CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND
Thank You

Andra awoke when a clap landed on her shoulder. He opened his eyes. Mama Andra was standing on the edge of her bed.

" Andra, where is Natasha?? The car is still here, the same bag of clothes is still here. But Mama did not see him in this house, Mama asked Mr Akbar said you came home early, even where is Natasha? Didn't you take Natasha out of here by force?! Why ask Mr Akbar?? Where is Natasha now? " Mama Andra is looking for Andra with some questions.

Andra got up from her sleeping position. He grabbed his phone, the time had shown at half-seven, Early today he could only sleep past three. Andra then pressed a few number buttons on her phone.

" Andra..!! Mama asked where is Natasha??" Mama Andra looks upset because instead of Andra answering she instead plays her phone.

" It's Andra trying to figure it out, Ma.." exclaimed Andra sticking the flat object in her ear. But there's no word from across there.

" Find out how? You took him last night, Andra. Now you say you want to find out??" ask Mama Andra astonished.

" Yes Because Andra doesn't know where Natasha is, Ma.."

" How could you not know?? Where did you take Natasha last night??" Suddenly, Papa Andra came into Andra's room. Andra silently did not answer, she herself was confused to explain how. He was sure one hundred percent if both his parents knew what happened last night, they would definitely be very angry towards him.

" Andra, answer Papa's question. Where were you taking Natasha last night, until you didn't come home with her?" asked Papa Andra in a cold tone.

" Andra take him to the roof top of the office, Pa..."

" Gosh, don't tell me you pushed Natasha from above, Andra." That silly remark escaped Mama Andra's lips.

" No, Ma. Andra didn't do that."

" Did you lock up and leave Natasha there?"

" No, Pa..." .

" Where are you going if you don't leave there?" Papa Andra stroked his chin. " Where have you been from the roof top??"

" A-Andra take him to the break room in my study, Pa..." Andra looked down not daring to look at her Papa's eyes.

" Room?? Mama and Papa Andra compact.

" Andra...!! Don't tell me you guys..." Papa Andra did not continue his sentence. He was even afraid to say what he was thinking.

" Andra did s*xual abuse against her, Pa, Ma. Andra almost raped her .." Andra's voice was almost inaudible.

" What???" Papa and Mama again together again.

" Astaghfirullahal..." Mama Andra covered her mouth with her hands, while Papa Andra was already furious, her hands clenched.

" What happened to Natasha??" ask Papa Andra.

" Natasha was terrified, she was crying and screaming hysterically, but Andra didn't care until Andra left her alone there."

Buuggg...

A fist floated onto Andra's handsome face. " Papa didn't teach you to be a coward! Papa never taught you to be the one to hurt let alone to abuse a woman...!!! Do you realize, what you have done this can tarnish our family's good name, hahh?!" papa Andra's wrath was filled with anger. He did not expect his son who had always looked polite was able to do such dirty things.

" Where is Natasha now, Andra??" Mama Andra asked with tears starting to flow fiercely on her cheeks.

" Andra does not know, Ma. after Andra returned there Natasha is no more. The guard said Natasha walked out somewhere. Andra last night searched the apartment and the boutique but nothing."

Mama Andra let out a sigh that began to feel choked. " O God, what if something bad happens to Natasha, Pa... What if Natasha meets a bad guy?? Hicks..." Mama Andra nodded her head on her husband's shoulder.

" Papa hope you can find Natasha soon, and bring Natasha here. If you can't bring him here either. Never set foot in this house again..!" threatening Papa Andra takes his wife out of Andra's room.

Yoga drove Natasha in an online taxi, because her bike had not been picked up at the coffee shop last night. Thought he'd drive Natasha home and he'd take the bike. .

Arriving online taxi to the destination...

" Can I take you upstairs? Just to make sure you're safe getting there." Yoga asks Natasha for approval to drive her to Natasha's apartment door.

Natasha nodded slowly, then entered the high-level building. Yoga is behind him. Shortly after they arrived on the 8th floor, it turned out Natasha's apartment was on the floor. Yoga tries to record every angle they go through. If she ever helped Natasha again, she knew where to take her. Yoga smiled thinking that. He could think of meeting the woman again. The woman who from the beginning of her meeting has always been unfriendly.

Natasha stopped at the door of the apartment with the number 8A2 and pressed the bell button.

" No, where did you go last night? Aunty is worried, it is not usual Non does not go home, do not tell me first ..." Bi surti grabbed Natasha's arm. " Den Andra is also worried, Non."

" Andra??" Natasha knitted her brows hearing the name Andra called by Bi Surti, Yoga noticed the change in expression on Natasha's face. Not the happiness but the discomfort that is seen there. Yoga squinted his eyebrows. As far as knowing that Andra was the figure of the man Natasha loved, she should feel happy to be noticed by Andra, but why is this the opposite? Natasha looks restless when Andra's name is called.

" Yes, Non. Midnight last night Den Andra came here asking Non no no. Den Andra also had time to ask for Aunt's phone number, tell him if Non came." Suddenly the sound of a cell phone rang from the pocket of Bi Surti's skirt. " Well, maybe this is Den Andra's phone." Said Bi Surti when there was an incoming call from an unknown number

" Hello?? Sahut Bi Surti

" Hello, Bi. This is me Andra. Is Natasha home yet?"

" Den Andra??"

Natasha immediately shook her head knowing Andra was the one who contacted Bi Surti. He also raised his index finger near his lips. Asking Bi Surti not to say his arrival to Andra.

" Yes, I, Bi. Is Natasha home yet?"

Bi Surti looked at Natasha with astonished eyes, but he finally obeyed what Natasha asked. " Hmmm. Be-yet, Den. Non Natasha hasn't come home yet, Den." Bi Surti lied.

There was a snort heard in Bi Surti's ears. " Yes, already. Please let me know at this number if he comes, Bi."

" I-yes, Den. Auntie's gonna let me know that Non's home." Bi Suti then turned off his phone.

Natasha let out a sigh of relief, and it did not go unnoticed by Yoga.

" No, where did you go last night?" bi Surti asked while glancing in full search at Yoga.

" So night he got lost, Mom. I happen to find him. She was the same as me last night, but take it easy, she's safe, really, Mom." Yoga is polite. " You'd better take a break, just calm down."

" Oh yeah, thank you, Mom. I helped my employer." Reply Bu Surti was not happy because he had suspected Natasha to go home with a man she did not know.

" Yes already then I immediately excuse me.." pamit Yoga.

" hmm...!" Natasha stopped the Yoga move that was about to go. " Thank you..." Natasha said with a nod of her head and a smile on the lips of the man who helped her several times.

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