Pilot Vs Teacher's

82.

Rayina is still in alert mode. He was afraid of unwanted things happening. His main priority is to take care of the fetus that is in his womb right now.

The car is moving so fast. The beautiful and enchanting Netra was forced by the kidnappers to be covered by a very thick piece of cloth. To see even the cravings will be able to.

While the hands and feet are also tied with a rope. The mouth is very tightly cut.

" Hahaha.we got good prey.The big class" said thug A.

" Yes, his skin is smooth as silk. Every day of treatment. Hahahah" replied thug B.

" How about we play around for a while, sweet lady" said thug C.

Rayina began to try to open the rope that ensnared her hands and feet. So that he can beat up the thugs - the thugs. Hearing the thugs say extremely disgusting sentences made Rayina even more angry.

A pile of hands had started to spread on the surface of Rayina's skin. Groping starts down and back down again.

Rayina's getting thrashed - ronta's no excuse. She started to get scared, because in this country she only had a family from her husband.

The cell phone he was carrying had been confiscated by the criminals. Rayina was trembling. Cold sweat drenched his forehead.

" Areally, what do they want? Why kidnap me? And why am I not allowed to say anything. Whatdoes thatmean? Who was the one who told him to? "inner Rayina.

Rayina's confiscated phone has been deactivated. So that no one can contact him. Even to track his whereabouts.

While at the mansion...

" Pa, where's Rayi? " ask Mama.

" Loh.. doesn't exist? try looking in the kitchen or in the room. Maybe he was tired and thirsty" replied Papa.

Mama then headed for the kitchen and there was no Rayina there. Mama continued her steps towards the main room of this house. The room that has been occupied by the owner of the house.

With a very heart, Mom knocked on the door. It was three if there was no answer, very slowly Mama opened the doorknob.

" Dear, is it inside? Where are you, son?" call Mama soft.

Because the room in complete darkness saw nothing. So Mama took the initiative to turn on all the lights. Apparently not in his room.

Mama then wiped the tears that had begun to fall when her elderly netra saw the photo of her favorite child. Mom kept going through each room. Even in the bathroom, there was no one in the car.

Mom then decided to go out. The room is dominated by black and white. Room with a very relaxed ocean aroma. The room was very intimate and left memories for the child and his daughter-in-law.

" Rayi. baby.. Where are you..." Mom kept looking and screaming.

Then the workers heard the cry of the great madam. The workers then knew what her great mistress was looking for.

" I'm sorry big lady. I saw a young mistress come out of the mansion" replied one of the workers.

" Where are you going?" ask Mama curious.

" Get out in front of the big lady" replied the worker.

" all right. I'll look" replied Mama.

Mom then went out to the mansion. By telling Farhan who was taking a drink in the kitchen.

" Farhan, open the door and I want to get out ! There's one of the workers watching your mistress come out of the mansion" Mama said.

" Good big lady. But sorry madam on the monitor there is no young mistress outside the mansion" said Farhan who deftly checked all the cctv.

My mother was getting worried and worried. With great dexterity to his old feet he stepped out. Fortunately, the phone is still in his hands.

" Pa, Rayina's out of the mansion" Mama's phone.

" Farhan try to check again. Did something happen?" irfan's orders.

" Good master" Farhan replied obediently.

Soon he replayed the existing cctv footage. And very clearly step by stage the mistress exited the house. And in front of the fence. And there's no suspicion about that.

No one is suspicious or anything suspicious. But where is the mistress?

" Why does it feel awkward? " think Irfan.

Irfan then dialed the number he wanted.

" Come to the mansion right now. Right now I'm in London at my son's mansion" tah Irfan fairy with a jarring tone.

Just heard the news about his son, now had to swallow bitterly the loss of his son-in-law. When sadness came happiness and now comes again very bad news.

" Oh, my God." said Mama.

" Why the problem berbubi - tubi come alternately. When all this passes. Just sipping happiness is now gone again" Mama complained.

" Never complain Ma, be grateful. Maybe this is a trial from God for us so that we are more tawadu' to Him" comforted Papa.

Mama knows whatever she'll do for her kids and grandchildren. Rayina is no longer his daughter-in-law. They used to want a girl. But because of one thing or another the mother's uterus was removed and could not have children back.

The hearts of the two old men were so fragile. I want to scream with everything that happens. But they have to be strong and survive. There are two little angels who do not know this. I hope Rayina is in good shape - fine.

Rayina who realized the car stopped. He then bopongs a bag of rice into a house. The sound of the door opening.

Rayina was then put into a very dark room. Without any lighting. It is stuffy, humid and there is certainly no smell of human life.

His hair began to stand up, his fear of three unknown people grew. A person of great stature unbinded the cloth that covered his eyes.

He saw no one, only the voice he heard. And there was nothing he could do other than just be able to observe around.

Observing was not able to because of the darkness of this room. Rayina was only able to shed tears that were already unstoppable. His pale face was now domineering. How'this? What will happen next?

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