1 ROOF 2 QUEEN
Thugs

That night, Fatin decided to leave the house. Seek fresh air to reduce its drag.

It's been over 10 p.m. But Fatin doesn't care. His chest was getting crowded and kept inside the house.

Not necessarily direction. Fatin just followed where his feet were. His eyes were unceasingly letting out a clear round.

Complained? It means nothing anymore. Make what? Complaining won't bring everything back.

Unknowingly, he was already on a road bridge that stretched so wide.

The sound of vehicles sounded so crowded passing by. The wind swept over the grieving beautiful face.

Fatin stopped his steps in an empty chair by the side of the road. Look at the beautiful sky filled with shining stars.

The girl wiped the tears that had soaked her cheeks.

“The stars are beautiful,” his murmur while smiling.

Fatin kept raising his head. Greet the stars and the moon that will accompany him tonight.

“Star, does the world have to be like this? Is happiness created for people who still have both parents? It feels like, when I left Umi and Abi– that happiness was instantly gone from my life,”

Fatin poured out his pain.

“Month, you must never be lonely, huh? You are always accompanied by a star on the side. Hopefully, your fate is not like mine huh. Hopefully, there are no evil stars there,”

Not felt, he had been a few hours silent on this bridge. Until the road becomes empty of vehicles.

Fatin does not carry a cell phone or use a watch. He doesn't know what time it is.

Panic is attacking. Rushed the girl got up from the spot and went back home. He believes it is 12 now.

“Astagfirullah, allah.” The girl walked quickly towards the direction home.

In his heart he continued to pray that he would be safe until home. The road is really lonely. There were no people and very few vehicles.

Unconscious as he daydreamed to watch the sky, Fatin fell asleep in a chair sitting down.

His feeling was confused when he saw the horde of people ahead there. There were 4 men chatting with some bottles lying below and they were still holding a new bottle.

“Astagfirullah, oh god. Please, Fatin, fear,” Her heart is beating violently.

Fatin stopped his steps. He was afraid to walk there. His head lowered and twisted the end of his clothes. Then, close your eyes to gather courage through the horde.

Fatin took a breath then, “Bismillah,” he said then walked confidently.

Fatin raised his head boldly. Then walk with certainty.

One of the four men realized there was a woman walking alone in the middle of the night by herself.

The man in ragged black clothes grinned at the frightened girl, then nudged one of his friends to signal. And the other two turned around to look at the same object.

The man with the bandana on his arm walked slowly closer to Fatin.

“Hallo, beautiful,” sweep with body staggering.

Fatin did not answer. He ignored and continued walking as if he did not see anyone in front of him.

“Wii, beautiful beautiful how arrogant anyway? Ugly ahh do not like that,” said the man who uses a hat and stocky.

“Excuse me, hitchhiking past,” Fatin don't know what to say. He was so scared.

The thug wearing the bandana smiled as he saw Fatin's hand tremble.

"Don't be afraid. We will not do anything,” the thug approached and held Fatin's trembling hand. However, he was immediately pushed aside by Fatin.

“Weits, don't be ferocious dong sweet,”

The four brides kept getting closer to him. His eyes were already hot.

“Excuse me, Bang. I was passing by,” his brain is completely empty now. The fear spread throughout his body.

One of them was holding his shoulder.

Fatin got rid of him. “Please, don't hold hold hold,”

“What's dong, just hold the shoulder just not hold the other,” whisper right in Fatin's ear and make the girl's body goosebumps.

Fatin is getting scared, when one of them has opened a pants belt.

Fatin continued to perk in his heart.

The girl in the pajamas tried to calm down. See the surrounding conditions. The girl ran quickly when she saw the gap.

Fatin ran as fast as he could.

“Woi!” yelled behind him.

Her tears are shedding profusely. Fatin kept running and running. But, because of his small legs–the thugs kept coming closer.

A sweat splashed on his forehead.

Fatin toppled the large barrel that was in front of him to head off the thugs. Then throw a wooden basket.

The girl kept trying to save herself.

Fatin kept shouting hoping that someone would hear him. The girl went into a small alley.

“PLEASE!”

“PLEASE!”

“PLEASE!” He shouted that there were people leaving the house.

However, nil. This alley is very quiet.

Fatin squinted his eyes at the car and someone was on the phone.

Several times, Fatin glanced back to confirm his distance with the thugs.

Fatin increased his running speed/Fatin quickly banged on the windshield of the car.

“Please me, please. I'm in pursuit of thugs,”

Looking at Fatin's terrified face, the man unlocked the door and let the girl he didn't know get into the car.

Fatin directly into the middle area of the car and curled under it to avoid being seen. While the man in front of him still pretends to call while paying attention to some thugs that he believes are looking for the girl who got into his car.

The thugs were twisting around the car that Fatin was in.

The curled up girl rounded her eyes when she saw the thug with the bandana next to the car. Fatin continued to immerse his body so as not to be seen from the outside.

“You can already get out. The thugs have already gone a long way,” said the adult man after a while.

“What are those thugs no longer around here?” whispered Fatin.

“Ya, no more. You can get out,”

Fatin lifted his head and looked around making sure what the man was saying was true.

Once it feels safe. Fatin lifts the body and sits in the driver's side seat.

The adult man thrust a bottle of water at Fatin.

“Drink first, calm yourself,”

Fatin took and immediately uprooted the white water until the toilet.

Fatin breathed a sigh of relief.

“Thank you, sir, for his help.” said Fatin.

“Same. Why are you out in the middle of the night?”

Ask the man in wonder. From her girly and appearance–girl beside her is not a naughty girl who likes to wander the night. Sure that guy.

Fatin stretched his palm a sign for a moment.

But without them knowing. There's a second photograph up ahead in the car.

The man in black in a mask and a grinning hat looked at the picture he took.

“Nice,”