The Love that is Haram

The Love that is Haram
Escape



Kenzo who just finished the meeting opened his phone and was shocked to see so many phone calls from Nasywa.


How not, Nasywa who never contacted him again after they separated suddenly called him many times.


"Well! It couldn't have been a wrong move, Nasywa called me so many times" Kenzo said with a big laugh. But his laughter stopped when he suddenly felt bad about Nasywa.


"Wait, why did Nasywa suddenly contact me, Did something happen to her?" A worried Kenzo tried to call Nasywa.


And the ringing of Nasywa's phone surprised Herman who was still trying to hook 'hi the stepson. Seeing Herman off guard, as much as Nasywa's energy kicked the part of Vital Herman to make him retreat and endure the pain.


"Awhhh..."


"Youngwaaaa... Pick up the phone, don't worry me" said Kenzo, who kept trying to reach Nasywa.


With trembling hands Nasywa took her phone from inside her bag.


"Ken..." Nasywa smiled and had a glimmer of hope to escape from Herman. But he had not been able to talk to Kenzo, Herman had returned to hold him.


"Let go! Release!"


"Yuri!" nasywa's scream was heard by Ken who was on the other end of the phone. Ken can clearly hear how Nasywa rebelled from the one who kept on forcing him.


"You are getting more and more brave against me, so accept this! Q..!!!"


"Yuri...!" it was Kenzo who heard the slap. But after that Kenzo could no longer hear clearly because Nasywa's phone was thrown away from him.


"Yourself! Nashy!" Ken who no longer heard Nasywa's voice rushed out of the office and tried various ways to track Nasywa's whereabouts through his phone number.


While Nasywa who was lying face down on the floor with difficulty grabbed her phone back. But he still hasn't managed to get his phone. Herman pulled his leg further and further away from his phone. Not giving up just like that. Nasywa turned around swinging both legs to make Herman quite overwhelmed to protect his vitals that still felt so pained.


With that Nasywa can get back up and take her phone then run out of the shophouse.


He went to the bike and tried to leave the place. But unfortunately the key is not in the motor. Herman has been seen coming out of the shop.


Not wanting to be caught again, Nasywa ran as fast as possible leaving the bike. He who saw a car parked on the side of the road, Hiding next to the car. While Herman who ran not far from Nasywa stood on the other side of the car.


With slow steps, Herman circled the open car containing the Bamboo Craft. Do not want to be caught Nasywa who saw there was a gap to hide on top of the car immediately went up and hid among the Bamboo crafts.


"Hey Sir! What are you doing here?" asked one of the drivers who was carrying a tarp to cover the Bamboo Craft he was carrying.


"Find someone what they want to steal, it's very suspicious." said the other.


With a suspicious look at Herman, the two men tightly closed their luggage and got into the car.


Until the car left the location, Herman did not know if Nasywa was also carried in it.


"Allen... I lost another golden opportunity" said Herman, who then left the place.


Nasywa who felt it was safe enough to open a little tarp to breathe air because she felt her breath was so tight. His body also felt so weak as all his strength was exhausted to fight his stepfather who bia'dap. Even when his phone rang Nasywa was no longer heard and fell unconscious among the bamboo crafts.


"Youngwaaaa... Pick up the phone, don't worry me." Kenzo, who has not been able to track down Nasywa, is increasingly worried because he last heard Nasywa's quarrel with a man.


Not content just waiting for the results, Kenzo contacted Hasna to confirm the whereabouts of Nasywa.


"Son Kenzo." said Hasna from the other end of the phone.


"Mom Hasna, is Nasywa home?"


"No, he asked for permission this afternoon to confirm the work he just got."


"So it's true, Nasywa is not home." Kenzo's inner self is increasingly convinced that Nasywa is in trouble.


"What's wrong, Tumben called mom?"


"If I tell Ms. Hasna what I've heard, then Miss Hasna's getting worried." - Inner Kenzo.


"Son Kenzo?"


"E... No papa Bu Hasna, I just want to know the news, Ms. Hasna knows since we parted we never told each other again."


"Yes you're right, I'm so sorry for that, once again I'm sorry, son Kenzo.."


"No papa Bu Hasna, As time goes on I'm more accepting if loving doesn't have to always have." Kenzo again felt sad given his last meeting with Nasywa.


Seriate...