Sakinah with you
Chapter 05
The rays of the morning sun welcome a new day, the rays illuminate nature very scorching, as if - will want to show its power.
Lamat - lamat Aisha opened her eyes that felt sticky, her whole body felt very painful.how painless she slept only based on a used cardboard.
"God, until when am I here" murmured Aisha in her heart.Air stomach came a sound indicating that she was pleading, but in the room there is no food that can block his stomach, even though there is no water.
Days passed, Aisha was locked up in the barn for days and days, she only got rations once a day.Aisha was not allowed to change her clothes, even worse, sometimes Aisha gets a blow or a jambai from both wives of Mr. Rico.
While Mr. Rico entrusted Aisha to his two wives, because he was busy with his work as the owner of several hotels and companies. in between - between work time, Mr. Rico always took the time to offer his wife to some of his coworkers.
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Aisha has been a wife of Mr. Rico for over a year, but during that time Aisha and Mr. Rico have never slept together in one room, and during that time also Aisha has been rented many times to the man's back nose, and many times also Aisha managed to escape in various ways, but it was her fault that Aisha returned to the husband's house until she was punished again.
One day Aisha was serving a sentence, she was sealed in the warehouse behind the house, her body was pale because it had two days not got food, only water as a reliever of hunger.
The wind at night is no longer felt. Aisha tried to find a way out, her determination was unanimous to escape, she was not concerned with the risks that would be received if she was caught fleeing.
A worn out window facing directly to the back of the house, becomes the only way Aisha escapes with all her remaining strength and makeshift equipment, Aisha tries to open the window.
The situation at that time was very quiet, he was sure that if the night was late, the residents of the house had fallen asleep, and now it was time for Aisha to escape.
Fortunately, he was on his side, to climb a wall fence Aisha using a ladder and jump directly into the empty land that is right next to the house of the lord Rico.
"Aisha you certainly can" Aisha's inner.
With a shaky step he walked down an alleyway to a highway.
"Thank God, I can finally be free" said Aisha happily.
He stopped a taxi. "Pak take me to Jalan Ab number 12" Aisha told the taxi stand.
When only half the trip arrived - arriving the taxi on board Aisha stopped, it made Aisha panic for a second.
"Sir why stop ?" ask Aisha.
"I don't know either, I want to check first" replied the driver.
The driver got out of the car and checked the condition of the car. "The engine is good - fine, but why arrived - suddenly this car died" murmured the driver to confusion.
"Why sir ?" ask Aisha who saw the look on the confused face of the driver.
"The engine is fine but why the car is dead" replied the driver.
"The gas is still there sir ?" ask Aisha.
The driver got back into the car to check the fuel. "Atagfirullah bener non, the gasoline runs out" said the driver while patting his eel.
"Where dong sir, the gas station looks like it's still far away".
"Better not find another taxi" suggested the taxi driver.
"But what about father ?".
"I'll be fine, it looks like the lady is hunting" said the driver.
Aisha thought for a moment, if she should be there then what if lord Rico found her.
"Alright sir, I carai another taxi, but sorry before I do not bring money, the intention will be to pay at home" said Aisha honestly.
"It's okay - what's non" said the taxi driver.
"But I'm so not good sir, look at it, you write on your cell phone number paper, tomorrow I call you to pay the fare" Aisha suggested.
"I'm sorry if I know your name is ready ?" ask Aisha.
"My name is Budiman, people often call me by the name of sir budi".
"My name is Aiyra". Aisha accidentally did not mention her nickname.The two shook hands with each other.
"Thank you for your kindness"
"Samely, non also heart - heart on the road because it's early in the morning".
Aisha also stepped her feet to find another taxi, had walked ten minutes but no taxi passed, when someone passed it turned out that the taxi had passengers.
His legs were no longer strong enough to walk until he finally decided to sit at a stop while waiting for a passing taxi.
Suddenly Aisha's gaze was fixed on two people who were walking across the street, but because of the lack of lighting made Aisha unable to see clearly the two people.
Because of curiosity towards the two people, Aisha tried to cross the road to ensure the two people.Silently Aisha followed the two people.
"Ko seems like someone is following us" said one of the people who followed Aisha.
"Ah time anyway, that's the feeling you just might".
"Yes really ko".
They both compactly turned the body.
"See who isn't - who is ?".
"But I feel like someone's been following me".
"It's better we go home soon".
The two also continued their journey to their car which was deliberately parked on the side of the road.
While Aisha is still hiding in a car, and fortunately, Aisha can quickly hide so that she is not caught.
"My eyes didn't look wrong, did they ?" ask Aisha to herself. "but who is that man, why are they so friendly" murmured Aisha.
"Maybe I'm just wrong, where might she be like that" Aisha's inner self, she still kept her eyes on her second step.
"Astagfirullah, why do I follow them, I have to leave immediately, can - can later Mr. Rico's men mendukan me". Aisha crossed the road again to find a taxi and forgot about the incident.
The two people who had followed Aisha immediately passed by their car leaving the location.
"For a moment, I seem to know the woman who was stopping the taxi" said someone who had felt he had followed.
"Who do you think it is ?" ask the other one
"It's like Aisha".
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