Red Hooded Girl

Kidnapped

After playing with his favorite turtle. The next activity is breakfast. Dewa ate a menu of chocolate jam toast and a glass of milk prepared by Bi Siti. While eating breakfast at the dining table, he had a casual conversation with Bi Siti who was doing activities in the kitchen.

"Bi, Bang Deka since when did you leave this house?" ask the Lord while chewing the bread.

"Not long after Den Dewa left, Den Deka continued to go too," explained Bi Siti.

"Why did he go, Bi?" ask the gods again.

"If that's the case Auntie doesn't know Den. If the same Den Deka kan Bibi rarely chat like Den Dewa like this," said Bi Siti.

"Did it have anything to do with Clara?"

"Lacking to know Den. Aunt doesn't understand."

"When I left, Clara never came here again Bi?"

"Ever, nyari Den Dewa. But the God Den doesn't exist. Continued to also meet Den Deka keep them noisily so. Aunty doesn't understand what they fuss about," said Bi Siti.

The gods have finished two loaves of toast. Then sip a glass of milk until almost toilet. "Thank you Bi, breakfast," he said, rising from his seat.

"Yes, Den," Bi Siti replied.

Then the Lord went to the second floor where his room and the room of Deka were located. Right in front of the door of Deka's room, he stopped his steps. Then opened the door to Deka's room.

Chequek...

The god swung a step into her brother's room. Damned room that once incised a sore slicing wound. He looked at the bed in front of him. The shadow of the bad incident had crossed his mind. Although the shadows did not necessarily make him immersed in sadness, but enough to make him upset and riled. Because due to the cursed event, now complicates his steps to achieve happiness with his girlfriend.

The god sat on the edge of the bed and grabbed a picture frame from the top of a small table beside the bed. He looked at the photo of his handsome brother.

"Why do you always bother my life?!"

"Why do you always complicate my love story?!"

"Where are you now, Hah!"

"Bas a coward!"

God of monologues himself. After being satisfied to express his annoyance at a photo, he put the picture frame back into place. Then, his net accidentally caught a white paper overlaid by a table lamp. He lifted the table lamp to grab the white paper that caught his attention. Then open a white sheet of paper folded into two parts that turned out to contain a row of sentences written by Deka's hand.

The god flinched after reading the writing. Staring at the nanar of each word for word strung together in a piece of Deka's handwritten letter.

*****

The time indicator shows ten o'clock in the morning. With God's quick steps down the stairs, he intends to go to Jejed's house. After getting used to working even in two places, namely workshops and cafes, making it quickly feel saturated if you linger at home. Being unemployed turns out to be exhausting of the heart.

"Where's Lamborghini's key?" ask God. (His favorite motorbike that used to be called Ferrari is now renamed as Lamborghini yes)

"Lamborghini naon tea?" Bi Siti asked back.

The god clucked "Ck. key motor means," he explained.

"Oh, Den Dewa motorbike," said Bi Siti with a grinning smile. "Ordinary place Den," said Bi Siti back.

"Oh, ok ok." God mangosteen.

"Where else is God going? You didn't run away again, did you?" tanya Bi Siti was worried.

"Not Bi. Go to Jejed's house" said the god.

"Ok, and Den. Careful yeah!"

"Yes Bi. The gods leave. Assalamualaikum," God's saying.

"Waalaikum salam" said Bi Siti.

The god walked into the garage and pulled Lamborghini out of his cage. Lamborghini that has not been touched for a long time looks cool, probably because Mang Sule, her husband Bi Siti diligently wipe it.

This is not his motor desire. His ideal bike is the Ninja H2R. But papa refused to buy his motorcycle and then bought Y Nmax. With a breastplate and full of gratitude and a bit of arrogance he received it. Accompanied by Papa's chatter.

"You haven't made any contribution to the family, let alone to Papa's company. So, don't ask for anything weird!"

"Your work is unclear. Rather than band mending a job in Papa's office!"

So few babbles papa then.

God turned on the motor and heated it for a few minutes. He was about to wear a helmet when then two men with a burly body dressed in black approached him.

"Come, come!" yell one of them.

"Oh, who are you?!" god Salak.

The two burly men were holding the God. With all his might God dodged and tried to escape. His sight suddenly darkened when a punch was felt on his back.

It turned out that there was another black-clothed man behind the God who hit him on the back with a wooden block.

Makes the body of the God collapse fall down.

*****

The god opened his eyes when his consciousness had just returned. He grimaced because he felt pain in his back. Not also lost the pain after being beaten by his brother-in-law, even now the pain is increasing. For a moment he still did not realize what was happening. Until after his life was gathered, he looked around him. "Where am I?" muttered.

A moment later, he remembered what happened this morning. About some men in stout stature and in black clothes who came to him.

The god was in a room with a door shut and no windows. There was only a vent above the door. He woke up from the bed. Looks like someone laid him on this bed.

With a limp step due to feeling pain all over the body, he approached the door and pounded it repeatedly.

Dugs... Dugs... Dugs...

"Woy open the door!" shouted God.

After banging on the door and shouting many times, there was the sound of the sound of someone approaching the room where he was.

The god retreated a few steps, in anticipation if there was any danger threatening him.

The sound of one's footsteps stopped when it reached the door. Then it sounded like the voice of someone unlocking. And...

Chequek...

Someone opened the door.

The god looked at a woman standing before him wearing a red mini dress with a length above the knee. To show his level legs, white and smooth.

"Claras...!" exclaiming the dumbfounded God. Yes, that woman is Clara.

"How long have we not met." Clara swung a catwalk-style step closer to God. "I miss you, Beb," he whispered in the ear of the Lord.

"Lo what do you want, Clara?!" dewa Sentak.

"I'm pregnant, Wa!" exclaim Clara

"Then... What does that have to do with me, huh?!"

"It's all because of you!" snapped Clara.

"Gue loves you but you cuekin me. You have no time for me. You'd rather spend the same time as your two idiot friends!"

"Heh... Don't insult my best friend! They're so much better than you, you know!" furious God did not accept Clara's humiliation of her best friend.

"And you also always sell expensive, holy pretentious. No s*e*x before marriage, sin, do not want it! I ran into another guy's arms. I love him the same!" peekit Clara's.

"As far as lo. Now I want to go home!" exclaims Gods.

"Haha... It's not that easy as a god! What do you think, I brought you here, huh?!" Clara smiled grinning.

"I'm the one who brought you here. And you know, what if it's been related to Mr. Soeharto Darwin??" clara.

God gasped at Clara's words. Suharto Darwin was no man. Whoever he is if you have been touched by problems with Suharto Darwin, be prepared for all the bad possibilities that will happen.

Is this the problem that papa meant that night. The Inner God shrunk instantly. Anxiety, worry and fear rippled through the recesses of his heart. Oh, Neng Mina pray for Aa huh. Mumbled wailing.