My madam, my poison

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Hand tied and mouth covered duct tape alone has made me tormented, it turns out that after arriving at the car, the man also closed both eyes with a black cloth.

Moments later I felt someone sitting right next to me. That little body .. She must be my daughter, Lyra. The kidnapper must have done the same thing to Lyra: tie her hands and cover her mouth with duct tape. All I heard was the sound of his sobs.

"Yes Rabb .. Protect me and my daughter" my do'a in my heart.

We were in the car for a long time until we stopped somewhere.

One of the men pulled my arm and led me into a room. He told me to sit in a chair. I think they really let go of the rope that had tied my hands. But the rope just moved. The one that had tied my hand, now the rope tied my body.

A few moments later the man took off the black cloth that covered my eyes. It looked like a narrow and stuffy room. There was nothing but large cardboard boxes and barrels. Moments later another man carrying Lyra came into the room. He then laid the little body on an old sofa. But what happened to my daughter? Why are his eyes closed? Did he faint?

"What should we do with them, Max?"

"Boss just told us to keep them, and then leave this place."

"Boss? Who do they call boss? What does it mean that they are just being ordered?" my inner.

"Didn't the boss tell us to finish them off?"

"Our boss is a girl, man. He's not that cruel. But locking them inside this room could also make them die slowly."ko

"By Allah! Whoever has ordered you to abduct us, may Allah give him the right reward" in my heart.

"Sorry, Madam. We're just following orders, because all we need is money" said Max. He then threw just a cigarette butt that had been smoked earlier

"Let's go!"

"After this we're partying, Max." The two laughed before leaving the room and locking it from the outside.

"Liara! Lyras! Wake, Son!" I screamed in my heart while pushing the chair with my feet, but my efforts were in vain. My little princess did not flinch at all.

Suddenly I smell burning. Yeah, that kerosene spill has grabbed the cigarette butt that one of the men who kidnapped us had thrown away. In a matter of seconds the fire had devoured dozens of large cardboard boxes that were in the room.

I used all sorts of ways to get Lyra to sober up. It seemed like the heat in this room was felt by him as well. Lyra nodded and opened her eyes. Although his mouth was also covered in duct tape, it was fortunate that the kidnapper did not tie his hands with a chair. I gave a small gesture for him to let go of the rope that tied my chair. After much effort, the rope finally came off.

The room was getting hotter because the fire was getting bigger. I hurried to remove the duct tape that had closed our mouths and the rope that tied Lyra's hands together.

"Mom, I'm scared" he said.

"Calm down, honey. There's a mother here," comfort me.

"Uhuk! Uhuk!" Smoke filled the room, causing Lyra to cough.

"Yes Rabb .. If You have ordained this way as a way to face You, God willing we are sincere," I murmured while clinging tightly to Lyra's body.

"Mother, we need to get out of this place quickly!" exclaim Lyra.

"How is it, honey?"

I spread my eyes out in the room. But I found no holes or gaps there.

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