Rainbow Hanani

Part 124 Plan succeeded

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" God often gives wounds.

To replace it with laughter after it."

..... " Hanani Rainbow 🌹".....

Room number 12 became the room Hisya hated the most tonight.

A striped-nose man, very frontally pulling his body into the bed.

" Serve me with her seductive body dear." she said with full n*fsu.

It was so bad Hisya threw a slap on his unholy face.

However, Hisya wisely restrained himself.

And just develop his smile.

The man began to touch the neck of Hisya's white stripe. And try to leave a mark there.

" Arghhhh." - cry Hiysa.

Suddenly, he felt pain in his stomach.

Making this striped nose man forced to stop the action.

Ck.

" Why are you ? tanyakanya.

" The stomach just suddenly hurts, sir." replied Hisya.

The man simply responded flatly to Hisya's answer.

Hisya was also excused to go to the toilet to him, because it was no longer able to withstand the pain in his stomach.

" I'll excuse you, go to the toilet." said Hisya.

With a heavy heart the man nodded, inevitably he had to let Hisya, rather than Hisya poop in his bed.

Hisya quickly ran out.

Not to the toilet, but to the kitchen to pick something up.

" Eh neng Hisya.

What is it here, neng ? ask Miss Lasmi who was there.

" Eh this is bi, Hisya thirsty.

Take a drink, bi." answered Hisya.

" O yehudah, take a neng.

Aunty wants to take this there first." Lasmi raised her index finger towards the room of Emrin's former son.

Hisya's forehead wrinkled, confused.

" Isn't that room long empty ?

Who's there ? his inner.

" Eh bi's.

Isn't that room empty ?

" Yes it's empty.

There was only a beautiful woman, again injured so for a while he rested there first, neng." Lasmi replied as it is.

" Beautiful girl ?

Tall, white hijab wear huh, bi ? guess Hisya.

Lasmi nodded confirming Hisya's words.

" It must be Hana." murmured Hisya softly.

" Yaudah neng.

Aunty there first, yes." said Lasmi.

" Ahiya, bi."

Lasmi leaves Hisya alone in the kitchen.

" Hana is indeed a smart girl" said Hisya realized that this is Hana's trick to avoid Emrin.

The corner of Hisya's lips was raised to form a smile. He was grateful that Hana had a brain that could be used in emergency situations.

Hisya also took an empty glass, and poured orange juice there. Then he went back to the room.

Chequek....

The striped-nose man had already laid his body on the bed. Waiting for Hisya since.

" Why have you been so long, baby ? tanyakanya.

" My stomach hurts a lot, sir.

Here's a drink for you, sir." Hisya thrust a glass containing orange juice at the man.

" Well, you're so sweet, like your sexy lips."

Hisya just looked at him full of anger, but his smile still he developed.

To look like normal in front of this jerk.

The man took a sip of the orange juice, until it ran out without any residue.

" It's over.

It feels so good, thank you."

" Together, sir."

The striped-nose man approached Hisya, then without warning, he carried Hiysa and carried her on the bed.

Hisya's heart started to beat.

Fear began to touch him, his hands writhing loudly the bed linen bed linen.

" god..

If you do help me, help me this time." Hisya pleaded in his heart.

When he kissed Hisya's neck.

All of a sudden, this man felt dizzy in his head. Even his eyes began to grow.

" Rghh..

Why is my head suddenly dizzy ?

Hisya immediately moved away from him.

Hahhhh.he heard a sigh of relief from Hisya.

In the next second, the man fell weak, unconscious in bed.

" Eventually..

I succeeded." said Hisya, repeatedly relieved.

This was for the first time, he had managed to escape from the striped-nose man. The smile on his lips was engraved so sincerely there, despite being accompanied by trembling.

Right yeah.

The orange juice that Hisya brought for the striped-nose man, was already mixed with sleeping pills, which he poured while in the kitchen.

Hisya did not have any stomach pain at all, he purposely feigned stomach pain. In order to carry out the plan that Hana instructed to him.

" I still don't believe in Your justice."

Hisya sat on the bench of the dressing table.

Looking at himself.

He hated his dirty self, he rubbed his lips rough. As the dark events revolved in his mind.

" I hate my body !

I'm disgusted with this body !

Hisya was constantly cursing at him.

He pulled his hair rough.

" I'm the dirtiest woman in the world !

I hate, hate !

Hate thee who has ordained me like this !

Hisya sat on the floor.

He hugged his knees which he bent.

Her crying broke instantly.

Hix.. Hixss...

" I still hate you ! between her sobs.

" Among the many men in the world.

Why should I accept this fate ?

Why should I ?

Her tears were unceasingly dripping with every word that was thrown from her mouth.

The temple of each sentence he said, became a sign that his injury to the destiny he lived.

Hisya was silent, curled up hugging her knees.

His gaze was now empty, but his tears were still raining.

.

.

.

The figure of Lasmi just came out of the room that Hana occupied. Hana quickly closed the door.

" What do I do now ?

My hands are hurt, it'll slow my movement against them."

Hana constantly thought about how. So that he can take Hisya away with him.

Hana's brain continues to rotate, looking for a brilliant idea of a plan.

" Report to the authorities, yes ? thought Hana.

" But it can't be.

They don't know Tirxtal Bar, this big.

Hm, but why don't they close this place ?

Hannah was astonished by the Egyptian government. Why is a place as big as the Trixtal Bar not closed. In order not to have more depraved victims of the jerks who are full of n*fsu.

" Did his wife not know if her husband behaved like this ? Son too.

It can't be, right ?

Hannah forgot to ask Lasmi.

Hana intended to ask that, to Lasmi later, when Lasmi returned to her room.

Hana chose to break her body.

Because the night is too late in the cradle. Pushing his eyes to shut, resting the body.

.

.

Making Hana's eyes closed, open freely.

" Any adzan, huh ?

Hana immediately got out of her bed.

And step into the kitchen.

Arriving in the kitchen, dawn like this figure Lasmi was busy fiddling in the kitchen.

" Mrs Lasmi ! call Hana, Lasmi turns.

" Eh boy.

Where are the gini dawns ? tanyanya approached Hana.

" I want to pray, ma'am." replied Hana.

Lasmi is shocked to hear Hana's answer. Just this time Lasmi met a woman who was at the Trixtal Bar, willing to perform prayers.

Seeing Lasmi's shocked facial expression, Hana noticed it.

" I'm not actually the girl Mr. Emrin bought me, ma'am. I am the girl they kidnapped, and the one they will make part of the Trixtal Bar." replied Hana with the knot.

There was a look of sadness on Hana's face.

It caught the attention of Lasmi.

He grasped Hana's hand, and rubbed it gently with his fingers.

" kids.

You know it must be very painful, right ?

Even you must be very hurt.

I pray that God will always protect you, son." she said, while embracing Hana.

" lady.

Why wasn't this place destroyed by the authorities, ma'am ?

This place isn't worth standing, ma'am ?

Look how many women are victims n*fsu those jerks, ma'am ? Why ?

Lasmi releases her embrace and cupped Hana's face which begins to be moistened by tears.

" kids.

Not that easy, son ?

You know those striped-nose guys mostly come from the office. Therefore, they are one of the fortresses this place was not destroyed, son."

Hana just found out about it.

Sometimes it's true.

Most of the striped-nose men, came from the upper class. Even the office and its services.

" lady.

Is there a secret way out of this place ? ask Hana.

Lasmi nodded her head.

" There's a son."

" Where, ma'am ?

Lasmi also told Hana, there is a secret door that will make it easier for someone to get out of the Trixtal Bar. A few minutes Lasmi explained it to completion.

" Thank you, ma'am.

Then go to the toilet first.

Want to clean up to pray." he said.

" Yes, son."

Hana rushed to the toilet.

To cleanse yourself and ablution to be able to immediately perform dawn prayers.

Hisya has changed clothes.

And sitting on the edge of the bed, waiting for this striped-nose man to wake up.

Slowly the man's eyes opened.

His gaze immediately fell on the beautiful girl sitting next to him, smiling widely welcoming him.

" dear.

Is it morning ? ask him to Hisya.

Hisya nodded." Yes, sir."

" Well it seemed like our long night last night was so sweeping away from me that I fell asleep so deep."

He also stroked Hisya's hair gently.

Makes Hisya hate that.

Then the caress turned on the cheek.

Quickly the striped-nose man kissed Hisya's cheek.

" Thank you, baby.

It has served me well" he said.

Hisya had to expand her smile.

The man rushed to put his clothes back on completely again.

And left Hisya alone in the room.

Hisya go to the bathroom.

Rough washing***** her cheek, which the jerk just kissed.

" I hate this !

Hate ! hisya shouted alone in the bathroom.

He leaned his back against the wall.

Slowly, he sat on the bathroom floor. The dark events in his life, now re-emerged the surface of his mind.

" God !

I hate You !

Hisya stayed in the bathroom for a long time.

Until finally, the sound of knocking on the door resuscitated him.

Geck..

Geck..

Hisya wiped her tears.

And rise from his seat.

" A moment" he said a little scream.

Chequek..

Door opens.

" Mi Lasmi." Lasmi who came, with a bed sheet in her hand.

" Yes neng.

Aunty wants to clean up." she told Hisya.

" Ahiya, bi.

Hisya's going to the kitchen."

Hisya steps away, letting Lasmi clean the room.

Lasmi stared at Hisya's back which started to move away from her. He knew that the girl was crying, visible from the remains of tears on her face. At once his eyes were puffy.

" You're such a poor girl, son.

May God put an end to your suffering."

Lasmi knows Hisya well.

Starting from the first time Hisya was taken to the Trixtal Bar. His face knew nothing. Forced to be rude to serve the striped-nose men.

Every morning, on Wednesday and Saturday morning.

Lasmi sees Hisya going to the toilet full of tears on her cheeks. Lasmi knew that the girl was suffering a lot with all this.

But how else.

He could not help more than provide warmth for Hisya.

Because she is also a maid here, who needs money to support her children.

" I'm sorry mommy, neng." she said.

Lasmi also went into the room.

And immediately clean his room.

While Hisya he went to the kitchen, took a glass of water and took a sip.

" Mom ! call Hana who arrives at the kitchen.

Hisya turned to him." Thanks, Han." he said.

" For what, mbak ? ask Hana.

" For your plan.

I managed to run it last night."

" Thank God, Hana's happy about it."

Hisya smiled at Hana.

Just this time, Hana saw that sincere smile on Hisya's face. Unlike usual, yes a hollow smile without taste.

Hanna hugged Hisya.

Not getting a rejection.

Hisya replied to him.

" God often gives wounds.

To replace it with laughter after it."

Long enough they hugged, until finally clapping someone's hand, forced to let go of their embrace.

Pukkp...

Pukkp..

They looked at the clapping figure. They were aghast in surprise when the tall, sturdy figure was before them.

" Mister Emrin." they said simultaneously.

Seriate..

Sevimli 18 September 2021

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