The Overdose of Love
N2=My Missing Wife>Doaku In Kidnapping
I could only give up, roar, and cry, when the body was in pain, as a result of Salwa who was without pity to hit and torture me. Now the face may be pale, because the wound is increasingly gaping throbbing pain. Two days have passed, this self still held captive and kidnapped, which mercilessly Salwa still binds and coagulates my mouth. For some reason Salwa was so cruel as to do all this, all my efforts were made to negotiate with Salwa, but in reality it was just futility, because his heart was dead from hatred and revenge.
"O Allah, O robb, help your weak servant out of abduction and captivity. The servant believes that You are almighty over everything, so be aware of Salwa immediately and forgive the mistakes he has done to me. Open the door of his heart, that what he did was a mistake, guide him and give him a way, that he may soon come to the realization of the omission of all his faults" I prayed in my heart for my own good and Salwa.
I am still trying to forgive the person who has tortured me, and I do not want to be trapped in the name of revenge, because hurt will be avenged with revenge can never be finished, he said, and all that will make our hearts increasingly gaping will thirst for anger, so that even sin will continue to follow us. Doesn't anyone say, "People don't get revenge, but pray for those who hurt us, because God will give more reward, for those who are able to forgive those who have hurt us". Those are the words I now immerse myself in, for there is no recompense for Salwa's treatment, 'let Allah 'return all.
Netra was surfing around the messy-looking warehouse room, and my gaze continued straight to the side, with eyes wide open. Now I try to take a deep breath, and let it out slowly.
"Hehhhhh .. huuuff."
Realizing there would be no more help, I finally tried to get up myself from the fall of myself. I don't know how many hours I've been asleep, as I remember after Salwa mistreated the eyes began to slam, and the possibility of this self-blurring sleep due to all the body already felt pain.
I slowly lifted my body to sit properly, with the net continuing to look around the room. Unceasingly this self regulates the breath, and now trying to wipe the tears that had dripped, using clothes attached to the shoulders, because the hands are still tied.
The pain, pain, pain, and the feeling of the wound was slightly bruised, so that the pain was unbearable. Matakupun it feels like I-mayu just want to rest. On the other hand by closing the eyes, so that the brain does not keep thinking of continuing pain throughout the body, and by being made to sleep maybe all the taste will disappear.
The morning sun had blinded the incoming light from the cracks of the warehouse, so that it made the matakupun to open it immediately. This self just keeps thinking what else will Salwa do next? All I know is that he will only continue to torture me mercilessly, even though this self has repeatedly apologized to him, but he did not heed my words that were on him only revenge.
Braak .. brook .. braaak, the sound of people outside the warehouse like they're hitting something.
"Eeem .. emm," My voiceless mouth, trying to ask for help.
With all my strength, now I walk with a sitting position, as a result of the hands and feet are still tied. In front of my eyes was a pile of plastic chairs that had been badly shaped, and my intention was to go there, so that the outsiders could hear, and his will could help me later. Slowly but surely, as hard as I wanted to get to that chair.
Bruuuk, my body has been overturned to the right, due to my stubbornness that is too fast.
"Eem." My roaring voice was no sound, with tears already flowing.
The body was already sick from the torture, and now it's falling down. The wound was like being splashed with salt water, it felt so unstoppable, it was incomparable to its throbbing.
"Oh Allah, is this difficult for me to escape from the abduction. Has Adit given up on looking for me? And until now there has been no sign of him finding me. O God, have my sins been so much that you have made my situation difficult?" my grunts are in a heart that is already feeling desperate.
"Astagfirullah al-Adhim, forgive me, O Allah, it is bad to think of You. Servant believes in Your power greater than anything, maybe this is the path of fate destined for me to increase the faith, Astagfirullah. May the following days send you help, to get the servant out of here. Amin ya robal alamin," my prayer in an unbroken heart begged for help.
My job is to just curl up helplessly and sleep. The breeze of the night that often pierced the bones I could not get rid of, plus the swarm of mosquitoes that always perched on my body, I let them suck it until full, because there was no point in telling them to leave, because the hands can't throw it away.
Only tears are now my only consolation, in times of fear, anxiety, and despair.
There was no more pleasure on my face, for this self was utterly afraid of the actions of Salwa, who was more and more heartless and cruel. Sometimes a day is only given to eat 1 time, and either busy what he did, so I also forget not to be given food, or is this indeed his intention so that I am more suffering in prison torture. Even so when he feeds always bemepotan, so even the stomach can not be full. He always fed me with emotion and always in a hurry, making the rice always fall apart on the floor.
"Hi Ana si*l*n, how are you?" salwa's greeting midnight.
Only a thousand languages of self to greet him, because there is no point in talking to him, because his heart is blind and died of revenge.
"Wah .. wah, there are people for whom you let stand," said Salwa.
His hand had grabbed the hair, so inevitably the head looked up.
"Ckckckk, I forgot. If your mouth is clothed, so that it cannot welcome my words. Aah, why am I being such a fool! But stupid like this, smart can also torture you, can't you! hahahahahaha," his laughter that I thought was crazy.
"Oh yeah. There's good news for you! It seems Adit is now starting to give up! looking for you, how's dong?" it was a strange and insane question.
Not believing his shit.
"You have not been found for two days, and he seems to have given up. He now looked calm, neither panicked, nor agitated. Does he not love you anymore, so he forgets his kidnapped wife? Emm, maybe yes! Wuuih, it means good to me dong, I can finally remarry with him, hooray!" his joy that I thought was bragging and overconfident.
"Eem'mm," The mouth wants to make a sound, and ask to open the mouth.
"What's? Disturb people again imagine being married to Adit alone!" the pekiknya don't like.
"Eem .. emm," My silence spoke, with the netra pointing towards the lump of cloth.
"Eem .. emm," I asked once again.
"Well, you're so fucked! What the hell are you talking about?" salwa said, who finally opened the lump of cloth in my mouth as well.
"Cuuuiih," my saliva hit his face.
Plaaak .. plaaak, 2 slaps again landed on my cheek.
"You don't expect Mas Adit to be with you. He won't be with a mad, mad, sadistic woman like you" I sneered with my upper lip to the left.
"What?" His surprise.
"Not sold and Adit won't."
"What did you say? I can't be with Adit? Hahahaha," he said with laughter, which made me alluded.
"You're kali! Who's too much of a fantasy could be with Adit."
"Remember! All of that will not happen to me, because I will continue to disturb your relationship at any time," said Salwa who had gripped my cheek.
"For me it will never be possible, for Adit's love is greater and stronger than me alone. So you're the one who has to throw away that delusion that's too high! Because later you may fall, and may become heartbroken, and the ends can kill yourself!" I said against him, with my mouth snout forward, because Salwa was still mocking my cheek.
"Ciiih, I am dreaming high, but all that will soon be realized, because forever I will eliminate you, which certainly after all things have calmed down!" threaten Salwa while throwing my face away.
"What do you mean?" I've shuddered in horror at his threat.
"You don't need to know! That's classified?" he smiled thinly full of victory painted on his face.
"Oh my God, please. Quickly dive myself. Help me get myself out of here, "this unceasing self prays in my heart, after Salwa's departure.
"Give me strength O God, strengthen me .. I beg you." My prayers are in my heart with the aimatas that keep flowing, and I can't keep them anymore.
The body was weak, the energy felt was lost instantly, due to Salwa's speech just now. Breath begins to cramp, because this self is confused to do what and do not know what else to say?.
