Young Single Mom's

Young Single Mom's
Outpouring



I was swept away in a cry that I had soaked this morning. I feel like I can no longer hold it. Slowly I began to tell the events of this morning to Bianca and Fafa with a confused feeling of where to start.


Lucky in the mosque is not too crowded, because it is not the time for mandatory prayer hours.in addition to the three of us there is only one mother - mother who is in the mosque.


" Mak actually I don't know for sure what really happened, but this morning before I left for the office. There were 2 policemen who came to my boarding house, they interrogated me and searched the contents of my room." they both listened to me carefully.


Drrrr....


Drrrrr....


Drrrr....


In the middle - the middle of the conversation arrived - my phone vibrated. Suddenly I picked it up and saw who was calling me.


"New number." I saw a number I didn't recognize calling me. With heart I answered the call.


"Hallo mba ara ?" there was the voice of the man who was on the other side of the call.


"Sorry who is this ? can I help you ? " i answered questioningly.


"Here I am Farhan mba who met mba ara this morning." saut Farhan.


Apparently he had saved my number when he searched my phone this morning no wonder he could call me.


"Oh yes sir, what about sir ?" manya curious.


"where are you now ?" tanyakanya.


"i'm in the office sir" I replied briefly.


"Oh is working yes, sorry to disturb for a while mba, there is something I want to convey. Actually I intend to meet directly with mba ara, but in relation to mba ara is working, I just talk directly over the phone" said Farhan slowly.


"Yes sir please" I replied.


"I would like to inform you of some information and request his cooperation to mba ara. So, actually the package that Sky sent to the address mba contains one type of drug. The sky is also a recidivist that has not long been free mba. He used mba fig to transact illegal goods mba" explained Farhan.


"A - what sir ?" instantly my body was weak to hear Farhan's explanation.


"we ask for cooperation mba ara to herd the sky so that we can catch. Because if you don't help us, then we can't help you either. We are trying to protect mba ara because all the evidence points to mba ara and we know the truth that mba ara is only used and is a victim. So, it would be very dangerous to mba fig because it could easily be thrown into prison" Farhan said.


I listened to Farhan's explanation weakly and tears were endlessly flowing.


"How is it, sir ?" ask me with a confused tone.


"Wait until Sky entrust the package to the address mba ara again.maybe in the near future he will transaction again. I will continue to monitor mba ara because it is feared that the Sky plot will also supervise mba ara because the Sky plot in Bali has been arrested." explained Farhan


Degs...


Degs...


"what is this reality?" my question is in my heart. I feel increasingly afraid of what happens next. Because just a little wrong, can - I go to jail.


The sky was trapping me. He pretended to be good and came back close to me just to use me for his sake.


even he could have put me in danger.


"What's my fault with you, Langiiiit...?" I asked - asked in my heart sobbing.


"Sir... Can I trust my father? is it true that you will protect me? if anything happens - what, where should I look for my father ?" tanyaku.


"heii.. heiii. already mba ara do not cry.I will definitely help mba ara if mba ara still want to cooperate." said Farhan reassured.


After we finished talking, we immediately ended the phone call.


I could only lean my body against Bianca who was beside my left with a gentle rub of my shoulder by Fafa meant to calm me who had been tense and continued to cry.


They were actually confused about what happened to me because I had not had time to finish my story, but they did not ask and preferred to calm me down.


After a little more calm, I lifted my body which had been in Bianca's arms.


"Now I have to do what I want to do. hyks hyks hyks" I still can't tell stories and stop my crying.


Seriate....


Haii.. haiii.


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