TOXIC: Story of Masha

Part 5's

Doni seems to mean it, and Masha also actually needs help in order to get away from the territory, so that her father does not find it until his father has realized, so that his father is not, Masha ran away from the house.

"Are you okay? Where are you going?" ask Doni.

"My friend's house" replied Masha.

"You want me to deliver?" ask Doni.

Masha was silent for a while.

"I will not harm you." said Doni slowly.

"If I really intend to harm you, I have done it right now, mumpung here is quiet," continued Doni.

Masha looked over here.

It looked lonely, and there were only one or two motor vehicles, which passed at the intersection that was still quite far away, from where Masha and Doni were standing.

"You?" ask Doni.

"Yes" answered Masha.

Doni then removed the handle from Masha's backpack and picked up the bike, which was parked a little further behind Masha.

"I don't have a spare helmet. You just wear this one," said Doni while thrusting the helmet in his hand to Masha.

"no need. You're the one wearing it!" said Masha.

Doni then nodded his head, and put on the helmet that Masha refused.

"Let's ride!" bring Doni.

Although there was still a bit of hesitation, Masha ended up riding a piggyback behind Doni.

Doni then runs his motorcycle, at moderate speed, away from the area.

"Where's your friend's house?" ask Doni.

Masha.

If Masha went to Rina or Yudha's house, her father would easily find Masha's whereabouts.

"Take me to the bus terminal" replied Masha.

"Bus terminals? Is it like this? You'll be alone in there!" said Doni.

"Is there no other place you know, could it be a place for you to hide?" ask Doni.

Doni know that Masha wants to hide?

How could?

Did Doni suspect anything?

"How could you think that I wanted to hide?" ask Masha.

Doni then slowed down the speed of his motorcycle, until finally stopped on the side of the road.

"You're hurt. I think it's probably your father who hit you until it's your situation...

And you must be running away from home, looking for a safe place, so your father doesn't find you" Doni said.

"Really, no?" ask Doni.

Masha.

"If you want, I can help you rest tonight. The place isn't fancy, but it's not too bad either" Doni said.

"Hows it? You want? Or go to the bus terminal?" ask Doni again.

"I want to." answered Masha, after thinking for a while.

"Where? To the place I told you?" ask Doni.

"Yes" answered Masha briefly.

"okay! Hold her!" said Doni.

Doni then runs his motorcycle again, and takes Masha to a small house, which stands between piles of iron boxes, containers near the port.

It was quite far away from the housing where Masha's father lived, and it seemed that it would be a safe place to escape from his father.

"Let's go in! Do not linger outside, so as not to be the attention of the people around," said Doni, while opening the door of the house, and keep the door open, until Masha passed through.

"This place belongs to my friend. I come here every once in a while, if there's a delivery, or there's an item coming" Doni said, closing the front door.

Inside the building was like a messy office.

The papers piled high on the table, a computer set, and complete with a work chair that became the pair of work desks.

Some file cabinets, a sofa that can be for two people to sit on, and the rest is just empty space with no other items there.

"You can rest in here" said Doni, taking Masha to one of the rooms, which were inside.

A small room with a small closet, a small mattress, complete pillows, bolsters, and blankets.

The fan that hung above the ceiling of the room, turned on Doni, then wagged as much as possible the top of the mattress in the room.

"The toilet's outside" said Doni, pointing in one direction, as he swept away the room floor, which was a bit dusty.

Masha coughed with flying dust, making Masha's throat feel dry and itchy.

"I'm sorry... But I rarely sleep here. I sleep more often at home. If I'm just working, I can sleep here" said Doni.

Maybe it was felt that Doni's floor was clean enough, Doni rolled a sheet of carpet near the mattress.

"Come in! Why are you staying there?" doni.

Masha who had just stood near the door of the room, then walked inside.

Doni took the backpack from Masha's back, and placed it in a small cupboard, which was inside the room.

"Try to take off your jacket!" said Doni.

Masha raised her eyes, and stared fixedly at Doni.

"For what?" ask Masha ketus.

"I just want to see the wound in your hand" said Doni, then took out the p3k box on top of the closet.

"Let me alone treat my wounds" said Masha.

"Hmmm... You're stubborn. What's wrong with me helping you apply medicine to you?" ask Doni.

Finally, after being silent for a while, Masha then opened her jacket.

This time, Doni looked glued towards Masha's hand.

The young man, as if daydreaming, stared at Masha's hand, barely blinking.

The young man's brows furrowed, and looked like he was hardening his jaw.

Masha looked at her own two hands.

Indeed, the former lash of his father's belt earlier, looks bad near the skin of his hand, which is not covered by the sleeve of his T-shirt.

Purplish blue, mixed with a little dry blood, from the peeled part of his skin.

The one who saw those scars, must have shuddered in horror, mixed with a sense of pain.

But, Masha already did not feel the pain anymore, as if nothing had happened to that skin of her hand.

Slowly Doni pulled up the sleeves of Masha's shirt, while still putting on a tense expression, and her jaw tightened.

The sound of Doni's breath was quick to hunt, as if he was feeling very angry, as he looked behind the arm of Masha's shirt.

Without asking Masha for permission, Doni moves to the back of Masha and pulls up the Masha shirt until Masha's back is open.

"Suck!" doni.

The young man's voice rang out trembling, as his hand held onto Masha's T-shirt.

Masha pulled down her t-shirt, which Doni was holding, and closed the back of her body again.

"Why did you pick up my shirt without permission?" said Masha.

"I'm sorry... But, why would your father hit you so badly?" ask Doni.

Before Masha answered Doni's question, the young man held Masha's hand, slowly, and with a slight pull on Masha, to sit on the floor.

Doni walked out of the room.