The Loving Waist

The Loving Waist
chapter 3 Disappearing Without a Trace



"Do you know he's the one who got hurt, sir?" fatia said while kicking the male boss dressed in jeans.


"Yes he's my boss, and you guys let's help the girl snuggle up" replied Ardi with a slight shout to the three bodyguards.


"Okay bosss" replied to the three bodyguards in unison.


Because there was help coming, forced the two robbers to try to stand up to help his boss with difficulty.


There was a battle back, kicking blows and shouting continued there was no stopping.


"Hyaaaaaaat...huh....huk...".


With deft Fatia and the three bodyguards against the man dressed in jeans, so that the reverse state that had been Fatia overwhelmed against her own, after there was help from the bodyguard that could be defeated easily.


Ardi called the police station where their friend was on duty, although his close friend had not yet arrived, but the police came quickly after they were on his phone.


Finally, the four men were escorted to a police station not far from TKP on Mohammad Hatta street.


Fatia simply looked at the police officers deftly handcuffing them with her hands pointed backwards.


Seeing the belt lying on the asphalt that was a bit away from her standing position, Fatia walked towards the belt.


Fatia picked up the belt that was already lying on the asphalt, walking up to the indo-faced man slowly.


Looking at his face at a glance handsome but with a look of cold and slick eyes may be due to enduring the pain in his left arm which was hit by hot lead.


"Thank you Ma'am for saving my boss" Ardi said.


"Together, it is our duty to help people who need help" Fatia replied casually.


"Yes I returned the belt yes sir, thank you" Fatia said as she squatted closer to Jose who looked weak.


Jose's right hand grabbed the belt, nodded his head and glanced at it without taking out a word that came out of his mouth.


Jose grasped the belt, rolled it with his right hand slowly and put it in the pocket of his pants.


"It is better to be taken quickly to the nearest hospital sir" said Fatia briefly.


"Yes, thank you for the advice" replied Ardi, bowing his body in a sign of respect.


"Let's get our boss to the hospital".


'Hhhmm..., oh. sick" complained Jose.


"Sorry my boss was late to check the boss' GPS so this could happen, why not wait for us to come home" Ardi said trembling in fear of his boss being angry.


Ardi pushed his boss into the car with a worried heart, laid him in the car seat behind the wheel and closed the car door quietly.


Ardi slightly ran open the car door near the driver sat down quickly and started his car.


Fatia circled the area while squatting in search of the shoe that stayed on the left, as the right shoe was thrown some distance away.


Fatia did not find her shoes because the street lights are just dim not too bright.


"It was looking for a shoe I lost one, was thrown somewhere, the feeling was not far from here" Fatia said without looking at the car.


"Hahaha his own walking shoes are in search?" said Ardi immediately drove the car to the hospital at a fairly high speed because the road had begun to be empty and too late.


Fatia ignored the oncoming car, she still circled around the area for a quarter of an hour but was unable to find her shoes.


"Where to....this is a shoe.do not want to be invited home it's night come on.." said Fatia nagging herself without any friends.


"Well, the address can't eat one Sunday because you have to buy another shoe" Fatia grumbled as she walked away from the place barefoot.


The income that Fatia got was not much, so she had to save money to be able to meet the needs of life and the cost of her college for the next month.


There is a sense of disappointment in the heart of Fatia because her favorite shoes can not be found when it is often used.


Finally Fatia returned home to the boarding house with a small barefoot running, the boarding position Fatia not far from the CPI was just a turn to the small alley had reached there.


Arriving at the boarding house Fatia took a bath using warm water after finishing compressing the waist bruised by being kicked by the man she met on the road Muhammad Hatta.


Apply the ointment to reduce pain and bruising in the waist slowly.


Lying his body for a moment just to rest and reduce the pain that was quite sick, closed his eyes until the morning before, the sun peeked behind the mountain with a red orange hue.


The morning after Fatia took a bath and worship there was a WA notification from her karaten group.


"Tringgg... tringgg....".


"Fatia please accompany my sister who will participate in a karate match on the island of Bali yes" wrote Abah guru's message.


"Siaap Abah the teacher" Fatia answered briefly.


"There are about three weeks yes .... do not forget to prepare all, will be picked up by the secretariat around eleven noon" wrote a message from the secretariat.


"Ok ready to wait" replied Fatia again.


Fatia packed goods with suitcases to be brought to the city of Bali for three weeks as a junior karate match coach in Southeast Asia.


Fatia made a makeshift breakfast, namely fried rice breakfast to just fill her energy from last night drained due to an unbalanced fight.


Before leaving Fatia bought a pair of shoes for a replacement for shoes that were lost last night to a shoe store near the boarding house.


After eleven o'clock Fatia and the group left for Juanda Surabaya international airport and arrived at Ngurah Rai airport forty-five minutes after that.


Fatia's entourage was picked up by the match committee to the lodging that had been provided, in the inn Fatia can rest, although the room is simple but comfortable enough to rest comfortably.


"He he he, finally did not become fasting for a week because of the shoes, instead can eat for free for three weeks, God is very fair to his servant indeed" fatia murmured inwardly and smiled to herself.


Indeed, the windfall has been set, which should he be more irritating in the next week even get an unexpected windfall.


The point of doing something must be sincerely Allah who will regulate the fortune of every servant who is not easily discouraged .