My Love Teacher's

Trying to protect you

"A kidnaped?"

"Yes we're kidnapped" replied Aroon. "We're in the car now and we don't want to be taken where we are."

Cyra tried to untie the rope in her hand.

"Free, they bind us very strongly."

"Yes my hand until it hurts."

"Not been forced, and your hands were hurt." Sara Aroon. He seemed to be thinking hard. "Reverse your body."

"What's it for, sir?"

"Ssttt don't be hard later they know that we're conscious." Aroon. "I'll take off your hands with my teeth."

"Master sure you can?"

"Just follow my orders."

Cyra slowly turned her body, so as not to make a sound. After the position is perfect by using Aroon teeth trying to untie the rope. Long enough and of course it takes patience and finally Cyra's hand is free from bonding.

"Successful sir."

"Let go of the bond at your feet. Once you're completely free, you'll just untie me."

"Good sir." Cyra moved quickly, and in an instant she was perfectly free. He turned. "The lips of the master bleed."

"It's okay, let go of my tie fast."

"Well sir." Cyra quickly untied the rope in Aroon's hand. Finally all free.

"It looks like we were taken away from residential residents" said Aroon who had looked briefly at the window. "We stay here. Later if the car stops, we run away."

"Good sir."

And sure enough, before long the car stopped.

"The car's man stopped."

"Srsttt.. Wait for my command, as soon as the car door opens we kick strong - strong. Then we run."

"Good sir."

Aroon and Cyra waited for the car door to open in a tense atmosphere. I heard a faint - I heard the sound of them planning something.

"We killed the girl there.'

"What about men?"

"Just kill them, all that matters is that we get it done."

"You sent them a picture."

"It's been but here the signal's hard."

"It's okay - what's important is that their photos have been sent, just accept the payment."

"Yes, let's get executed soon."

The man opened the car door and Aroon and Cyra waited tensely. Aroon immediately coded Cyra to get ready. Akaakkk!!! with all her might Aroon and Cyra kicked that made the man bounce back.

"Hey! Don't run." shouted the other man and tried to block them. Aroon quickly gave a kick but the man was able to dodge. They got into a fight, while the man who bounced managed to get up and pull Cyra's hand.

Cyra could nimbly dodge even being able to punch the man in the stomach.

"Bro out, the prisoner escaped!" there was another man in the car as a driver. Rushed out with a sharp weapon.

The man who fought Aroon has been successfully paralysed. When Aroon was busy showering the man with punches, the man who served as the driver floated a sharp weapon from behind.

"Master! Watch out!" Cyra ran to prevent the man from pulling the knife into Aroon's body but the other man pulled his hand.

Aroon turned his head because of the warning call from Cyra. "Aarrgghhh!!!" his yell. Too late, although Aroon can be a little avoid but he still get the wound even though not too deep.

"Master!" cry Cyra worriedly. He then kicked the man who had pulled his hand. Taking off her grip, Cyra saw a stone the size of her fist. He quickly picked it up and smashed it into the man's head three times. Instantly fainted the man.

Cyra ran over to Aroon and helped him defeat the man who stabbed him earlier. "Master is okay - what?"

"It's okay - what. Let's get out of here."

Aroon and Cyra immediately ran and left the place. They ran and kept running. Finally, after getting away from the kidnappers, they found an old hut that was no longer inhabited.

"Our master stopped at that hut first" Cyra said. "We cover up your wounds first." Cyra saw a lot of blood coming out and Aroon's face was also pale.

"Alright, let alone this afternoon. Let's take a break."

Cyra had Aroon's body look weak. "Sit here first sir." Cyra immediately went around the hut to see the conditions. It turned out to be some kind of hut that someone once lived in, but now left behind. There is a lot of fragile wood. If there is a rainstorm in the house guarantee it will collapse. Cyra noticed there was a bale - bale (Bed from wood), some tools and also a water pump connected to the well.

"Ease the water is clean." he murmured. He pumped with all his strength and came out a fairly clear water. The water will be boiled to clean the wound and body of Aroon. After lighting the furnace, Cyra came back to Aroon. "How did you hurt him, sir?"

"It's okay, the wound isn't too deep."

"Yes but there's a lot of blood coming out." Cyra heartily saw Aroon's wounds. "What if your shirt comes off first, I'll clean the wound."

Aroon simply replied with a nod.

Cyra deftly took off Aroon's clothes, He then took the water he had boiled earlier and cleaned Aroon's wounds with heart - heart. Cyra was also forced to tear off Aroon's shirt to use as a bandage wound so that blood did not come out.

"Cyra."

"Yes sir."

"It's my job, especially the master has helped me a lot" Cyra replied. "Let's rest for a while, sir, I'll make a fire so we don't get cold." Cyra left Aroon alone. He was looking for wood near a furnace. Luckily, he found a match.

Because in the past he often helped my mother turn on the wood stove so it was not a difficult thing for her. After the fire burned perfectly Cyra immediately used the remaining water to wash her face and body sweat from running.

Cyra checked Aroon's condition again.

"Cyra why it's so cold."

"Cold? The fire I've lit is less big." Cyra saw Aroon's shivering body, which meant that he was really cold. Cyra held Aroon's forehead. "Master fever."

Cyra took the water behind her that she was going to use to compress. The rest of Aroon's clothes were torn off he used to compress.

"Cyra."

"Yes sir."

"Close to."

Cyra obeyed Aroon's orders and sat down beside him. "Yes sir."

"If I die, please take care of Gio for me. He's so according to you.'

"Master don't say that, we'll be fine. And gather like old times."

"My body feels weak, Cyra, and this cold is piercing my bones."

"So I'll get a cloth or a blanket who knows if there's a master."

"Don't leave me." pinta as she continues to hold Cyra's hand.

"No I won't leave master, I'm gone for just a moment." quickly Cyra backwards, he looked for if there was any cloth he could use to envelop Aroon's body. And he found a cloth that was not too thick, but quite warm Aroon's body. "I found him, sir, easy - I hope you don't get cold anymore."

"How's it?"

"Still cold Cyra." Aroon's body still looks shivering.

Well how is this? What am I supposed to do? thought Cyra. Did I just hug. Usually, mountain climbers if cold will hug each other. Cyra then ventured into embracing Aroon's body. "Sorry my master was forced." he murmured softly. Aroon was silent, and he closed his eyes.

"Cold." deliriously.

Cyra tightened her embrace. "Hold on a minute, sir." God, why does it feel so long tonight, Cyra thought. He again checked Aroon's condition, his body was not shivering but still feverish. Cyra's a little relieved.

He still faithfully embraced Aroon staring at the burly man in front of him who was now rolled helpless. The man who always protected her even up to this second. Cyra rubbed Aroon's injured lips from removing the rope, she was very pity and her eyes were glazed. Unknowingly he approached and placed his lips on Aroon's lips, in his kiss the lips were slow.

Cyra. God, what have I done, why do I kiss your lips? I'm fucking crazy! Cyra looked panicked. Over and over again he took a breath and exhaled slowly. How disgusting I am, daring to kiss the master in an unconscious state. What a difference I have with Denisha, Cyra thought to herself. He began to shed tears, rubbing slowly and quietly. "I'm sorry sir."

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This morning Aroon woke up, his body was not as feverish as last night. He blinked - opening his eyes. Whose feet are these, he thought. Aroon looked up, seeing Cyra who was still fast asleep with her faithful hand holding her. So last night I slept in Cyra's arms.

Aroon tries to wake up but his movements wake Cyra up.

"Master is up?"

Aroon. Cyra immediately confirmed her body temperature. "Oh thank goodness it's not fever" he said with a smile of relief. "Master sit down first, I'll take some water to wash my face." Cyra stood up and "Aaawww!!!" his yell.

"Why?"

"Sorry, my legs are tingling" Cyra replied. He tried to walk even with a limp. Behind him he saw a wheelbarrow. Come up with an idea. "Please wash your face, this water is clean."

"No sir. This place is far from the settlement." answered Cyra. "But sir don't worry. I have an idea."

"The idea?"

"It's an idea to get out of here" he replied confidently.

"the way? My body is so weak, Cyra. Won't be strong for long, will you carry me?"

"Calm down, we're using the wheelbarrow, sir. Behind this hut is an unused wheelbarrow, we can use it."

"All right come on."

Cyra grabbed Aroon and placed him on the wagon. Cyra slowly pushed him. It's a little heavy, but it's better than carrying. Could have broken his bones.

They walked for almost an hour, Cyra was already exhausted and arrived - there was a motorbike passing by carrying straw. Cyra immediately called the father.

"Sir please! Please sir!" it was the scream that made the rider stop. "Pak can help my master, he is injured and needs to go to the hospital immediately."

"Take on my bike, ten more kilos there's a residential village, there's a puskesmas."

"Thank you sir." Cyra helped his master get on the bike. He just climbed in the back. He was so grateful that my father wanted to help him. Kira - about twenty minutes they arrived at the puskesmas. Because there were no doctors, the health care workers willingly drove them to the nearest hospital by using village ambulances.

Arriving there Aroon immediately get treatment. The wound must be stitched and sterilized. Aroon also got a blood donor, it was done so that his body was not weak due to the loss of a lot of blood. While Cyra borrowed a phone to contact Mr. Uo. He told me the real condition. Soon Shamsudin picked them up. It turns out that the kidnappers took them all the way to Sidoarjo.

"We are happy sir." said Cyra with a happy smile.

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