MY SUNFLOWER

Jakarta

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Soekarno - Hatta Airport

In front of the entrance to Jakarta's busiest airport, two women stand facing each other. The two of them had just arrived from a country far away from Indonesia.

"You've taken care of everything, haven't you, Carly?" ask a girl chocolates brown on a bule woman named Carly. The two women looked equally beautiful. One has an Asian face and the other has a typical European face with blond hair, white skin tends to pale and blue eye lenses.

"Yes, your arrival here will not be known by anyone. All traces have been removed," explained the Caucasian woman.

"Good, from now on we part here. You don't go back in there, hide!"

"Well miss." Carly nodded obediently to the master.

"Well, I'm gonna start my new life here. When his condition is under control, I'll call you. We're going back there."

"Well miss, and yes, these are all the files you need." Carly handed over a large envelope to her employer.

"Thank you, you can go now!"

"Well, ladies, take good care of yourself. If anything happens, call me immediately. I'm still in the same country as you." Carly bowed respectfully.

"Yes, I understand."

The bule woman who was the girl's right hand went, leaving the lady alone still in front of the same airport.

The girl opened the envelope the assistant had given her, blurring an identity card from inside. He smiled looking at his ID card while in Indonesia. "Stela Princess Atmajaya," he muttered and smiled. Yes, that was the name he would use during his escape to this country.

After storing the precious envelope in the sling bag she was using, the girl dragged her large suitcase into the street. He would haul a taxi to take him to explore the city he had visited for the first time.

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After spending 70 minutes, now the girl named Stela has arrived in the center of Jakarta. He was a little amazed to see the country where the mother was born, he thought that the country was just a small country whose civilization had not advanced, but it turned out that the assumption was wrong. The country is already developing, although it is not as advanced as countries in Europe.

It was late in the afternoon, Stela was still walking through the city, now she was looking for a place she would use to spend the night. Especially today, he will stay first at the hotel, tomorrow will only find an apartment for his place to stay in Indonesia, precisely in Jakarta.

"Hi's beautiful.." While passing through a fairly quiet street, Stela was surprised by the appearance of two delinquents who teased her. He tried to ignore, but instead of stopping, the delinquent was increasingly bothering him. Now they dare to touch his body.

"Discasting!" pekik Stela did not accept.

"What did you say, pretty?" one of them pokes Stela's chin.

"Let me go!"

Stela immediately ran fast while dragging her suitcase. Really he was afraid, he did not want the delinquent to do anything to him.

Up to a dead end, Stela was upset. He turned his brain and thought, thank God there was a man who got into his car, without thinking anymore, Stela immediately got into the man's car. Not in the passenger seat, but in the trunk that happens to be not tightly closed. He was afraid that later the car owner would not help him while Stela had to save herself as soon as possible.

"Where did the girl go?" from inside the trunk Stela could still hear the voices of the two men who had been chasing her.

"Thank God I'm safe." he said in relief.

A few minutes later, the car was running. The stela can only be resigned to being in a small, stuffy trunk. Moreover, his large suitcase took up quite a large space, making his body squashed.

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About a quarter of an hour Stela's been in the trunk of a car who doesn't belong. His face became red with sweat flooding from head to toe. Her clothes became damp and it made her uncomfortable.

"I can't take it anymore!" muttered.

The two minutes that passed felt like two hours to Stela. His current condition could be said to be bad, his stela breath felt extremely tight. Her chest of irregular kembis. It is all caused by the narrow trunk of the car and the absence of air vents that can supply new air for him to breathe. Fortunately, not long after, the car stopped and Stela would finally be able to get out.

"What?" The girl was shocked as she tried to open the luggage door but to no avail. "It must be locked" he screamed.

DUKK.... DUKK.... DUKKKKIS....

"Open the trunk!" Stela screamed from inside, hoping the car owner would hear her and open the trunk door for her.

"Open!" No one had opened the luggage door for him yet so Stela again shouted with the rest of her strength.

DUKK ....DUKK ....DUKK....

"How's this? Didn't the car owner hear my screams?" thought chaos.

Stela's getting hard hitting the trunk door so someone out there can help her. Really, he was out of breath in a small, cramped, hot place like this. Stela never imagined that she would die young and in such a ridiculous way.

"Mommy... Daddy!" ogre. Slightly saddened by the regret in Stela's heart, why she ran away and left her comfortable life in England there.

"Oh my God, am I going to die here?" his breath is slippery. Weakly Stela was still trying to hit the luggage door. "Help!"

"Help me, please! I don't wanna die here!"

Stela almost closed her eyes because she could no longer survive, but immediately fresh air entered her respiratory cavity. He opened his eyes slowly and looked at the starry night sky.

"Have I survived? Or am I in heaven now?" Stela looked around. He was still in the car and the door was open.

"Thank God, I'm safe." Eventually Stela came to her senses from her strange thoughts and with great difficulty she tried to get out.

The first thing he saw as he climbed the ground was, a young man looking at him was astonished. The girl whose life had just been saved walked over to the young man with a staggering body, "Who... are you?"

BRUKKK

After saying that, Stela's body collapsed and fell to the ground. He was unconscious because he was too tired.

"Hey!"

Stela's vegetables could still hear a heavy voice calling out to her.

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