My Love Teacher's

I'm sorry Cyra

Cyra blinked - blurting her eyes to see the situation around her as it looked dark.

"Where am I?" muttered. Cyra saw the room that was like a warehouse with wood - neatly piled up.

Ceklek. door open. Enter a man with a very thick brew carrying a rope in his hand. "Oh you're awake apparently."

"Where's this? Who're you?"

"You don't need to know who we are."

"But what's my fault, I don't have a penny."

"It's not about the money, miss. We didn't kidnap you for ransom."

"If not for ransom please let me go."

"Hahahahhh. We're just waiting for orders from the boss."

"Who's your boss?"

"Miss doesn't need to know."

Cyra fell silent again, her body feeling weak from not being fed. His hand felt sore because the rope bond was too strong. The kidnapper approached her with a sly smile. With a squat the man's bewok stroked Cyra's cheek.

"Please don't." Cyra looked away.

"Just calm down, without orders from the boss I won't eat you even if I want to. A girl as beautiful as you is so dear to be taken away."

The man tied Cyra's leg.

"Why are my legs tied. Can't I escape yet?"

"I'm just watching because your brain is clever. You're gonna find a way to escape,"

Cyra took a deep breath, and she gave her life to God. "May I have a drink."

"Sorry miss, the boss didn't order us to give you anything." replied the man as he walked out and re-locked the door.

Cyra shed tears. Why did his life become like this. His only intention was to find a job and help his parents' debt. He could only leave all this to God, there must be a beautiful plan for him. He remembered with both parents, if anything happened - what with him how later with the lives of his parents.

"Oh my god, who would do this to me? Please save me?" her prayer. "The Aroon." he murmured softly and closed his eyes again.

Meanwhile on the Plantation..

"How did you guys find any traces of that car?" ask Aroon.

"Last by CCTV footage the car traffic was on top of the master. In the Bandung area."

"The humming was broad Sulaiman, I asked for a more specific one. It's been two days Cyra's been kidnapped!" Aroon looked emotional.

"The police are also still no news, sir, but they're still searching."

"It's not usually that you're slow like this."

"I'm sorry sir, because the clues we've got are too few."

Drrr... Drrrttt got a message into Aroon's phone. He hurried to open and was surprised by the incoming message. "Cyra!" his yell. The message contained a picture of Cyra limping with her hands and feet tied. Not long after the phone rings with an unknown number.

"Hello!"

"Good afternoon Mr. Aroon."

"Who are you?"

"Haha.. Calm.. Relax sir. What about the photos we send. Nice right?"

"Where's Cyra? Release her!"

"Don't rush, mister. Enjoy the game from us."

"What are you asking for? The money? Howmany? Just so you set the girl free."

"Hmmm... Very interesting offer from sir. But it is a shame that we have to refuse the offer. We don't need the money."

"What do you guys need? I can give you guys just let that girl go."

"We want you."

"Me?"

"Well right, we want you."

"Well, where can we barter?" without a second thought Aroon agreed to the kidnappers' request.

"Please sir, wait for information from us. Remember don't call the police." The call ends.

"Hello! Hola! Hello!" shout Aroon. "Aaacch!!! Shit!"

Sulaiman tried to calm down Aroon who was very emotional. He ruffled - his hair. "That's the kidnapper's phone."

"What do they want sir?"

"I."

"Master don't go there. What if you were to be killed?"

"If I hadn't been there Cyra would have been killed."

"But mr___."

"Enough Sulaiman! I'll still go there. I don't want any lives sacrificed for my safety. He works on my farm so he's also my responsibility."

"Okay sir, forgive me."

"Remember not to let this information leak. Including the police."

"Okay sir." replied Sulaiman.

Drrtt.. Drrttt. The message goes back into Aroon's phone. He immediately opened it, and saw an address that he had to go to in order to exchange himself for Cyra. He did not tell Sulaiman.

"I'll go first. Remember Sulaiman took care of Gio for me."

"Be careful sir." Sulaiman tried to believe that his master could escape the kidnappers.

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Cyra wakes up and opens her eyes as the kidnappers untie her legs.

"You want to let me go?" ask her with hopeful eyes.

"No, we'll move you."

"Not asked much!"

The kidnapper brought Cyra's weak body into the car. Cyra knows where she is in the room. It was in a wood cutting factory. The factory was not too big and looked deserted, seemed to be long enough abandoned and away from the residential area.

They took Cyra somewhere, Cyra could smell the tea. Don't don't they take me to the tea plantation Cyra thought. That means it's pretty far from Bogor.

Kira - think almost thirty minutes they were on their way finally the car stopped. Which makes Cyra even more surprised they stopped at a pretty nice villa. Why did they bring me here? Don't don't want to meet the boss they call so often. Many questions were left unanswered in Cyra's mind.

"Let's get in fast!"

"Where is this?"

"Shut up!" the man slapped Cyra on the cheek.

"Hey don't be rude bro. Boss doesn't want him to get hurt."

"Stupid time!" the man who slapped Cyra dragged her into a room. He then throws Cyra's weak body onto the bed. Enter an old woman.

Who's the lady? think Cyra again.

"Clean her body and change her clothes with this." the man ordered as he handed her a bag of clothes.

"Good sir."

"Hey!" call the man to Cyra. "Don't try to escape, or I'll shoot you."

Cyra just kept quiet. The old woman untied Cyra and took her to the bathroom. Slowly the old woman cleaned her body using soap. Dry it with a towel and put on the clothes given by the man. A long dress black.

"Mom, please save me."

"I dare not. They're carrying guns."

"Mom, you just let me out that window."

"Don't neng, I'm just told to. I don't know what."

Cyra seemed to find an opportunity to get out, even if he was forced to sacrifice the old mother. "I'm sorry ma'am" said Cyra who suddenly pushed and then locked the bathroom door from the outside. Cyra then headed to the window. He tried to open it but it was locked from the outside.  Cyra was not at all desperate, he seemed to find strength, he took a chair and broke the window.

!praannkkk!!!

"What's that sound?"

"Don't don't don't the girl run away!"

"Let's see."

The kidnappers immediately entered and it turned out to be true, they saw Cyra who was trying to get out through the window. They quickly ran and pulled him inside.

"Deliver! Unhand me! Let me go!"

"Bad!" the man slapped Cyra on the cheek.

"Catch him! We have guests soon. Hurry along!"

The two men took Cyra to the bed. They tied Cyra's hands to the two on the bed support pole separately. Cyra's legs were also tied to two different support poles.

"What are you guys doing?!" Cyra keeps thrashing. "Let go!"

"Shut up!" said the brewok man. "Take the old woman out and get her out of here. Our guests are coming soon."

The other two men immediately took the woman out and were followed by the man. He seems to be the leader of the kidnappers. Who is the guest coming? Cyra asked - ask in her heart.

It had been almost half an hour he had bound her over the bed. His body was sick and weak. Her lips also seemed to be drying because they were not given any drink at all.

Meanwhile...

Aroon car stopped at a villa in Bandung area. In the villa it looked very quiet and the only villa that stood in the tea plantation. Aroon slipped his gun on his back waist. With caution and alertness he got out of the car. He entered into the villa with his probing gaze without a care.

Arriving from the back two men locked his hands back to make it difficult to move. And another man brought an injection. He immediately injected something into Aroon's neck.

"Let go! What'sthat?"

"Relax Mr. Aroon, after this we will take you to the paradise of pleasure."

"Apa.. What do you mean?"

"Haha.. Aren't you a widower for long enough." the man laughed. "Put him in the room."

The two men who were holding Aroon took him into a room. They pushed Aroon into the room. His body that staggered due to the injection made him fall down. Then they locked the door from the outside.

Aroon desperately tried to get up. And he was surprised at who was tied to the bed.

"Master!" peekkit Cyra's.

"Cyra!" shout Aroon. "Thank God I found you." Aroon staggered over to Cyra. His eyes were twitching - fireflies, his body was sweating and a little dizzy.

"Take me off, sir."

"Yes I'll let go."

"Why did you walk like that?"

"Of Cyra, they injected me with something. I don't know what they injected myself. And this is what happened to me." Aroon tried to untie Cyra but because his eyes were twitching - fireflies he became a bit difficult. His breath was also puffing.

"Don't don't don't be poison."

"Oh, my body feels hot."

"Quick sir! Before they come here."

Suddenly Aroon stopped his activities like he lost consciousness. Repeatedly he held his eyes. "Cyra why am I like this."

"What's it like, sir."

"I.. I feel excited."

"Master. Quickly untie the ties, I'll take the master out."

Aroon suddenly took off his clothes. "I'm overheating Cyra." It looks like her sweat is coming out of that burly body.

"What are you doing!!!"

Aroon who was without clothes climbed onto the bed. It's above Cyra. "I'm sorry Cyra."

"No sir! Don't!!!"

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