My Bow to the Destiny of Love

Amira's phone is gone

Two hours around the mall without anyone being bought. The four girls were sitting in a food court mall located on the ground floor.

"Eh, we've been two hours around a place this big. We're, don't buy anything. Huh, tired of me.." Tina gulped down the cold mineral water in front of her.

"What do you want to eat?" Alesha lifted the menu book and read out the food list.

"Same on all.." Tymphal Amira

"No no. must be different. If it's the same, we can't taste each other later." Tina snatched the menu book from Alesha's hand.

"Ayra, what do you want to eat?" Ask without taking his eyes off the menu.

"Anything. You guys choose." Chayra is busy with her phone.

"Eh, you're busy with your future husband. Four more days of application. Fasting is contacting each other. That's not a crooked hand what, scribbling continues from earlier."

"Send a message only. If you call, the video call has not been allowed since three days ago."

"Well, who is forbidden?"

"Tradition from the home region of the future mother-in-law."

Alesha, Tina and Amira looked at each other in astonishment.

"Mazing...!" Say three girls simultaneously.

"Great, you know. Sure, strong do not hear the voice of the prospective husband you know?" Amira took a bottle of Chayra and gulped it down the toilet.

"God willing, I am strong. Very strong even. Uh, how about my drinking water..." Chayra stared at the bottle. He had not been able to drink, the water was even spent by two friends.

Amira smiled grimacingly. "Sorry, I'm so thirsty. I'll buy it if I want to drink."

"It's okay. The same kind of thirsty man.." Chayra smiled sweetly.

"Wiihh, cool. You have a very high level of sincerity." Amira reached into her phone from the small sling bag she always wore everywhere. "Where is my phone?"

Chayra turned to look at Amira. Raising his shoulders when he saw that his friend was still busy looking.

"It's really not my phone." Take out the whole bag.

Alesha and Tina stared at Amira. They shrugged their shoulders just like Chayra did.

"Lho went to the toilet. Maybe you live there." Said Alesha while eating the food that had been served in front of her.

"Gue didn't bring the bag. I'm staying here."

"Maybe you don't bring it, but you don't remember." Tina Typal.

Amira thinks. Maybe he didn't bring a cell phone. But, as he remembered when he picked up Chayra earlier, he had a call with Chayra. "Nope, I brought it. I'll have a call with Ayra before I get to her house."

Three of his friends shrugged their shoulders.

"Then, we'll search together. We finish this food first. Later even a cold hunt because of looking for a mobile phone."

"Mm. gini aja. Ayra, try calling my phone number. Active means that my phone is fine. But, if it's not active, it means my phone is somewhere now."

"Track down on her whereabouts."

"Try calling first. Don't bother."

Chayra nodded following the instructions from Amira. "Your number is active, Mir. Here, you can hear yourself." Chayra placed her phone near Amira's ear.

"That means your phone is still safe. Already, we eat first. We will think again about the fate of mobile phones." Tina Yoke.

Amira just nodded. Although his face was beginning to look agitated. Last week he bought a cell phone, now he's gone.

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That night after establishing Isha prayer, Chayra went to the family room because there was something that Mr. Ismail wanted to convey to him. However, his phone suddenly rang. He paused his intention and grabbed his phone lying on the bed.

Ayra, come out and pick me up. I was in front of the house.

Chayra knitted her brows reading the message. "Ngapain Amira comes here at night." Lirih. Type reply for Amira.

Why don't you just type the door. Keep saying good greetings, right?"

"Eh, this afternoon the feeling of the phone was gone. Thank God he found it." Say again.

Ting..!

Chayra looked back at her phone.

I'm scared, please pick me up. Brother Ardian is looking for me.

"Oh my God, why the hell, that guy really bothers Mira. What the hell does it want. Huh.."

Over there, the sender of the message was upset because Chayra did not want to go out.

I found it. Please, I don't want Ardian to see me. I'm across the street under a big tree. I beg you, Ayra.

Chayra knitted her brows. Amira is usually never like this. The language is a little different too.

This is you, right, Mira?

Ting...!

Geez, I don't believe it anyway. It's me Amira. Cepetan dong, Ayra. I am so scared..

Chayra took a deep breath. Think for a moment before finally confirming Amira's request.

Yeah, I'm out now. Wait there and don't go anywhere.

Chayra put the phone down. But he took it back. The tree was about a hundred meters from his house. That means he'll walk a little far. If he has a cell phone, it will be easier to contact anyone if something happens.

"Sit here, son." Miss Santi patted the sofa next to her when she saw Chayra coming and just stood up like a confused person.

"Eh, anu, Mom. Ayra's gonna pick up Amira for a minute."

"Where?" Santi was a little surprised.

"Yes, Son. It's already night." Tymphal Bu Ainun.

"Not far, Ummi. Amira waited for Ayra in front."

"Lho, why don't you just go in. He usually comes straight here." Said Miss Santi

"Shy she said, Mom. Maybe because there is Zidane. He was impressed by Zidane.

"Lho, what am I?" Zidane Timpal.

"Lha. is Zidane's brother a man. Amira is a woman. Naturally dong, if he is amazed by Brother Zidane."

Zidane poked his lips. "His name is also handsome. Everywhere there must be a lot of admiration."

"Hoek. looks like a kayak slab."

"Eh, uh, put on a hina show moustache all. This is a big price for Zidane. Thin mustaches make him look even more handsome." Down his eyebrows while rubbing his thin mustache.

Chayra shook her head slowly. Arguing with Zidane would have no end if he had not relented. "Let Ayra pick up Amira first. Brother Zidane wait here. Don't go into the room before Ayra comes back."

"Hmm.." replied Zidane in short.

"Yes already, son. Careful, yeah. Call your friend's name if he's invisible." Said Mr. Ismail.

"Kan Ayra just wants to go ahead, Abah. There are also many in front. It's also only nine." Zidane is chiming in.

Chayra smiled gently. "Assynoltomodel.."

"Wa'alaikumsalam.."

Chayra drowned after coming out of the house. Looking at the big tree that Amira meant from the front gate of her house. "Not too far. God willing, safe." he said trying to strengthen himself. By saying basmalah, he walked slowly closer to the tree that Amira meant.

Chayra knitted her brows in wonder. "Nobody" he said slowly after arriving. "Mira, Mira, where are you. Here I come. Come on, let's go home now."

Chayra was getting weird. There is no word from anyone. That place really looks lonely.

"Amira, Amira, where are you?" Call again. Turn around, try to find Amira's whereabouts.

However, he was startled by the appearance of a masked man who was already standing behind him.

Chayra immediately retreated. His eyes were wide, his chest was pounding because he was really scared. "M.. Mira, k. You're j. Don't joke, M.. Mir."

The man behind the mask just smiled cynically.

"S. s. who. k. you are. s. actually. Where's Amira?"

The man smiled again. Walk closer to the Chayra.

New Chayra will scream for help.

The man silenced his mouth with a black cloth. Some time Chayra thrashed trying to escape. However, suddenly his gaze darkened and his body went limp.

The man gave a small smile looking at the limpless Chayra helplessly. "Bring in the car." His orders were on his two friends coming out of the bushes.

The man took off the mask that covered his face. Smiled cynically towards Chayra who had just been put in the car.

"The revenge is just about to begin" he said softly, smiling triumphantly.

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