
"au.... "
Zahira was surprised, her tears just escaped, she was holding her temple which was bleeding due to broken glass.
"well, there's a beautiful angel, come out, lady, are we going to force you out"
Zahira was silent, but the man pulled Zahira's hand, and,,
"au.. , release, "
"you're out or I'm forcing you"
Inevitably Zahira opened the car door and then came out, he saw the two thugs, his tears just escaped.
"look, son. this angel is beautiful,,, "
they watched Zahira from top to bottom.
"What do you guys want? take this car if you want, don't hurt me, or you want money, take it"
hahaha their laughter boomed, Zahira walked back, away from the 2 available people just forward, Zahira continued to offer them offers so that they would not hurt him, a tree twig made him slip and fall down.
"much"
the thug continued to approach, Zahira continued to rewind her body.One of them crouched down, her index finger stroked Zahira's smooth cheek, Zahira brushed the hand away.
"come on baby, we're having fun"
the man held Zahira's nape, his tears just kept flowing.
"Mas Bima help me"
Zahira resigned whatever will happen to him, want to run can not, want to scream free, they are in the middle of the forest.
Zahira's hands behind her back took a twig, and her neck hit the person in front of her. At that moment Zahira stood up to take off her shoes, and walking with her limp legs, the thug realized Zahira was running.
"chase him,. "
say one of them until Zahira arrived at a dead end. Zahira was unable to walk. The man pulled her Zahira thrashed, her tears just kept flowing, one of them, pulled Zahira's hijab but Zahira could still maintain it. the two pushed Zahira until Zahira lay down, he inched back.
"don't, don't hurt me"
"let her go"
Zahira was really grateful, her eyes were pointing at that voice, as well as the thug, she saw Bima with a cold face full of anger, not waiting for long, her hands clenched , Bima beat the 2 thugs mercilessly, until both of them battered and ran away somewhere.Bima approached his wife and hugged her tightly. Zahira cried. Bima stroked his wife's veil that was messy everywhere.
"Cry ."
Bima carried his wife to his car and then contacted Andika to take care of this problem.Bima gas his car to the apartment. Zahira was still shocked by the incident.There was no conversation between them.An hour later they had reached the apartment, Bima carried his wife, headed to his room, then laid his wife to bed. Bima took out a p3k box then removed his wife's hijab, and treated the wound at Zahira's temple. Zahira was still, his tears were flowing, and his wife's tears were occasionally wiped away. Bima had finished treating Zahira's wound, he moved, but Zahira's hand pulled him.
"Mas, just here, I'm afraid"
Bima sat beside Zahirah, then pulled her in his arms.
"I'm sorry, I can't take you, so this happened to you"
Zahira continued to cry, Bima hugged him tightly, he took a glass of water on the nightstand and gave it to Zahira.
"Drink, you'll feel better, after that I'll take you to the bathroom"
Zahira nodded obediently. Bima carried her to the bathroom.
"Guild, I'll carry you again when you're done"
"I can walk, man,
Bima came out of the bathroom, and ordered food online.
20 minutes passed Zahira walking, with a limp, then out of the bathroom, Bima who knew Zahira immediately approached and helped her.
" Why are you so stubborn, I said I'd help you"
"mas don't touch me, I've ablution"
"yes, I didn't touch you"
Bima grabbed Zahira without touching her skin. Zahira performing isya' prayers'.
after that they had dinner together.
"Mas, thank you for helping me"