She's No Ordinary Girl

Bi Marni's?

Milan took Tania by the hand, tracking the winding path in a densely populated village.

"Road faster, baby," whispered Milan. He lifted the suitcase next to his hand.

Milan's voice felt melodious in Tania's ears when she called him 'honey', somehow like being hit by a fresh wind. Even a small smile began to expand in a state that began to heat up.

Tania quickened her pace, she walked half-running with a breathless breath that was no less fast than her heartbeat.

The thugs still follow right behind. Only about fifteen meters from the footing of Milan.

"Milan, are you scared?" tanya Tania, Milan turned his head for a moment but continued to step.

"No, just dodging," replied Milan.

Both turn in a narrow alley, then turn again until they reach a patrol post with a horde of base ojek. A faint smile expanded on the lips of the two as reflexes looked at each other.

"Oject, Sir!" exciting Milan. Ojek immediately gas. Milan and Tania boarded different ojek, but the ojek that Tania was riding followed by the ojek that was driven by Milan drove quickly towards the road that began to be wide.

The motorbike, driven by Milan, drove onto the highway and stopped at a slightly quiet bus stop. After giving a few pieces of paper money, the ojek left the two at the place.

Silent.

The two began to worry for a moment. Luckier. Public transport buses are again visible, Milan reflexively waved his hand, trying to stop the bus pace.

"Come, up!" milan exclaimed, raising his voice.

"Yes" replied Tania, pulling Milan's arm around spoiled at the door of a public transport bus.

Netra both roamed, looking for an empty seat. For a moment, both of them looked tense. He was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after the two found a pair of empty seats. Milan pulled out a bottle of drink from his backpack. The two drank in turn.

The bus conductor becomes scary when in a state of urgency. Milan almost choked in surprise. The atmosphere became tense for Tania, as the conductor looked more like a market thug with a sangar face.

"How far do you know my real parents?" Suddenly Tania let out a sound after the bus conductor gave her a ticket and walked away.

"They are good people, rich, and .. became the target of its business competitors. Can't you really remember a bit about them, Tania?" obviously Milan, accompanied by a reply to questions.

To be honest. Milan was also very curious about Tania. Ought to. Milan is a personal bodyguard assigned by Tania's biological father. However, now it feels different after the close relationship the two are actually trapped in marriage.

"No, I only dream often," Tania replied hesitantly.

Milan frowned so deeply, staring in surprise at Tania. "Dreams?"

"Yes. Dream of a toddler hidden by his mother under the bed. In the dream, there was a robbery and massacre in a magnificent house" Tania said.

"See, what does this look like in your dream?" Milan thrust out a photo that he had just taken out of an old diary book that he always carried in his backpack.

Tania. He stared at the picture given by Milan. His eyes are perfectly rounded when he sees the photo of the woman in the photo exactly the same as the woman who is always present in his dream. His eyes twitched then moved to look at Milan.

"Where did you get it?" tanya Tania, curious. 

Tania is surprised to learn that Milan has the exact same photo as the photo that is always present in her dreams.

The two exchanged looks for a moment. The gazes of the two together held a huge curiosity. Then Milan began to open his voice, "I found it in a suitcase in the main room."

"Don't lie!" exclaimed Tania, slightly raising her voice.

"Sssst ... we are still insecure, don't invite attention!" sergeant Milan.

Followed by the net swept around the passenger seat of the bus.

Milan was shocked when the bus driver suddenly stopped his speed. He immediately stood among the other passengers checking the situation. While Tania remained silent but was on standby with some luggage left by Milan for her.

Not in the chair. Milan is hysterical. But he tried to calm down. His eyes went to the back door of the bus. Is correct. Tania was already preparing to wait for him there.

"Let's go .." said Tania. With her hands trying to slow her voice.

Milan smiled with relief. The sturdy man seems very unwilling if the woman fell into the hands of criminals.

Less than a step, Milan's feet stepped on the exit stairs. 

A pair of burly hands from the other direction, pulled Tania and forced her out until Tania was slammed. Tania rise. He threw the suitcase in his hand. His eyes turned sharply slicing. His face turned red. A pair of his hands clenched, while his feet mounted the horses. Then a kick lunged towards the thick-bodied man before him.

"It is not in vain Raffa taught martial arts for you," said Milan, while picking up his suitcase.

The thick man got up. However, some of their friends started to arrive. Baku hit back. Milan, and Tania were gang-raped by 5 thugs.

Luckily Tania can keep pace with Milan, and help. Maybe if not, the situation is both so bad even though Milan martial arts are quite qualified. Considering the thugs look so well trained. They're not just anyone. Sure was sent by someone to pick up Tania.

When the situation is getting rowdy and invite the attention of other passengers. A police officer came walking towards Milan. Milan was still staring at him. At the same time, a thug pulled out a dagger which was then slammed to leave an incision wound on Milan's right arm.

"Aarrrggghhh!" Milan groaned in pain.

But he still took the time to pick up his suitcase while running towards the sugarcane plantation with his left hand tightly grasping Tania's hand. 

Tania also ran with sweat pouring down her white cheeks.

"Milan, how's this?" Tania was so panicked, seeing the blood on Milan's arm gushing.

Both are in the middle of a sugar cane plantation. So that the existence of the two had not been seen after running several tens of meters. Over there. Tania pulled out her favorite scarf. The scarf that he had been keeping as a memory of the old man who was deliberately left for him. At the pull until torn with a single blow. Then he tied it to Milan's arm that was hit by the incision wound tightly.

Milan stared at Tania's face without blinking as Tania looked so attentive towards him. Suddenly, he felt uncomfortable. Recalling before he hurt Tania's heart.

"I'm sorry, Tania."

"We'll discuss everything later, let's move on! We're looking for the nearest hospital" Tania said. His face is a firm sculpture. Showing he's not messing with her words.

Both go a long way. Tania turned on a cell phone in her hand. Search for the nearest Hospital with GPS silently while walking tail behind Milan.

"We turn right, there's a highway. And there's also a hospital not far from here" he said, breathing heavily.

Milan surprised. Stopping her steps, then looking at Tania with a frown.

"Have you ever come here?" ask Milan, who honestly harbored suspicion.

"Just go!" shouted Tania, passing Milan who are still nailing. Take over driving the road.

***

After fifteen minutes they both walked. We arrived at a clinic, not a hospital. It's not why what matters is that Milan's injuries can be dealt with first. They chose the Clinic, because going to the hospital still requires another 3 kilometers of travel.

Milan are sitting on the IGD grimacing in pain. When the wound is stitched. While Tania stood beside him to stand guard. Her net was focused on the woman carrying a swarm of balloons soaring in the air. Of course it invites his attention, just when Milan finished treatment.

"That, Bi Marni. Let's go with him" said Milan, Tania's eyes were round. How could the woman who was originally babysitting him be at the place, as if she was picking him up with a look of panic.

— To be continued

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