Because The Story
Not a Foreign Man

The foreign man gave the bag of scrapes that were originally in his hand and put it on Alika's thigh.

"Not only eyes that must be guarded, but those that see the eyes themselves must be guarded." Said the man and rubbed Alika's bicycle with a smile engraving on her lips.

A warm feeling that feels very familiar in Alika's feeling, but quickly Alika brushed off the strange feeling, disbelief in men still applies to any man for Alika, except for the figure of Al who always accompanied him to play even if only in the virtual world.

They cycle like lovers, maybe some people on the street will assume if they are dating or the like.

"You want to go to Grandma's house but the makeup is richer than going on a date with a guy." Syndir the man who is now piggybacking on him.

Deg, Alika's heart stopped for a moment, it's true that it's noon now and maybe Al is waiting for him in the place they specify.

"Ah, I forgot! Take me to a place first, if already from there we're on the way again to your grandmother's house!" alika panicked.

"Where are you going?" Ask the man, looking confused.

"But a moment, diem used to be here!" alika said as she looked at the riverbank with green grass on the edge.

"Here, but the number of people I want to meet is gone." Alika complained again limp, he really did not know how, because now his phone has been destroyed formless.

"What diary?" Asked the man who was with Alika confused to see Alika who was in a daze.

"No, let's go to your grandmother's house!" Replied Alika limp and sat back in the passenger seat of the bicycle.

"Sometimes the person you're looking for is hard to see, even if he's in plain sight." Reveal the man was shrewd.

"Yes, you really! The opportunity never came twice either, two things I might have to go for but I'd rather meet someone who's been my goal for a long time." said Alika at length and in the arms of the man who is now gearing smoothly towards a magnificent house like a palace with so many guards standing guard.

"This is grandma lo's house?" alika asked a little hesitating and hesitating.

"It's like the house is mine, but it's our house" said the man, who appeared to be several bodyguards looking down at the stranger and entered the courtyard.

Seeming the towering concrete supporting the weight of the house that might be infinite, some maidservants seemed to welcome Alika and the man, Alika who seemed hesitant just smiled nodded in nervousness.

Alika watched from the tip of the foot to the hair of the sturdy man who was now standing in front of her that did not reflect a rich man in the least, regular t-shirts are often sold in traditional markets and color pants are often worn by the father while relaxing.

Alika did not expect the man's figure at all and comfort always approached him when with the man, as if he had known the man for a long time.

"Where's grandma?" Asked the man to ask one of his servants who seemed to still lower his gaze.

"Sorry young lord ubay, the master's grandmother said she would go shopping together with some bodyguards." Answer the woman who looked young.

"You just wait, until grandma gets home. Come on!" The man pulled Alika's hand and suddenly the servants seemed moved and looked in admiration at the two.

"Eh, just jerk off! It hurts...!" Ringis Alika who was his wrist had been scratched by a knife that was originally pulled by someone who was drunk.

Ubay was shocked when he felt a liquid touch his skin coming from Alika's hand, now blood appears a lot on his hands and dripping which was originally not bleeding but due to the pull of the ubay makes the wound gaping and bleeding.

"As..jeez! How could it be?" The man looked worried and took a bite out of his own temple.

"Bring me a p3k box to the room!" Ubay said commanding his servants and pulling Alika on.

"Eh jerk! To room? You're crazy, aren't you?" Alika let go of the man's hand and tried to go back down the stairs.

Alika who had not realized who the figure of the man before her was, instead waltzed away and accelerated her steps down the stairs.

But Ubay was no less agile and immediately lifted Alika's body by force ala briden style, briden style, but Alika who is quite nimble then embrace the nape of Ubay and sway freely and back down from the arms of the man.

Ubay stared in awe at the woman before him and no less competitive, Ubay pulled Alika's jacket until the jacket came off and the bag fell off, but quickly Ubay tied the bag rope in Alika's hand and immediately brought the girl the typical style of kidnapper.

"aaa.. Help u! Bad guy! Aaa.." Shouted Alika thrashing with her hands tied and body locked by her own jacket.

"Whisper! no one's gonna beat you up here right now." Ubay said bringing Alika into his room and throwing Alika's body on the bed.

"Woi, let me go! I'm not the woman you think I am! I've never confessed to this kind of adult thing, let me!" yelling again Alika thrashed trying to untie the bond that shackled her hand.

"Young master, the p3k you asked for." A waiter delivered a large box, and with a sign of a flickering hand from Ubay, the waiter left them, looking at Alika who was now crying.

"Hiks... Take me off, I beg you! I'm not the girl that you shadow I beg you..!" Isak Alika and make Ubay rested and sat Alika.

"Stop crying! I'm not gonna hurt you." Ubay's speech rubbed Alika's tears that looked bright.

"I broke the bond, but I promise you don't go or fight, okay?" Ubay continued to wipe the tears of Alika who continued to shine.

"I don't look down on you, and you're also wrong to judge me as depraved, I just don't want anyone else to notice your presence because this afternoon there will be some people coming to this house, so stay here." Ubay said again untied Alika's hand and saw a sharp scratch on Alika's hand that was now bleeding.

"You know, my grandmother had a lot of enemies from a long time ago, because a lot of people were after the diamond mines that my grandmother now holds, and this afternoon they're going here too!" ubay said at length while cleaning the blood attached to Alika's skin with infusion water and pumping it later.

"I don't want you involved, and this is the only safe place for you to be right now." Ubay stroked the handiwork that now wrapped Alika's hand.

"I'm sorry, I don't know," Alika looked down and noticed the worried scratches that now appeared on the man's face.

"Who are you? Why do you know my name?" Ask Alika who has not yet realized if the figure of Ubay in front of her is Ubay who used to argue strongly with her.

"You may have forgotten me, but maybe you know this?" Ubay shows Alika's ring now encircling her ring finger.

Alika gaping in disbelief when she found her favorite object was on the man, Alika's eyes were wide again when she saw a scarf located on the table.

Alika blinked her eyes trying to stare clearly at what she had just seen, but it turned out that it was not a hallucination it was indeed a scarf that she gave to her online friend named Al.

"Al?" alika said in disbelief, and pointed her finger at Ubay with a probing look.

"Yes, we are not yet well acquainted, I am Muhammad Irham Alfian Ubaydillah, Al is from the prefix Alfian said, and people know me as Ubayy." said the man at length thrust his hand towards Alika.

"O, o, okay! I'm Alika Azzahra, you can call me Alika." said Alika who now began to filter her speech into a little subtle, although her tone still sounded judes.

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