Not the Son of the Prostitute

Foreign Men

Today should be the happiest day for Mutia. The day on which he and Joseph should have made a holy promise before the witnesses. The day he was supposed to meet Joseph, the man he loved so much. But, all just like a dream, when he woke up the dream was as if leaving him just like that.

Mutia went down the stairs limply. Today, I don't think he wants to show his face to anyone. Shame, of course. But if you have to keep quiet at home, it seems he can not. It will even worsen his mood.

After finishing a breakfast that felt very different from usual, Mutia turned to her mother. The girl said goodbye to go out and get some fresh air to comfort her feelings that were still very broken.

Mutia was sitting on the edge of a fairly quiet lake. Daydream, and keep thinking about his fate that I don't know ...

Until from a distance there was a noise coming from a group of motorists heading towards him. Mutia got up and tried to hide. Honestly, he was very afraid that they would hurt him. Mutia hid in a tree and peeked at the horde of impostors that kept coming closer.

Name suddenly, though,

Gubrakk!

One of the impostors fell on the sound of laughter from the men behind him. They even look happy to look at one of his friends who is grimacing in pain.

"Where are you running!" maki is one of them. The man looks like he is smiling at the man lying on the ground.

Maybe the man who fell down wanted to get up, but because his foot was crushed by the motor body, he was very difficult to stand.

Mutia was astonished, why didn't they help her? And even more happy laughs.

"Brengsw*k!" The man simply replied with a curse. He tried his hardest to get rid of the motor body, but one of them stepped on his hand.

"Haha ....!" There were loud laughter from the men.

"How does it feel, what's the pain?"

The man was seen clenching both of his hands.

"If you dare, don't mess around!" said the man defiantly to the men around him.

"Groof or alone, today you'll be slaughtered too!"

"Brengsw*k!"

"Now you can't do anything anymore!" The man gave the code to another friend, and two men came forward...

Bugh, bugh!!

They dealt a blow to the injured man. The man could do nothing but have his feet crushed by his own motor body, nor could he fight those who blindly beat him.

Mutia smothering her own mouth saw the brutal scene in front of her. Both of his legs were limp as soon as he saw blood dripping from the wounds on the foreign man's body.

"Wake up! Where is your martial ability, huh!!" Although it was already helpless the two men still gave a blow to his body.

"Akhh ....!" The man screamed in pain as one of them stomped his foot.

"Why do you look so funny? Haha ...!!" They weren't satisfied enough just to beat him up.

"What if we make her face deformed so that no one would see her?" suggest one of them.

Then they crowded around dragging the already defenseless body and brought it to the edge of the lake.

Byrrs ....

The sound of the fall of the male body made both of Mutia's eyes widen. The girl's body trembled violently, watching the torture before her eyes.

Nah! I can't just shut up. What if the man dies?

Despite being haunted by such intense fear, Mutia ventured to do something. He did not want the cruelty to continue in front of his eyes.

"What if this motorbike we also throw into the lake? So, they must have thought that this brat was wiped out by accident!" reveal one of them. And immediately agreed by the others.

"Hurry, melt! Before anyone sees it!" another command.

Two men tried to push the bike to catch up with the owner, but from behind the tree a girl suddenly appeared and shouted,

"Please ...! Please ...!"

They were surprised instead of playing to see a foreign girl who suddenly appeared from behind a tree. No longer concerned about the motor owned by the man, they chose to run as fast as possible to leave the place because they were too afraid in the pergoki of the citizens.

The sound coming from their noisy exhaust slowly disappeared along with the increasingly distant motor speed. Mutia hurriedly looked towards the lake looking for where the foreign man was.

How'this? Why is no one coming? Did they not hear my screams at all?

Not wanting anything worse to happen to the man, Mutia was forced to throw herself into the lake. Both of his hands moved to here and there looking for where he was. Long enough, until finally Mutia managed to find the body of the foreign man and painstakingly brought him to the edge of the lake

"Akhhh .. Why are you so heavy?" Mutia dragged the foreign man's body with great difficulty. Checking his heart rate and pulse, then his airway to see if he's alive.

"Thank God he's still alive." Mutia breathed a sigh of relief. He tried to build the man up, patted his cheeks, then gave first aid by pressing the man's chest with both hands. Niente. The man gave no response at all.

Mutia was confused herself. Plus his phone got wet because he forgot to put it in his pants pocket. How'this?

Think and think again. Finally, Mutia found a way. Although it sounded ridiculous, it was the only way that Mutia could do at a time when things were really desperate like this.

Artificial breath. Yes, maybe only in that way could he give her life.

Mutia had already positioned her face right above the man's. Next Mutia took a deep breath, and ....

"Uhukkk ....!!" The man coughed and pulled out a lot of water from his mouth. Mutia was relieved once, at least her attempt to kiss for the sake of saving the man's life was not in vain.

"You okay?" Mutia patted again both sides of that face.

Slowly the man opened his eyes. He was quite surprised to see the figure of a foreign girl in front of him. But, just a few seconds later, those two eyes came back ....

"Hey, wake!" Mutia patted hard on the man's face which was seen closing both her eyes again. He hesitated, Mutia was afraid to think that the foreign man was ...

"Hey, don't die! Oh my God, how is this! What if he really dies!"