Not the Story of Siti Nurbaya

Don't Fear...

Finally, Zikra found a person whom she had longed for. Yes, that person is Syifa who is none other than his wife. He was walking right behind the tea-picking women whose voices were still chirping. I don't know what Zikra's laughing about isn't interested in kidnapping her.

From a distance Zikra can see Syifa walking side by side with a middle-aged woman who knows who. He certainly did not know the old woman. The look on his wife's face was beaming on the sidelines of his torch with the woman. Both look very familiar. Zikra smiled excitedly at the sight. His chest gently rippled making him a little nervous. It's a hard feeling to express just words. This feeling reminds him like when the marriage contract process was in front of the penghulu. Of course when married with a girl named Nuzulyifa Fauziah aka Syifa.

His eyes sparkled brightly, giving off a sense of happiness that almost disappeared in his life. The sight seemed tired when looking for the whereabouts of his lost heart like in the swallow of the earth so far, paid off by seeing it still alive and looking fine. He could not imagine what would happen to himself if the facts were the opposite. It could be that he would be depressed or frustrated and could even go crazy.

In the heart of Zikra is eager to be able to immediately embrace the body that has the aroma of charm and opium for him. Then immerse him in his arms.

"Syifa.my dear.." the shrieking voice escaped from her lips. Echoing the name of the person he loved so much. "Shyifa..."

Slowly but surely Zikra stepped foot cutting rarely between them. His eyes were sad looking at the face that was as straight as him.

All pairs of eyes that hear it are directed toward the source of the sound. No exception to the owner's name is Syifa. Forcing him to stop his activities and then turn his attention to the three figures of people in black suits who were in front there. One of them was trying to get close to him.

The tea-picking women were stunned when the name Syifa shouted by Zikra. Their contacts turned their eyes towards Syifa. They immediately asked Syifa with that person. Some even tease him because it is great known by handsome people. While the girl was very surprised to hear the voice of that person. The voice she said was exactly the same as her husband's. But seeing the clothes of the man who was walking up to him instantly reminded him of the people on the night of his kidnapping. They had already smothered Syifa's mouth with a handkerchief that had been covered with drugs, within seconds she fell unconscious.

The longer Zikra managed to shorten the distance with Syifa. Now the distance between the two was three meters away. His smile grew even more because soon he will be able to hug his wife. Syifa was still frozen in place with the tea-picking women. The mothers seemed enthusiastic to see Zikra who continued to walk shortening the distance. As if they were willing to be the audience of a drama meeting a pair of people who have just met.

I don't know why Syifa's body suddenly felt frozen and stiffened. Unlike Zikra who was pitching happily because of this meeting. The girl was afraid to face him. The shadow of her being kidnapped seemed to be dancing in her memory. The tone of the threat sentence kept ringing in his ears made him shudder in fear.

Syifa's pupils widened with fear at the sight of Zikra who was about to approach her. His breath felt heavy and short making it difficult for him to breathe. His throat suddenly dried up so hard he swallowed his saliva. His gaze also rubbed on the young man. Created a strange wave inside his chest cavity. His misty look recalled the people who had picked him up forcibly and ended up being in a dimly lit room. His body shook and his face paled. Cold sweat the size of a corn seed came out from the pores of his forehead. Tears are also uncontrollable. He was really scared. He wanted to scream, but his tongue was very tight. His head shook, signaling not to come near.

Zikra was surprised to see the frightened facial expression Syifa showed. His eyebrows furrowed, finding the reaction shown by his wife was not as expected.

"Honey.it's me.." said Zikra hoping Syifa soon sprinkled into his arms.

The tea-picking women who had been near Syifa, without command, immediately shifted away. Some even decided to leave immediately.

Brakk! Syifa threw the basket that had been hanging on her back towards Zikra. Zikra quickly caught the object that is always used as a container to store the shoots of young tea leaves after being picked.

"Go! Don't come any closer!" drive Syifa away in a frightened voice. "a-I don't know you. Just go! Just go! Don't hurt me! Don't kidnap me!" with great difficulty he moved his feet walking backwards while throwing whatever was in his hands.

Only one more meter can Zikra reach Syifa's body. Syifa kept trying to stay away. Then turning his body ran as fast as possible without heeding the content that began to enlarge.

"Please..please.." cried Syifa back to the tea plantation she had left behind.

Zikra wants to go after Syifa. Suddenly a middle-aged woman who was chatting with Syifa stopped her steps.

"Saha anjeun (who are you)?" he asked with a tinge of curiosity and anger. "naha anjeun kadieu (why are you here)?"

Zikra had not had time to answer the sentence of a question that he did not understand. Derry and a man who was with him came closer. The tall man with mature brown skin immediately answered all the questions asked by the woman in Sundanese.

Accompanied by Derry, Zikra pursued Syifa. He was very worried about Syifa's condition. Especially in such conditions. He was afraid that something would happen that he did not want.

Syifa ran over asking for help like a madman. He was very afraid that the event would repeat itself. After having difficulty hiding so as not to be found. But the truth is that his existence can still be traced by them.

Syifa suddenly grimaced as her stomach ached and cramped. His steps stopped while holding his stomach. Sometimes it is gently handled so that the fetus in the womb is calmer. His eyes began to firefly look around him. In just a few seconds he collapsed unconscious. Fortunately Zikra came in time until Syifa did not fall to the ground.

"Darling... What is it with you? Why did you run away after seeing me? It's me, your husband. I came here to pick you up." said Zikra Lirih while hugging Syifa in her arms. He was very sad to see the person he loved so much in this condition.

Derry stood behind Zikra. He was sad to see such a sight.

Seriate...

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