya.
"No need, Bang, you'll lose. I ate this one" said Aliya and sat back down to enjoy the meatballs in front of her.
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Aliya enters a private bank in her town that looks quite spacious.
"Can you help, Dek?" ask a security guard to Aliya.
"Ummm I want to take the savings, sir," Aliya said.
"Where's the first, huh?" ask the security guard.
The security guard observed the tiny body of the girl in front of him.
"I think it's still Junior High, because my son whose high Junior High is already like you," he said with a small laugh there.
"Father would praise what's insulting, anyway?" Aliya glanced at the guard.
"Don't be angry Neng, it will be beautiful. Well, Neng go there, then please take the queue number, then wait for the number to be called a teller yes," said Mr. Keeper.
"Okay, thank you, sir!"
Aliya's tiny body moved towards the number retrieval machine automatically. After getting his number, Aliya suddenly felt heartburn.
"You have to find a toilet!"
The girl turned her head to her right and left, her two eyeballs scanning quickly for notification marks that depicted the toilet.
"Well, the toilet's over there!"
Because he was too panicked when running, apparently Aliya entered the bathroom wrong. He entered the men's toilet without noticing the toilet in front of a different mirror. The girl went straight into an empty room to fulfill her natural calling immediately.
"Ah glad, lucky quiet."
Aliya flushed the toilet she just used. However, before he came out he heard two men talking from behind his door.
Well, if there are guys here, gee brazen, lest they accidentally enter the bathroom girls want to do brash.
Aliya who was already furious was preparing with her backpack to hit.
Don't you think I entered the toilet wrong?
Aliya did not open the lock slot of the toilet room door.
"The boss is here, Lex. Later you are ready to open the main safe, now you wait here first" said a man with a heavy voice giving orders.
"okay, Bang. I'm waiting here."
"Guns are safe, huh?"
"Faith, we are ready to stay against them" said Alex.
Aliya ventured to open the toilet door slowly. He saw the bank guard talking to a young man in front of the mirror.
"Yes, then I take care of it again, yes, you are ready to act later."
The man wearing the bank guard uniform patted the man on the shoulder in front of the mirror. Then he went outside.
That was the security guard earlier, and that was the guy who smelled musty earlier.
Alex took off his leather jacket, then opened his shirt. The man was bare-chested in front of the mirror.
Aliya swallowed her saliva heavily. This was the first time he saw the body of an athletic man with a perfectly plaid belly plastered in both of his brown eyes.
It felt like yelling and reaching out while prancing around like a fangirl who had just been shown her idol abs from the stage. Aliya covered her mouth with her palm tightly.
The man looked to his right and left.
"Kok, I feel like someone's watching, huh?" muttered.
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To be continue...
See you next chapter.
