Rainbow Hanani

Part 123 of the Trixtal Bar

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" If you doubt God's justice.

That means there's still fifty percent confidence in that doubt."

....." Rainbow Hanani 🌹".....

The full moon becomes the dark sweetener of the night. It soothes the gaze and also calms the mind.

Hana and the other women were still locked up in the basement. Hisya was preparing to do his job.

Such elegant clothes and also a bit of makeup polish on her face, added an aura of beauty to her.

Chequek...

Hisya opened the basement door.

All eyes were on him.

" Mom Hisya." call Hana.

Hisya just looked at him flatly without the slightest smile.

" You get ready.

Mr. Emrin is waiting for you." he said.

Kening Hana frowned, not understanding Hisya's speech.

" Sister.

I mean Mr Emrin's been waiting for what ?

Hana approached Hisya who kept stepping away." Ma'am ! Evident to Hana." pinta Hana.

Hisya's steps stopped, he turned his body, faced with Hana.

" Tonight you accompanied him to play at the Trixtal Bar" explained Hisya briefly.

Hana's eyes widened to hear, shocked by Hisya's reply.

"No mbak! I don't want to, I'm not a cheap woman who can be done like that!" reject Hana.

Hisya smiled wryly hearing that.

"You don't want to, do you?" Hana nodded

"I don't want to either.

But, He whom you consider God has put me in this son of a bitch!" hisya shouted, blaring all over the room

Even the shout managed to attract the attention of everyone in the basement. Hana quickly clasped Hisya's hand

"Mom!

Maybe I feel this is heavy, but Tuh-tuh

"God what?

Never been fair to me?

Never helped me?" crop Hisya

"God is fair.

God always helps mbak, never think bad about God mbak.

God according to the prejudice of his servant."

Hana tries to give understanding to Hisya. He clasped Hisya's hand tightly, but unfortunately was pushed rough by Hisya.

Hisya sat hugging her knees, drowning her face on both sides of her arms. Again and again her tears flowed so profusely, signifying how tired she was. The universe never gets tired of playing with it

Hana's tears also trickled down to see Hisya. Although he never felt what Hisya felt, at least he knew the magnitude of the wound

"Mom!" call Hana

"You never feel what I feel. Therefore, you consider God to be fair in your life." said Hisya among his cries

" The mother of Allah is always with the mother." lirih Hana.

" He never helped me, Han."

" Breath blowing up to this moment is proof that God helped mbak.

Yes, he always helped.

Up to this point, He continued to confer through all the tests He had placed on mbak." Hana gently stroked the head of Hisya.

" Things of a second of pain that he will feel will be replaced in Yaumil later, with extraordinary pleasure, even incomparable with any pleasure, mbak. Believe me, God is always with His servant, strong. Can survive this far."

Hiysa's cries began to subside, she raised her head, and looked at Hana with a sad look. Pulling out of his throat.

" Mom."

Hana grabbed Hisya's body and immediately embraced him. There was no rejection from Hiysa.

He returned that embrace.

" I'm tired of Han.

I can't stand this life.

I'm tired if life is just to satisfy n*fsu birahi the b*jangan." he said to Hana.

Her words made Hana unable to hold back her cries, Hana's cries spilled in Hisya's arms.

" Strong mom, ma'am.

We find a way together yes, so we can get out of here for eternity not a while" said Hana with determination.

Hisya shook his head." I doubt it, Han."

" If you doubt, it means there is still fifty percent trust behind the doubt. God willing we can do it." Hannah reassured Hisya, letting go of her embrace and wiping Hisya's tears.

Hisya just nodded in agreement to Hana's words. I wish it would all happen.

" Are you calm ? Hisya nodded.

" Alhamdulillah, did you say I had to accompany Emrin playing cards at the Trixtal Bar ?

" Yes, Han."

" Just accompany, nothing more ?

Hisya nodded answering his question.

" all right.

For now I will follow the game.

For the next, he must follow my game." said Hana, who was determined to find a way to paralyze Emrin.

Hisya looked at Hana in disbelief, he did not expect that Hana was this brave.

Can be seen from the look of his eyes that do not playfully in speech.

" Yan !

You sure of your intentions, is that it ?

" God willing, ma'am.

Hana will formulate a strategy to destroy the Trixtal Bar, a place that becomes the happy nest of this demon.

Huhh... Hisya sighed.

" Good luck, Han." she replied resignedly.

" Mom tonight wants that too ? ask Hana.

" How else.

If I don't want to I'll be whipped to death."

" Sister.

Why don't you get a sleeping pill into the man's drink, let him sleep and just keep quiet. And after the man woke up pretending as if he had just finished doing it." Hana suggested to Hisya.

" May as well, Han.

But, his sleeping pills ?

Hana whispers something into Hisya's ear, making Hisya understand Hana's instructions.

" Thank you Han.

Slowly my mind began to open up" he said with a friendly smile.

" Yes, madam.

Don't always feel alone.

Ma'am has God for who always wants to." replied Hana with a smile.

Hisya just kept quiet, staring at Hana's face with a sad look in her eyes.

" I'm going first, Han.

You get ready." she told Hana.

" Yes, ma'am."

Hisya also stepped away from Hana. While Hana waits for the figure that will bring her face to face with Emrin.

" Oh my God, how is this ? Hana was pacing back and forth looking for a solution so as not to accompany Emrin to the Trixtal Bar.

For the next second, an idea appeared in Hana's brain.

" What if I pretend to be sick.

Or faint, let it not be carried with him." muttered Hana softly, not wanting anyone to hear it.

Chequek...

A girl came to open the door, and carried a dress in her hand.

" Are you Hanani Syaufa ? ask the girl, pointing at Hana.

Hana nodded her head." Aye." Yeah."

" Come with me, get ready to meet Mr. Emrin." he told Hana.

Hana quickly did the action.

" Oh mbak.

I'm sorry, my stomach hurts so much." lamented Hana, acting like a real person.

The girl who was ordered to call Hana was approaching Hana.

" You're not pretending, are you ? tanyanya suspects Hana.

Hana shook quickly." Not mbak."

The girl looked at Hana with an interrogation look, she grabbed Hana's hand and dragged her along.

" Come with me !

Don't try to lie to me !

Hana tried to stay calm, so as not to look nervous.

" But really, why am I lying ?

The girl kept pulling rough Hana's hand to immediately change clothes and also dress up.

" I'm sorry mbak, I have no other choice." muttered Hana.

Bugh...

Hana threw her kick at this girl, making this girl fall to the floor.

" I'm sorry mbak." said Hana, immediately stepped away from her.

" Bad fuck ! his upat.

" Aww, it hurts my legs too." he lamented.

Hana kept running, though she didn't know where the door was for the exit.

" Where is the exit door ?

This building is very spacious, very confusing." annoyed Hana, who had been running to find a way out.

" Yey ! the screams of the male figure

Hana turned to the origin of the voice, saw the figure of an Arabian-faced Asian blaster, sturdy and tall.

" Is he the Emrin ? guess Hana.

The man approached Hana, along with some of his men. Hana retreated until her body was leaned against a closet.

" You're not going anywhere anymore."

They laughed at Hannah alone.

Hana began to fear the distance between herself and them getting eroded.

" O Allah, please servant." Inwardly Hana.

Hana looked at the closet, there was an urn there. Hana quickly took the urn without their knowledge, then plucked it with all her might, until it finally broke. Making Hana's hand hurt, then she let go.

Despite the pain, Hana still tried hard to withstand the pain.

" Hopefully this way works" said Hana softly.

They were already very close to Hana, even only five inches left between Emrin and Hana. Makes Hana more uncomfortable at the same time hate this situation.

" You must accompany me tonight." said Emrin with emphasis.

Hana looked at him sharply.

" You're so cruel.

If you bring the girl in a wounded state" said Hana, raising her hand that was filled with fresh blood.

Emrin and his men stared at Hana's hand.

" How could that happen ?

That wasn't there ? ask Emrin to his men.

Hana smiled wryly, hoping that her plan would go smoothly.

" Yes boss.

We also don't know why that girl's hand could bleed that boss."

Emrin looked at Hana, who was still looking down on her face.

" That's it.

Call the maid, get them to treat the girl's wounds." Emrin ordered, then he stepped out of Hana.

" Good boss."

Huhh...

Hana breathes a sigh of relief.

" Alhamdulillah, O Allah" said Hana relieved.

" Lasmi ! the screams of Emrin's men.

" Yes the chairman." said the figure who was called.

He immediately fulfilled the call.

" What's the matter, chief ?

A woman of Hana's age, came to them.

" Fastly treat this girl." she ordered Lasmi.

" Good sir."

" Let's go, come with me." Lasmi told Hana, leading her along.

Hana nodded, and followed Lasmi. Heading to a room that is quite large and also elite.

Chequek..

Lasmi opened the door.

" Come on, come in."

Hannah went into the room.

Honestly, Hana was amazed to see a room containing a lot of collection of the gallery.

It seemed, this room was occupied by a young man. Seen from the model gallery.

" Mother.

Is this a room ? ask Hana.

" It used to be a room, son.

More precisely den Hafga room.

But, now they do not live here anymore, yes this room has been almost four years no longer in use." explained Lasmi to Hana.

" Hafga who, ma'am ? ask Hana.

" The son of Mr. Emrin, son." replied Lasmi.

Hana nodded and did not ask again afraid that Lasmi was uncomfortable with her questions.

" It's mom.

I can do it myself."

" No need, son.

Let me just say, your hand is hurt.

How can you try it ?

Lasmi keeps treating Hana's wounds.

While Hana can only give up on accepting it.

Enough to take ten minutes, Lasmi has finished treating as well as dressing Hana's wounds.

" It's over, son." he said.

" Thank you, buk." said Hana politely.

" All together.

Ohiya son, where are you from ?

How did you see you this time ? I've never seen it before." Lasmi realized that.

" I'm actually a student in Al Azhar, bu.

I also don't know why they brought me here" Hana said.

" Hm, how weird, son.

Usually the woman brought here, yes the woman who has been bought from her matchmaker."

" The matchmaker ? reset Hana.

" Yes son.

But you're not."

Lasmi watched Hana from top to bottom. Every second he watched Hana, only then did he realize something.

" I know why you were brought here" she said.

" Is it possible because I've been trying to help Hisya get out of here a lot ? Hana.

" You are so beautiful, son.

That's why Mr. Emrin is lured to make you part of the Trixtal Bar" Lasmi argues.

Hana digested Lasmi's words.

Is this woman really saying ?

I don't know what it is, Hana hopes to get out of here soon.

Seriate..

Sevimli 12 September 2021

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