
A car came and took Dara into it by force. After entering from behind a person smothers his mouth with a handkerchief that has been drugged. Instantly Dara's body drowned and unconscious again.
Dara woke up when she heard the commotion. He opened his eyes and saw several women standing around the room with faces crying and terrified. Dara then worked her eyes out. Where is he at the moment? inner Dara.
His head was sore and dizzy. He held his head and tried to get up.
"Where is this?" muttered weak Dara. He looked through the whole room. It was a room with several bunk beds. There are two doors in the room. One opened a little maybe it seemed like it was the bathroom door and another one might be the exit.
The room was tightly closed with only ventilation above the main door.
"I don't know for sure I know we're here because it's going to be sold by those people" said one woman, bowing her head.
"Sold on?" Dara straightened her head ignoring her dizziness. He observed all the women, there were about ten people. Most of them were young women and still young even seemed to be underage. And there's one kid who looks like he's a kid probably about fourteen.
They look bad, most of them hurt. There was even a woman with a swollen face.
"Yes, we are victims of human trafficking" the young woman said in tears. On his lips was a bruise.
"Is the wound because of what they did?" ask Dara.
The woman held her lips. "Yes I tried to fight back and they slapped me hard in the face until I fell and fainted."
Dara clenched her hands hard. "Are you kidnapped just like me?"
"If I go to this city invited by a friend to be lured to work for a big fee in fact I was trapped and taken to this place," said the woman sobbed. One woman in front of them came up and hugged the crying woman.
"And I've been here more than two weeks, I've been here too because I'm interested in the job of a high-paying hotel maid. In fact I was even held captive here," said one more woman while shedding tears. Dara's eyes were fixed on one teenage boy.
"She's Nara, the first time she came here she was wearing a blue white school dress. After we asked him, he said he was kidnapped by some people when he came home from school and forced into a car."
"Didn't you guys mean to fight back?" ask Dara.
"We have all fought back but their numbers are many and they are strong men. Our energy is not worth their energy."
"From that moment we spoke but did not know each other, introduce my name Dara" he said, extending his hand.
"My name is Elin" said the woman whom Dara had spoken to.
"If I were Ratna" said the woman in front of him.
Not long after that the door opened wide. Enter the big man behind them a man of smaller stature but sturdy from the look of his face Dara can judge if the man was about forty-five years old. Looks like the man is the head of the criminal who kidnapped him.
"That's the boss, beautiful, young and fresh" said one of the big men. The man then approached Dara. She was about to hold Dara's chin, but Dara spat in her hand.
"Well, you see," the man handed his hands to the guards and then they wiped his hands with a handkerchief. "You're really pretty, but baby you look fierce. If others do I will beat them up but you are among my most valuable assets so you must not be scuffed or hurt because it will reduce your value later." After that the man immediately grabbed Dara's hair hard and one hand traced her face. His head was tilted with a cruel smile coming out of his pure white face.
Dara felt disgusted to be touched by the man. His eyes sharpened, filled with the flames of rage his mouth, tightly clenched.
"Wide eyes with a perfect nose, sexy lips and a well-rounded body. A little polish will make you look like an angel" the man continued
"Take good care of him lest there be any injuries on his body. I'll offer it to the middle east country. There he can certainly do expensive," the man ordered his guards.
"When are we taking these girls to Singapore?" ask the guards.
"Tomorrow at night, especially for him I will take him myself to an Indonesian hotel but before that I will offer it to my customers" said the man then left the place.
Dara breathed out a loud breath. He then threw his face away. His face was red and his eyes were teary.
This is the kidnapping she had for the second time. If the first one he was forcibly taken by his boss to a warehouse and he still survived because there were only them there. If there are a few men here. He couldn't possibly fight them alone.
Dara then thought of a way. He remembered keeping his phone behind his belly jeans.
"What is a bathroom?" ask Dara to Ratna.
"Yes" said Ratna.
"I want to go back" said Dara. He rushed into the bathroom. And close it tightly. His hand reached into his jeans. Thankfully, the phone was still there. It's already six in the morning and here there's no signal. Thought Dara. There is a small window above the toilet. Dara then went up to the toilet and looked for a signal. Thankfully, the signal went into his phone.
He can now see there are dozens of chats from Kris asking the situation of Dara. And a few calls into this phone.
Dara then typed something into wa.
'Chris help me! I was kidnapped and sold by the mafia. Don't call me because it's dangerous enough to find out where I'm passing this GPS signal. Please help me because I only have you right now.'
The message was sent to Dara. He then did not activate all kinds of calls as it would be very dangerous for him. He also made a power saving menu.
After that, he slipped his cell phone back behind the front pants. Entering it so that no one sees or suspects because one strange move on him will make every step he makes will be destroyed.
"Kris help me!" thought Dara. Only that man could hope for. If he doesn't help her then it will end his future and his life. But would Kris be that good at helping him?