ZAHRA AKBAR'S

Kidnaping

That morning Clara left for school delivered by Randi. Fachri and his father have a job that cannot be left behind. But Fachri told me. He will still be coming to school for Clara's rap record.

As usual, Clara always joked with Anin. There were a lot of things that both of them told me when they didn't come in a few days ago.

After getting tired of joking with Clara who was sometimes ignorant to ask for forgiveness, Anin's gaze seemed to look distant.

"Why are you Nin?"

"Samuel has gone out of Ra" Anin replied lethargicly. "So rarely see us later" he continued.

"Teruuuussss. . If you rarely see you want to find that serepan?" Clara looked at her best friend half-mockingly.

"Lo thought I was Ra's fuckin' girl! Gini-gini I'm a loyal girl with a partner. I'll wait for Samuel until he graduates. If I need to follow him there," said Anin excited.

"Didih, lo Nin style. Sure you can be loyal!" tease Clara.

"Lo Tuch is really good for Ra. Not satisfied with my temptations from earlier. Could be yes, bang Fachri hold the same lo nyebelin kayak gini."

"Don't be wrong, Nin! I'm at home as a sweet wife."

"Lo style yes. Sweet wife what? cooking cannot. The most common is bang Fachri. But, that's mashed up duck's cake." Now replace Anin who mocked Clara.

"Don't be wrong, Nin! I never was a lick. Even Fachri who often mombalin me."

"Not believe me." Anin turned her face away. View incoming messages on his phone. It made the two stop mocking each other.

Clara looked at the clock on the classroom wall. It's showing at 08:45. Suddenly his heart was called by dhuha time. "Kemushola yuk Nin!" take Clara later.

"What sambet do you ngajak kemushola clock this way?" Anin put down her phone. Switch to Clara.

"Gue tambet jinnya Fachri," Clara chirped. He took the mukena from his bag. "Udah let's go!" Clara pulls Anin's hand to walk towards the school mosque. Anin's hand grabbed her phone. Follow Clara's steps.

"Tumben-tumbenan sih lo Ra. What do you want to do with dimushola?" ask Anin curiously.

"We have hearts there. Try dech ntar must be very comfortable there," said Clara while walking with a smile that adorns her lips.

Anin can only follow the invitation of her best friend who recently began to change.

Arriving at the dimushola, Clara invites to take the wudlu. So too with Anin. Then they perform dhuha prayers.

That is where inner calm is found by Clara. There was a cold wind blowing through his soul. What a calm he so longed for. Comfort that cannot be described with words. His soul was so peaceful that morning under the dhuha sky.

Anin felt the same way. He was astonished to see Clara who was so calm in his remembrance. So much influence Fachri in the life of his best friend.

The two are now back in class. Because today is the day of the rap. So, all the teachers prepared to welcome the guardians of the students who started to arrive.

Clara hugs Anin before she enters the car that Fachri is carrying. For the next few weeks he will be off school. They will rarely meet.

"Congratulations you got the best score of the year!" fachri said as they were on their way home. He looked at the girl sitting next to him.

"It's usual Fachri. Every year I always get that. So, it's not something special for me anymore." Clara's face looked flat. It is indeed a common thing for him, every year he got the first title in school.

"What do you think is special?"

"You!" clara answered briefly while looking at Fachri.

The one who was seen only frowned in wonder. "Why me?"

"Because you're a special gift this year. What else if you want to say love to me directly." Clara is going to fish for Fachri. So that Mah would say love to her.

Fachri is just an ordinary human being who can feel pain and worry. It is not that it does not accept the written terms. But, the heart is too sensitive when it comes to love.

"While your lips don't say it, your eyes have told me that you love me, Fachri. The series of your scratches also hinted so. I've fallen in love with you, too" said Clara lightly. He said it plainly, without burden.

Fachri just smiled looking at the girl beside him. He refocused on driving. I want to hear Clara's next words.

"Fachri, don't you want to give me a present?" Clara stared fixedly at Fachri's face that did not respond to his chatter.

"You said there was nothing special about your achievement today. Why ask for a gift?" fachri Goda.

"Yes already. Don't give me a gift!" Clara folded her hands over her stomach while she was a manyun.

Shortly after, Fachri pulled the car over. He saw an ice cream vendor on the side of the road.

"What kind of ice cream do you want?"

"I want chocolate and strawberri." Clara answered enthusiastically.

Yes, even if it's just ice cream on the side of the road but it makes him quite happy. Because Fachri invited him.

After enjoying the ice cream, the two walked leisurely to the car. Without them expecting a black car to stop right in front of their car. The men of stature approached Fachri and Clara. They moved quickly, leaving no room for Fachri to fight back. They immediately put an anesthetic injection on the bodies of Clara and Fachri.

In just a few seconds, both of them were unconscious. Even the people around did not dare to do anything they chose silence and did not interfere. The movement of those people was also so fast. Clara and Fachri's bodies were immediately put in the car. Then, go fast.

The shadowy bodyguards who were guarding Clara and Fachri from afar were unable to thwart the kidnapping. On a motorcycle they chase the car carrying Clara and Fachri. But ill-fated, they lost track while passing through the intersection. It seems that the kidnapping was well planned. Given that several times the kidnapping failed. Now they are doing the right strategy. Paralysing targets with specific calculations.

"Hallo boss! Non Clara and Mr. Fachri are kidnapped. We lost track." One of the bodyguards contacted Steven.

"How can you let your guard down? Keeping two people alone isn't truculent," Steven hardened with emotion. Then he cut off the televon connection. Throwing his phone off the table. Rubbing his face violently while throwing his body right behind him.

Andi who heard Steven's loud voice immediately entered the room.

"What's Stev?"

"Clara and Fachri were kidnapped" Steven replied with more stable emotions. "You know who this is. Get your men to watch Maxime's movements, "he ordered later.

Andi immediately made Steven's request. Contacting his mainstay people.

"You need to calm down, Stev. Maxime couldn't possibly have dared to hurt Clara" Andi said trying to calm Steven who seemed chaotic hearing his favorite daughter was kidnapped.

"I'm sorry to let Maxime live free to roam out there. I think he'll be aware of his mistake. But he stays with his greedy soul."

"I'm going to collect evidence of Maxime's crimes a few years ago. He will not escape the law. We teach him a lesson." Andi spoke with fire.

"We need to find Clara and Fachri first. Maxime could have been desperate to achieve his goal. As he did to his half-brother." Steven chimed. He is more worried about the safety of Clara and Fachri.

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