My madam, my poison

My madam, my poison
Her hero?



"Please! Help me!" scream as loud as possible. I wish anyone would come and help me.


"Woi! Let go of Azzura!" exclaim mr. Amin.


"Don't worry so, old man. We just want to take your employer for a little while" said the man who grabbed me by the arm.


"By Allah! I won't go with you!" As strongly as possible I clung to one of the car's rearviews while the man kept forcing me into his car.


"That's a cute kid too bro! It must be expensive to sell," said one of the men.


"No! I won't let my granddaughter come with you!" Mom told Lyra to hide behind her body.


Apparently the man is getting more desperate. She pushed her mother's body to the point of making her fall on the paved ground.


"Grandma!" lyra screamed as the man forcibly lifted his body and carried her into the car.


"Let's go in!" The man kept forcing me to get in his car. While Lyra who's already in there doesn't stop calling me


"Mother! Lyra's scared! Hu .. hu .. hu …"


I had to admit defeat when the man managed to push me into that Jeep. I immediately grabbed my daughter's body that looked so scared.


"Let's go before anyone sees us!" yells.


There's nothing I can do but surrender. I don't know where these two men are going to take us. What happened next is beyond belief. Their Jeep suddenly got stuck. One of the men tried to turn it on many times but the car's engine was off.


"Brengseeks! Why won't the car drive?!"


"L-it looks like we're out of gas, boss."


"Basic fool!"


I used their carelessness to escape. While carrying Lyra, I pushed the door of the car and rushed down from the car. Damn, the back of my clothes was stuck in a car seat. As a result, Lyra and I fell.


Even though I had managed to get out of the car, the two men had not given up. Now their target is Lyra. Both of them tried to force my little girl out of my arms.


"Please! Help u! The kidnapper!" my yelling.


With God's permission, help comes. A silver-colored sedan stopped not far from my car.


"What's up, Mom?" tanyakanya.


"These two men want to kidnap my daughter!"


"Take the kid off or I'll call the cops!" threaten the man. On the street with minimal illumination I could not see his face clearly.


"You don't interfere!" send one of the men.


Suddenly the man in the suit took a jack not far from my car and threw it right into the head of one of the men.


"Ouch!" his screeches. A second later his body collapsed on the paved ground.


"Do you want your fate to be the same as your friend? Before I call the police quickly leave this place!"


"Ampun .. pardon .. Sir. I give up." The man ran off on the ridge without caring anymore about his friend or his car.


"Mom and daughter are you okay?" ask the man.


From a close distance I could see clearly who the man's face was.


"Sir Herdian?"


"Well, Miss Azzura?"


"Thank God you came at the right time. Otherwise the two different ones would have kidnapped my daughter" I said.


"Where are the nights you and your family going?"


"I intend to come to my brother's house on Anyelir street. Suddenly, my car broke a tire. That's when the two men came they forced me and my daughter into their car" he said.


"On the road that is minimal lighting like this is prone to criminal acts, ma'am," said Haikal's father.


"Mother, Lyra is afraid .. Lyra wants to go home" said my daughter.


"We have to go to Uncle Keenan's house, honey. Uncle Keenan and his family mean we're waiting for us" I said.


"Lyra wants to go home, hu .. hu .. hu…"


"My advice, you better take your daughter home now. This incident may have left him a little traumatized" said Mr. Herdian.


"Yes, Mom. We'll just tell Keenan that we can't come because we're going through something like this." Mr. Amin chimed in.


"Oh yeah, I'm okay, right?" I asked the mother who had been pushed by one of the two bad men.


"Mother's hands are scuffed, son."


"Astaghfirullahaladhim's chat. Yes, we go home now" I said.


"Let's talk to Keenan."


"Come, Mom. I follow your car from behind" said Mr. Herdian.


"Sorry to trouble."


"It's okay."


"Sir Amin, let's go home."


"Good, Mom."


"Sir Amin drove my car towards the road home, while Mr. Herdian's car followed behind him.


"Thank you, sir, for escorting us home" I told Mr. Herdi shortly after I got out of my car."


"Together, Mom."


"Thank you, Haikal's father. Tomorrow at school I will tell him that his father has become a hero and help us" said Lyra who responded to Mr. Herdian with a smile on her lips.


"Yes, I'm going home first. Assalamu'alaikum."


"Getishalight."


Mr. Herdian then got back in his car. Not long after he left my yard.


I was just taking Lyra into her room when suddenly my phone rang. Apparently Keenan called.


[Hello, Assalamu'alaikum]


[Wa'alaikum. Where are you guys? The show will start soon]


[Sorry, we can't come to your house]


[Well, why?]


[We actually left. But, ..]


[But why?]


[In the middle of the road my car broke a tire. When Mr. Amin was installing a spare tire suddenly appeared two men who you do not know. They tried to kidnap me and Lyra]


[Astaghfirullah! Then, how are you guys doing now? Did the kidnapper hurt you?]


[The kidnapper did manage to force us into his car. Thank God God for helping us. The kidnapper's car suddenly got stuck. But they haven't given up. Their target was also Lyra. I screamed as loud as I could as they took Lyra away from me. That's when someone came and helped us. He threw one of the kidnappers with a tire jack on my car, causing him to get injured and fall unconscious. The kidnapper's friend was terrified and eventually chose to leave without his car]


[Alhamdulillah, if you survive]


[The incident left Lyra terrified and a little traumatized. Plus the mother experienced abrasions because it was driven by one of the kidnappers. That's why I decided to turn around and go home. Say my apology to your mother, tonight we cannot come to attend Gibran's four-year anniversary at your home]


[Yes, I'll tell mom. Assalamu'alaikum]


[Wa'alaikumsalam]


- interrupted call


***


Next morning.


I began to wonder who exactly was the person who had twice sent me a bouquet of flowers. Is it just a prank job or is it true Mr. Amin said, there is someone who secretly admires me.


That morning I accidentally snooped out from behind the living room window. I wish I could figure out who the actual sender of the bouquet was.


Almost half of me stood behind the living room window, but no one showed up. Just as I was about to end my reconnaissance, a tall man stepped into the porch of my house with a bouquet of flowers in his hand. I couldn't see the man's face because he was wearing a hat and a mask.


"Wait on! Who are you!" my yelling.


The man turned to look at me.


Because of the rush, the hat worn by the man also fell down to show his haircut.


"It seems like the haircut is no stranger to me" I murmured.


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