Reminiscents

STRANGE REQUEST

Hana's hands and heart seemed to tremble while reading a short message that turned out from Asran.

"Asran, where have you been? Why just give me news? You changed numbers, right? Why not tell brother? You're all right??"

Hana threw a long question at Asran. His eyes were still staring intently at his cellphone waiting for a reply from Asran.

"Yes, sorry brother. There was a problem with Asran's phone and now it's still in the workshop. This is Asran borrowing hp brother.."

Hana read the reply from Asran with a chest that did not stop shaking violently. Finally what he had been waiting for came as well, the news from Asran that had disappeared for several days.

"Asran wants to see Hana's sister tonight. Someone wants Asran to tell you, brother. It matters!"

Hana gasped at Asran's sudden strange request. There was no way that he would fulfill Asran's request while he was currently with Andra. Although actually there is also a desire Hana to meet with Asran. But now is not the right time.

Moments later Andra came from the toilet and sat back in her seat.

"Hey honey, why is your face so tense?" Andra asked when she saw Hana's face change, not like that. Hana also looked a bit pale with a restless-looking eye light.

"Why not, Ndra." Hana answered her potluck with a frown that began to pulsate.

"Why Hana? Your head hurts, right?" Ask Andra worried. Hana just nodded her head. At least he wasn't lying, because his head really hurt all of a sudden right now.

Hana was actually happy that finally Asran contacted her again and from the message Asran had captured, the man was no longer angry with her. The only thing that makes Hana confused is the request of Asran who wants to meet him tonight. The curiosity must have crossed Hana's heart and mind, but..Now things have changed. There was already a barrier that made him and Asran unable to meet freely like they used to. There was Andra, her future husband among them.

"Are we going home, baby? Your face is pale too, I take you home huh? You just rest at home" said Andra who disperse Hana's mind about Asran.

"But you're okay? We are not going to be the streets, but tomorrow you are going to leave" said Hana felt bad, He was afraid that his attitude even made Andra disappointed.

"The roads could be next time, which is important your health Hana.." Andra answered with a sweet smile. Hana felt relieved, especially Andra's attitude that was very considerate of her.

Moments later, they left the place and Andra immediately drove Hana home.

Arriving at Hana's..

"You get some rest, don't forget to take your medicine and vitamins.. If there's anything quick call me?" Andra's message before she gets home.

"Yes, thank you very much, Ndra. You're also careful on the road.." Hana says.

"OKAY. Ready. I'm saying yes. Assalamu'alaikum," Pamit Andra then took her motorcycle away from Hana's house.

"Wa'alaikumussalam.."

After Andra came home, Hana immediately rushed into her house. The last message from Asran had not been answered.

"Asran, I'm sorry I can't see you tonight. It's okay, right?"

A few minutes later Asran replied.

"Sister Hana can please pick up Asran. Asran will share his address.."

Hana frowned, she felt astonished and also strange.. Why was Asran suddenly picked up? Because it is not free to ask through Whatshapp, Hana immediately called Asran. But, the call from Hana instead rejected him.

"Sorry Brother Asran refused. Hp this friend Asran can not take calls, again heng brother. We'll just chat."

"So, how's brother? Can you get Asran? That's the address Asran sent.."

Hana opened the address that Asran shared that was not so far from his home.

"What are you doing there? And.. You didn't bring a motor?"

"Nantik aja Asran tell me brother. Long story. Hana's brother came straight here, Asran wait. Don't wear it long, brother,"

Without waiting for a long time and suspicion, Hana just rushed out her motorbike and then directed her motor to the address that Asran sent earlier. Hana follows from the GPS that Asran sent.

A few minutes later Hana stopped at an old building that seemed uninhabited but the lights inside there were visible alive. Hana was surprised, the address sent by Asran through GPS just stopped here.

"Ngapain Asran is here? Bizarrely.. What GPS did Asran send error huh?" Hana muttered to herself. He sent a message back to Asran.

"Asran, brother has arrived. But, it's really not this place.. I'm in this old building. How quiet does it look like a place, like no one.."

Hana sent the message complete with a photo of the old building.

A few minutes later Asran replied.

"real brother. Asran's inside, just a second.. Asran out.."

Hana waited for Asran to come out of the old building, but.. The waiting did not appear either. Angrily Hana again sent a message to Asran.

"How long have you been Asran? What time it is, brother wants to go home. Cold tau wait outside this, the day is also getting night. You're a little quick!"

Hannah sent the message. But, even check one.

"Kok even check one? Asran where the hell is.." Hana grumbled with an agitated heart.

After that, there was a push from nowhere that made Hana get off her bike and then she walked towards the old building. There is only one desire in his heart at this time, he wants to meet with Asran directly and explain also the understanding of their relationship that can not be continued again. Hana hopes Asran can understand and reveal himself. Hana does not want this to make her friendship with Asran will end as well. At least they can still remain good friends at any time.

Therefore, Hannah went inside. After all, the day was getting night and plus the wind that began to blow loudly, it seemed like it would rain.

Just a few steps Hana walked towards the old building, suddenly from behind appeared someone in all black clothes and wearing a hat, he said, and that person with a quick movement just smothered Hana's mouth using a handkerchief that had been smeared with drugs.

Within seconds, Hana fell unconscious. The man then carried Hana's body and brought her into the old building.

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