Aksara For Arsyilla
The Helper
“Shoppers! Ba-bastard!”
Looks like someone entered the apartment and jerked Ravendra until the man slammed into the floor of his apartment.
In a state of unprepared, Ravendra held his body that felt pain due to hit the floor.
“How dare you interfere!” Ravendra.
However, the man seemed to ignore Ravendra. All the man did was help Arsyilla stand up, then the man took off the brown jacket he was wearing and then put it on to cover Arsyilla's body.
“Low-men!” snapped the man who was none other than and not was that Aksara.
Ravendra got up, clenched his hand and was about to punch the head of the hand into the jaw of Aksara. Unfortunately, Aksara managed to dodge.
The situation now turned around, instead Aksara lifted his leg, and threw a proper kick on Ravendra's face, until the corner of the man's lips let out a fresh red liquid there.
“I'll be back. I will make calculations with you,” Aksara said as she pushed Ravendra's shoulder so firmly.
Again Ravendra fell and slammed just like that. While Aksara stared intently at the man who was trying to harass Arsyilla.
The man immediately grabbed Arsyilla's hand, carrying the woman behind his back. Unfortunately, when Aksara was about to invite Arsyilla to leave the apartment, Aksara saw how Arsyilla's hands were so cold in her grasp and also the woman's legs that seemed to shake.
Therefore, without the permission of Aksara to release his hand, the man slightly lowered his head and immediately carried Arsyilla.
“Handle, don't fall,” said Aksara who seemed to give instructions to Arsyilla to hold on to him.
The girl who was still crying tears was still sobbing, her cold hand slightly clutching Aksara's shoulder to hold her there. Holding Arsyilla, Aksara walked over and left Ravendra's apartment.
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A few moments before …
The man seemed to frown, as a black car driven by Ravendra entered an elite apartment in the capital area. Aksara also hit the steering wheel, “Damn! If anything bad happens, I'll make a calculation. I won't let him if he dares to mess with Arsyilla.”
As if following Ravendra and Arsyilla, Aksara did wait for a moment so that his existence was unknown to anyone and his premonition was right, that something bad had happened to Arsyilla. The man saw that the door of Ravendra's apartment did not close perfectly, it meant he could have a gap to go inside and see what happened. Hearing a cry for help accompanied by a cry and also Ravendra who was overlapping Arsyilla made the blood of Aksara instantly boil. His emotions peaked, until he gathered all his energy to jerk Ravendra until the man slammed onto the floor.
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Dan, now …
With a hunting breath and a chest that looked like a deflated flower, Aksara brought Arsyilla out of the apartment. Carrying the woman he had claimed as his was calm, even though the man's jaw seemed to harden, and no sound came out of the two. But Aksara was quite calm as she could confirm that Arsyilla was already together with her.
Arriving in front of his car, the man opened the front door of his car with his hand while still maintaining the body of Arsyilla in his trunk. He sat Arsyilla down slowly in the co-driver's chair.
Aksara entered his car, looking at Arsyilla with her puffy eyes, swollen lips, and her hair so irregular. The man's hand moved about to tidy up Arsyilla's hair, unfortunately Arsyilla reflex and rewind her body.
“Do not touch me!” The woman returned. A loud sound that sounds sad. Only a man's hand was about to touch her, Arsyilla had already inched back. It was as if the woman had become frightened if there was a man's hand trying to touch her.
The script slightly twisted his body and used a bottle of mineral water in the back seat. Open the seal and extend it to Arsyilla, “Drink first. Calm yourself first. Now you are safe,” he said. The young man was still trying to calm down Arsyilla, offering a drink to relieve the girl who had been crying.
Arsyilla shook her head, but now she does not believe in the various forms of drinks given by others. “No,” said on the sidelines of his stuffing.
Feeling that the woman he was facing right now was a stubborn woman. Aksara then closed the bottle of mineral water and put it. The man moved, and grabbed Arsyilla's body carrying her in his arms. Buried the face in his chest, and let the woman cry. Not caring about the tears that might have soaked his shirt, Aksara thought that a little hug could calm Arsyilla at this moment.
"Calm down, you're safe .. You're safe now. I'm not gonna let that guy touch you. I will protect you" he said, gently stroking the top of Arsyilla's head.
As if limp and helpless, Arsyilla did not have time to wriggle as Aksara hugged herself and buried her face into her chest. In the chest, listening to the beat of the heart that was so rhythmic, in fact it was spilled out; all the tears of Arsyilla. The pain, disappointment, trauma, even fear were all clearly drawn from every drop of tear that fell soaked the chest of the Aksara.
The man was silent, but his hand moved gently rubbing against the top of Arsyilla's head. A lot of talk will not mean at this time, but hugs and warm touches are even more powerful to calm Arsyilla now.