MY HUSBAND'S A BOY

Besieged

I feel someone patting this shoulder. The sound of people calling me faint. I flinched, and observed around. This chest still feels very tight.

"Hey, what's the big brother?" Nita looked at me full of search. He's back apparently. Then where's my husband?

"Where's husband? He's alive, right?"

Nita's forehead wrinkled, her eyes narrowed. "Husband?"

Quickly I nodded. "So he came here to digeletin us, kept him .. he was shot and not breath." My tears broke again.

Nita rubbed this shoulder. "Calm down, Brother! Looks like Brother's dream run out. My sister fell asleep."

I quickly wiped my tears and looked in disbelief. "So I was just a dream?"

Nita hesitated. "It seems so, brother. You see, Brother is here and no one has come to save us yet."

I pulled my hair back. Wiping tears on the cheeks. Sighing for relief repeatedly. I seemed to expect him too much to come to my rescue, so he was carried away with a dream like just now.

"I went to the toilet for a second, yeah. Wash your face" I said, Nita nodded.

I quickly rinsed my face when I heard a noise in the room. When I came out of the bathroom, there were 3 more girls. I was dumbfounded in front of the toilet door staring at the girls who had just been put here.

"Who else are you?" I asked while cutting the distance. The three girls I expected to be that age were crying.

"Sit here!" I said while patting the bed. They sat down, and I let them cry first. After I calmed down I asked them to introduce themselves.

The girl who was tall and tall with fair yellow skin, and straight hair with blonde hair claimed to be named Lita. Then the girl with bohai skin mature named Fifi. While the girl of medium stature, white hair tied ala ponytail claimed to be named Ani.

"You know each other?" ask Nita to the three girls. All three shook. I went deeper, and it turned out that the mode was the same. They were all approached via social media. Then with the mode will be invited to meet, then kidnapped and brought here. I don't know what purpose the kidnappers are for in kidnapping these young girls? Is this a human trafficking syndicate?

"Is anyone carrying a phone?" They all shakes. Just like us, his phone was also taken and stored by the kidnappers.

Not long after, the door knobs moved again. The next second the door opened. A fat-haired man came carrying a large tray containing food and drinks.

"Here, eat!" he said as he placed the tray on a small table beside the bed. If I hit, will my punch be felt in his burly, muscular body? Later if even he was angry and acted recklessly how? Nah! Nah! I can't be rash anymore.

"What exactly is your purpose in bringing us here for?" The man didn't answer my question. He then just left the room. The door is back closed. The three girls who had just come were still crying softly. Nita and I tried to calm them down.

"We eat, yuk!" take me. They look scared.

I put the plate that I had held back to where it was. Doubt ambushed for a moment. Finally we chose to hold back the hunger rather than having to eat that obscure food.

I returned to the curtains. This room is located on the second floor. From this wide window I could see out. It looks like it's getting dark out there. All around this house looks quiet there are only trees. I don't see any other house. Maybe this is some kind of villa located in the open. There was no sound of traffic either. There is only the sound of nature singing. The wind and the sounds of wild animals.

I sat back on the bed. Everyone was busy with their own thoughts. I held my stomach up because I was hungry. Again, the door opened from the outside. This time it was the plontos-headed man who came to check.

"Well, why hasn't the food been eaten?" ask the man. His eyes were fixed on the food on the table. A moment later gazed towards the five of us who were silent.

"The food is safe to eat. Eat up!" her word.

"Where do we know that food is safe to eat?" my many. The man proved it by tasting food a little on all the plates.

"Pure. Eat up!" The man handed out the plates in front of us one-on-one. Then out. I quickly devoured the food, because it could not stand the pain in the stomach. At first the four girls looked at me with horrified looks. Maybe I'm afraid of why-why after eating.

"Aman, really. Just eat! It feels good too" I said. The four girls started grabbing her plate with doubtful expressions, but were finally devoured by the side.

"Huh, amaaan, so later if we die we all die," I said.

"Yetoo!" shouted the four of them, continued the manyun. I continued to fall apart. Trying to melt the tense atmosphere.

"I'm still young and I don't want to die. Still want marriage, career," said Lita.

"I'm alsoaa," chimpal the other three compact girls.

"Hmmm, about who is it, who will come first to propose, die or mate?" godaku's. The four of them nodded and shouted.

"Don't that dong, Kaaak!" sulcan Ani's.

"Yes, sorry. I pray that we can all survive from here and in the future can live a happy and prosperous life." They are compact.

"Woi! Get out of you all!" yelled someone loudly. The five of us turned a deaf ear.

"Eh, what's that sound?" nita Lirih.

"Shhhh!" Ani hissed while gluing her index finger at the lips. We fell silent again.

"Get you out!" Again, a man shouted. His voice sounded familiar. Quickly I got off the bed and looked out of the window glass, but the owner of the voice was nowhere to be seen. He's on the other side of the house. Not long ago there was a sound of a motorbike that was very much approaching here. Surround this house. When viewed from his matching jacket, it looks like they're a motorcycle boy.