My madam, my poison

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The taxi kept going at high speed without me knowing its direction and destination.

"Where are we really going, sir? Don't scare me" I said with a panicked look.

"Shut up!" the sudden snapping made Lyra startled until her crying was immediately broken.

"Please stop this cab, sir. You don't risk our safety" I said.

Again the taxi driver ignored my words. He even continued to increase the speed of his vehicle.

"Stop! Or I'll jump out of this cab!" my threat.

"Jump if you can. Ha ha ha."

I tried to push one of the cab doors. The taxi door was locked.

"For God's sake, don't hurt us" I said with a trembling body.

"If you want to survive, shut up and follow my orders!"

Fear immediately struck me when the taxi driver suddenly took a folding knife with his left hand and pointed it at me while his right hand was still in control of the wheel.

"Astaghfiullah! What do you want? What does your father want from me? If you want my money or cell phone, please take it. But please don't hurt me or my daughter" I said.

"Who wants your money or your phone? Ha ha ha." The fat taxi driver laughed again.

"Lantas, what do you want from us?"

"I was curious about the contents behind the wide clothes you were wearing. Ha ha ha."

Athaghfirullah! What does this guy mean? Did he mean to be mean to me?

I opened my eyes in the taxi. My heart was beating faster when I found a used container under the dashboard of the car. I shuddered in horror as I read the inscription on the sachet-shaped container. "Male strong medicine"

Athaghfirullah! Looks like this guy really meant to be mean to me. What am I supposed to do? Shouting is free. No one can hear my voice.

With trembling hands I took my cell phone out of my bag. That's the only thing that can help me right now. Not yet found the number I wanted to call, the taxi driver suddenly grabbed the flat object and threw it just like that until it fell just below 

front bench. I tried to reach for my phone but the man seemed to be getting more reckless. He dared to scratch the knife until it hit my arm.

What a taste it is.

Lyra's cry did not also subside, even her voice began to sound hoarse.

"Yes Rabb, save us. It is only to you that we ask for help" I said. 

I was shocked when the taxi I was riding suddenly stopped. Then I looked out of the taxi. Where is this? Why is this place foreign to me? Apparently the taxi driver stopped his taxi in front of an empty house far enough from the residential area.

"Open your clothes!" he continued pointing a knife at me.

"No!" I firmly while holding the body of Lyra who began to fatigue crying.

"So you dare to fight 'huh!"

The man tried to forcefully open the hijab that covered my head. Of course I was as strong as I could hold him. I don't care how many wounds the knife has scratched on my arm. I will not let this man look at my part of the law. Unexpectedly, the man forcefully took Lyra from my sling and laid her down on the front bench.

The man is getting louder. It seemed like the effects of the adult male-only powerful medicine were starting to work. With all her might she tried to forcefully open the cover of my head. But I don't want to give up just like that. I lifted my right leg and kicked the crotch to make it fall.

"Bad!" yells. I could see my anger and naf*u from the look in his eyes.

The man continued to pull my hijab until the cloth of my head covering was torn.

"By Allah! Don't touch me! Bia*ab man!"

"Plac!" A pretty loud slap just landed on my cheek. It leaves a very painful feeling. I pushed the body of that man who was trying to crush me. But again, I received harsh treatment from him. 

"Bug!" Raw bogem just hit my temple. Despite the pain, I did not want to give up. I bit her hand as hard as I could until she screamed in pain. It was then that I took the opportunity to immediately escape the entrapment of the bi*dab man. I pushed her body and then I jumped on the front bench. I quickly picked up Lyra's body and took her out of the cab. Damn, that man managed to pull the edge of my clothes until Lyra who was in my arms almost fell down. The help of God comes at the right time. The door that was locked suddenly opened easily. With all the energy I had left, I ran away from that place. 

"Whoever. Help me!" my yelling.

"Hi! Where are you going! Don't try to run!" his yell.

I who had run out of energy apparently not strong enough to run. Suddenly my body felt so limp, my eyes began to blur, until finally everything looked so dark.

****

I woke up and opened my eyes. My head still feels dizzy, my temple also feels so linu.

Where is this? Lyras! Lyras! Where is Lyraku?

"You're sober?"

I looked towards that voice. 

How am I supposed to be here?

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