Take My Husband Back

Chapters. 17

One week had passed since the incident at the Live Pharmacy Plantation. During that time also Fika can not sleep well, not comfortable eating and activities, in the office Fika looks lethargic. Only when teaching and in front of his students Fika put on a cheerful face and spirit but the mind like a tangled thread and heart like a clamp door that deh...

It is too heavy for Fika's mind regarding her mistakes in her household. Her mistakes in her husband who when abandoned her have started to care for even she loves.

During that one week Fika also increasingly showed hostility towards Ardi. Even if Fika knows that Ardi is in the Foundation office, Fika will not enter the office, will ask Rara for help to complete her duties in the foundation office.

"Fika, Urska... Hey, I know you heard my call."

Fika throws down her hand that was pulled by Ardi as Fika exits her class and heads to the teacher's office. And with his judes said to Ardi

"What the hell lo? men are so rude."

"Fika, I'm just giving you lunch. You haven't eaten yet, have you?"

Ardi floated a big smile and was satisfied when Fika picked up a dining box labeled a famous Cafe.

"Mang Budi, it's eaten well. Excuse me Mang."

Fika casually gives the food to the OB who will enter Fika's classroom to clean her classroom. Then turn his body back to walk toward the teacher's office without caring about Ardi's face and speech.

Ardi could only be dumbstruck by Fika's actions

"Fika, that's what I bought for you."

Ardi could only shake his hair and immediately chased after Fika to demand an explanation but Fika had entered the teacher room and entered the Kindergarten Headmaster's room to talk to the Kindergarten Headmaster.

Ardi did not accept Fika's treatment that increasingly shunned her.

"Loe has to get back to me."

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After her place of work, Fika used to walk to her contract through a hallway that is not too crowded and not too narrow, just through two conflicting motorcycles.

"Eh, what's wrong? Move aside, I want to pass. Who are you?

Fika was frightened when two large men blocked her path before arriving at the end of the hallway that penetrated towards the housing where her contract was.

Fika had seen if the two men came down from a silver car.

"Please. Tolooonggg... Tolls..."

Fika tried to wriggle screaming for help, but, but his mouth was first on the plug and then tied by a cloth and both hands have been bent to his back and tied and his body wants to be cut by the two men.

Bugh!

Fika was surprised when one of the criminals in front of her fell down on the ground, Then the hand of a smaller man who had just hit one of the criminals again hit the face of the big man who was holding Fika's body from behind.

But unfortunately the person behind Fika's body was only hit in the face not to faint like his friend so he can quickly escape.

Then the small man opened the strings on Fika's hands and mouth.

Fika nodded her head to signal if she knew Mr. Bambang as a housing security guard there and often sangkal in the ojek collation as an additional producer, several times Fika even used the services of motorcycle taxi from Pak Bambang. Still with a trembling body Fika picked up her bag and paperbag to follow her rescuer's instructions.

"Eh, Ma'am... Stay away from the silver car in front of it. if chased, run towards the collater while the truck for help ya."

Fika again nodded her head and followed the direction of the rescuer, when he saw a silver car parked at the end of the alley, Fika walked as far as possible away from the car with a little run towards the driver. His eyes remained in watchful mode against the silver car.

Fika had not had time to approach the collation, Fika heard the roar of the car coming from the silver car. Fika quickly ran towards the direction of the collation, Fika felt the silver car was getting closer to her with a loud voice Fika shouted

"Please! Sir... Tolooong."

While waving her hand Fika sought the attention of some motorcycle taxi drivers who were running in the gerrymandering. All the motorcycle taxi drivers who were in the cabin looked towards Fika

Then. with high speed silver car runs straight leaving dust flying. All eyes of the motorcycle taxi driver looked fiercely at the silver car.

Then Fika recounted the incident that had just happened, Fika had not had time to tell one of the motorcycle taxi drivers to quickly go using his motorbike.

Fika had finished the story and was given a new bottled drinking water by a beverage seller who was sitting near the ojek's bottling.

Not long ago, an ojek who had left had returned with the person who had saved him.

"where is the person who is stuck?"

One of the taxi drivers asked the two newly arrived people.

"I'm done with it."

Just a short answer from the savior Fika.

"Mas, thank you for howling me. Sorry I haven't had time to say."

"Same with Ma'am, to be safer you should start now go home from work mbak anaik ojek only."

Fika felt the talk of her savior was not as a suggestion but more like a subtle command. But Fika considered his talk.

"Yes well, Mr Bambang would like to take me every day? pay later fixed rate usually only sir."

"Sorry Neng, not that I don't want to, but later I'm afraid it's fitting my schedule to bother."

"Later Wawan aja who just shuttle his Mbak. from now on aja anterin go home, ayuk Wan."

Another subtle command came out of the mouth of his rescuer but spoke to the taxi driver who had gone to fetch the savior Fika.

"Lah Man, why don't you just take the shuttle?"

One of the taxi drivers suggested.

"I can't eh.., is there a passenger I how?"

Finally Fika agreed to the advice of the savior who later Fika knew named Arman who worked day-to-day as an ojol-car and quite often also held in front of the Gate of the foundation where Fika taught and worked.