Melani And Her Boy's
Totebag

At that time the star began to appear to accompany the moon. The wind is getting colder. The sun does not appear on the surface replaced by bright street lights. Melani took her legs in turns.

It had been several days that the young man's nose had not appeared before him. Now, Melani also more often through the streets at night when returning home. No more annoying smiles of the young man. No more motor sport sounds heard the girl's hearing.

The girl's life returned to the same as the year before. No more worry, anxiety or pleasure that comes to the surface of the girl's heart. He tries to move on with his life, staying focused on the future.

The girl saw an object that she was carrying earlier. It was bright white with a cartoon motif in front of it. A totebag that the girl often brought to keep a hoodie jacket of the young man.

Several times the sun and moon changed. The girl always carried the totebag while working at the warkop. He hoped that the young man would return to visit where he worked. So that he can return the young man's goods.

A whistle sounded in his hearing. His whole body shook a little. Looking towards the leafy branches. The road was deserted, there were no vehicles passing through. Only the girl and the light of the road were lit to accompany the night.

The girl gulped her saliva when she saw a group of thugs approaching. His hands shook violently, and his knees were weak. They're getting closer to him. Slowly Melani retreated her steps, trying to keep her distance.

A group of thugs smiled cunningly when the victim looked frightened. But the girl kept trying to calm down. Looking around, looking for something that could protect him.

Until his body fell, tripped a brick. He couldn't even see the brick before when he rewinded his steps. A thug approached the girl who was trembling.

"Nice prey, white, smooth, beautiful again." Knock the thug, grab Melani's chin.

The thug brought his face closer. The girl's sweat was pouring out. The thug's breath felt on his skin now. With remaining courage, one hand groped into the streets.

Grabbing a brick that has landed it to the surface. When the thug was still looking at his face. The girl landed a slap of bricks onto the man's skin surface. He makes a groan of pain.

Seeing that opportunity, Melani immediately stood up. Put his feet up quickly. Her breathing was heavy, her knees were limp. He wanted to look back. But his heart forbids.

His hearing heard many footsteps following him. The footsteps seemed to be trying to grab the girl's body. Hearing that, the girl quickened her pace. Try not to let the person in the back reach his body.

"Woi jablay is so brave that you're like me!"

His breathing grew heavier, he even felt like he was about to die. Until a swarm of motors sounded from the opposite direction. Put the girl's heart on the ground.

No thugs were near him. They were seen running away from the girl. She moved her feet quickly, as if she was afraid of him. Melani sighed, so relieved. He shrank the sweat that was on his forehead. Both of his legs felt a little sore.

However, the girl kept staring at the bunch of thugs until they disappeared from sight. The sound of a horde of motors getting closer accompanied by a cold wind.

An arm hit his right shoulder. The touch was cold on the surface of his shoulder. His heart was beating fast again. The girl was now truly devoted to God about her fate.

Melani ventured to turn her head. A bright smile a young man looked. The smile dazzled the darkness of the moon. The young man was seen holding a helmet on his right arm.

"Lo ga what?" He asked the young man, he was not a man he knew.

But Melani is now grateful for the presence of the young man and his gang. Therefore, he managed to get out of the fate of the girl tonight.

He smiled softly. "I'm good, make it." As for the girl, her breath was still heavy. His sweat is still pouring out.

The young man looked at her from top to toe. Look at the girl's appearance. Wearing a light brown sweater, the girl looked very attractive in her sight.

He stuck out his right hand. "My name is Raffansyah, call me Raffa." He introduced himself. The girl shone on the young man's palm.

Melani flashed her smile, "My name, Melani." The young man returned his smile. A gust of wind caressed the girl's hair. Silence was present among them, filling the mists of the moon.

One of the young men got off his motorcycle. Patting Raffa's shoulder and whispering into his ear. Raffa nodded in understanding, the young man smiled back at the girl.

"I am first yes, heart of heart." Said the young man back on his motorcycle and put a helmet in his hand.

The young man and the mob drove away leaving the girl back alone. The silence of the night again enveloped the atmosphere of the streets. The girl quickly moved her feet.

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