Love One Night

Go home

"Wait ..., does Grandma have anything to do with Kevin."

Kartika grabbed the old woman's arm to find out what exactly happened.

The old woman looked at Kartika with a cynical smile. A moment later Salamah let go of Kartika's hand grip violently until it was released easily.The old woman walking through Kartika died alone in the crowd.

"Hi, pretty come with me." A drunk man approached her. Kartika was forced to flee. Running in no direction to avoid the drunk man.

Kartika has no purpose where he should take refuge and ask for help. The house he has no. Her husband threw it away.

Kartika kept running away from all the male gazes that teased her.

A father approached himself who was sitting on the sidewalk because he was tired after running.

"It's dangerous here, come with me!"

Kartika looked at the old man in front of her. Kartika wanted to trust the old man in front of her. The woman wished that the man in front of her was a good old man. However, Kartika is still careful he was afraid of lying again.he could have been made a satiating old father's napsu in front of him. Kartika shuddered in horror if he imagined it.

O Allah protect me from those who want to do evil to me. You are my only refuge.

Kartika followed the footsteps of the old man walking in front of her. Arriving in a simple house. Kartika is in.

Kartika according to although his heartbeat is now irregular between fear and belief.

"Rest."

The old man let Kartika into the room. Kartika's heart rate is getting worse.

Kartika wanted to trust the old man so she ventured into the house.

Kartika according to lay her body on the bed. Then the old man covered her and told her to close her eyes.

"Sleep, get your body fresh."

Kartika just looked at him and tried to close her eyes. Old man came out of the room. He knew Kartika felt awkward towards him.

Kartika can breathe a sigh of relief. It turns out that guy was a good guy.

All right, immediately go to Holy sleep so that your body becomes refreshed.

Kartika woke up when he heard someone was busy in the kitchen and smelled the smell of fried rice from the kitchen. The bride dressed in bridal clothes sat on the side of the bed.

Kartika felt that her body was fresher than before.

The woman stepped out of the room. His eyes stared at the entire room and then he sat back down on the chair in the living room. The old man came over in his hand carrying a plate of fried rice. He put a plate out of his hand. Kartika looked at the old man receiving a rice plate from his hand.

"Eat so you have the energy to get out of here."

"You're telling me to go?"

"I'm sorry it's inappropriate that we live in one house, I just want to help you."

Kartika stopped chewing the rice in her mouth. Why did he help me? and now tell me to go? If there is no intention to help, just undo your intention earlier. My heart that had calmed down a little was now back. Where should I go and find shelter?

Kartika picked up the glass filled with white water and hurriedly gulped down its contents. His throat suddenly became a fiber instantly.

"Go home your family, will surely receive you back."