Love Stifled By Destiny's

A terrifying kidnapper

It happened so fast that people did not know about our frightening situation. Mom and I hugged each other. The body trembled to see a group of people wearing black hoodlums and masked can only show the nose and eyes, which have now kidnapped us. There were only three people who got in my mom's car and the other kidnappers were right in the car that drove in front of us.

"Who are you and what's going to kidnap us? If you want treasure, I can give you as soon as you need!" said mom broke down her fears to try to negotiate.

"Shut up! Don't talk much. Just follow our orders to take you where you are going!" answer one of the lash-haired kidnappers.

Not many more questions from my mouth, making us even more frightened. Mr. Jono just kept quiet with his face so tense, maybe it was the same with us who felt scared.

Plontos-headed kidnappers replaced the steering wheel of the car, to take us who no longer knew where to take. I also could not escape continue to hug my mother's body, with sweat began to pour wet my clothes, due to an extraordinary fear. Mama and I sat in the back seat, accompanied and closely guarded by the kidnappers who sat to our left and right. The man with a flapping head was not free to hold a knife, which might feel very sharp from the white of the knife which was glistening shiny due to sunlight, making us even more terrified.

From the rearview mirror I can see like Iwan's motorbike speeding up, which is likely trying to chase our car. Because I know their bodies, so it's not hard for me to recognize Alex and Iwan. A feeling of relief felt once for me now, there is finally someone who can save us. But the mind is chaotic, not out of thought due to the thought of the two of them.

"Aaah .. why are you stupidly chasing our car, you should have reported to the police," murmured in annoyance.

"Ma, look .. look at that," I pointed to the rearview mirror.

"Heem, what's up Amel!" mama turned around whispering.

"Behind it looks like Iwan and Alex are going to save us" I replied, slowing down the sound again.

It seems that it was Alex and Iwan, who were still following our car in the back without being noticed by the kidnappers.

"Thank God then, Amel," she whispered again.

"Hopefully they don't lose track of us and can catch up" she added.

"Yes, ma. Hopefully they can save us" I said.

"Why are you whispering? What are you guys talking about?" gritted thugs hairy pussy

The fat-haired thug tried to sharpen his fingers on his forehead without any blood coming out or wounds. It seems like the thug tried to scare us, seen from the look of his sharp eyes, so that makes me drown my head afraid to tighten my arms at mama.

"There's nothing!" my voice is trembling with fear.

"You must be lying" he shouted.

"What my son said. We were just talking about the problem of wanting to go to the toilet, but because it has not reached the destination yet, so I can hold it as much as possible so that later do not wet the car. So it's still a while to go? And where are we going?" mom's explanation breaks the tension.

"You're quiet, how chatty your mouth is, huh. You don't have to ask too many questions, you will be taken where you will be!" he snapped it with a knife and threatened it to my mother's neck.

"Om .. ma .. af .. oo .. om. What my mother said was true and unintentional, which she really wanted to go to the toilet" I stammered in fear.

"You should be quiet too. If you ask a lot more questions, we won't hesitate to kill you here directly, understand?" snapped again.

"Yes .. Yes Om, we will be silent. We will obey all your commands and will not wonder anymore" I replied tensely.

I began to tear, as it was already a complete tremble of fear that words could not say anymore how we felt afraid now. Seeing the reins of the kidnappers' bodies and bringas, it made me even more terrified of fear.

"Ha .. ha .. ha, look .. see how stupid they are! Ha ... ha .. ha, you little whiny girl," the laughing voice of the kidnappers.

"Ha .. ha .. ha, really boss."

I don't know what's funny in me. Though I sobbed with fear, but they laughed with satisfaction as if it were all a cuteness.

Maybe almost an hour more our car circled around, entering the towering area of the tree with its leaves so thick. The streets are so unpleasant it feels so winding. It could feel like the car we were riding in was swaying left and right. None of the houses around made me more scared, because the destination of the kidnappers seemed far from the residential area, making it difficult for all of us if there was a chance to escape.

Slowly the car in front began to stop, which was followed along with our car that had stopped as well.

"Pick out you guys!" have the thugs yell rudely at us.

"Let's sneak, haiiist slow as hell as you are," tell those who don't.

We can only move with our mouths silent, no words. Screaming the kidnappers told us to get out of the car immediately. Every now and then their hands pushed me, mama, and Mr. Jono, to hurry up.

Impatiently waiting for our footsteps to go a little slow, they continued pushing forcefully and violently at us.

When entering a room, it turns out there are three chairs that are neatly lined up but have been separated. We told him to sit in the chair with his hands and feet tied between the wooden chairs, making us now very difficult to move let alone run away.

My eyes did not go around looking at the surroundings, it seemed like this was a long-abandoned wooden shed. Seen once, a lot of large woods neatly arranged stacked each other, but the wood has begun to powder and weathered which is no longer the integrity of the wood.

"Well, can Alex find us?" the heart begins to speak for itself.

Fear began to approach in case Alex and Iwan could not catch up with us. Since the trip to this worn-out warehouse, Iwan's motorbike was no longer visible from behind following us.

"O Allah, save us all in peace. Help Alex and Iwan find out where this place is hiding, so they can save us safely," I began to pray in my heart.

The thug tried to get close to Mama, releasing his hands and a lump of cloth in his mouth.

"Here you are ... Here" the rude thug ordered, as mama began to rebel against her body.

"You sign this?" the door is rude.

"I don't want to" refused my mother.

"Haisst, hurry .. hurry!" pinta rude thug again while thrusting pen.

"What do you mean? Why should I sign this?" mama's question was full of confusion over the files held by the kidnapper.

"Don't ask too many questions! Just sign it?" snatched one of the other kidnappers.

"I don't want to. Cuyhuiih!" saliva was spat out on the face of the kidnapper who was holding the file.

The pen that the kidnappers were proposing, dumped my mama in any direction that would make the pen disappear now.

"Basic brash. Plaak .. plaques!" a huge slap landed on my mother's cheek.

"Heem .. emm," my voice was restrained, as a result of being clothed with a cloth could not bear to see the pain of my mother.

"Quick the signature now. Bring ink here!" send the kidnapper to his friend.

"Yes, boss."

The men had already run away from sight, to take what was told.

"This ... this, boss!" as fast as lightning the men who were told to have returned.

"Come here ... come .. come on! Put your finger in this ink," rough the thug boss.

Mama's hair has been pulled back, with the position held tightly by the hands to immediately dyed inked. Without any more resistance from mama, her thumb was forcefully told to touch the paper by being held by thugs who had been hit by spit. The thumb finger has now been finished in the paper, who do not know what the contents inside it?.

"Ha .. ha .. ha, it turns out our business is quickly finished. Let's give this to the big boss," said the thug boss with a satisfied laugh.

"You will be destroyed right now and this is the result if you are disrespectful. Dare to spit in my face" said the kidnapper by pulling the hair of the mother firmly again.

"What do you really want?" ask mama curious.

"Have, don't ask you too much. What is clear is that you will accept regret, ha .. ha .. ha!" the thug boss's cheerful laughter.

"Ha .. ha .. ha, that's the boss!" another thug symbol laughed.

"Let's not let them all go, tie him up again. Oh yes, take good care of them until the big boss's orders are lowered" the thug boss ordered.

"Good boss," the kidnappers answered compactly.