CHASING A DREAM HUSBAND
Don't You Never See Me Again

Natasha walked down the hallway of her apartment. By Maghrib's time he was out of the boutique. Natasha opened the door to her apartment, and she was surprised to find a man sitting on the sofa in the living room of her apartment. The man got up when he saw Natasha's appearance at the door.

" A-andra? Why are you here again?" Natasha was still in shock.

" Mom and Dad asked me to take you home. They knew what I was doing that night. Papa won't let me set foot in there if I can't bring you in front of them."

Natasha closed her eyes for a moment, regulating her breathing that was starting to feel choked. So it was Om Ruslan's threat that drove the man back and forth to meet him.

" Tell your papa mama, I'll call Aunt Melly later" Natasha said she intended to leave Andra.

" Did Gavin drive you home?" ask Andra coldly.

" It's none of your business, I'm going home with anyone, too" Natasha replied in a stern tone.

" I'm just warning you, Gavin's not a good guy."

" Not a good guy?? What kind of a good man is that?? Who nearly raped his own future fiancee?!" natasha growled with an irregular roar of breath. " What happened that night made me realize one thing, Andra. That the crime not only comes from strangers we don't know, but it can also come from close people we know well!" firmly then.

" I'm wrong, and I'm sorry for that. But I didn't get to desecrate your chastity, I just almost raped you. It's not purely my fault, either. You are the one who begs me, you are the one who is willing to give your body ...."

Plaaaa...

A loud slap instantly slid across Andra's face before Andra finished her speech. And it came from Natasha's hands. The words spoken by Andra made the anger in his heart flutter, his eyes began to heat up and redden, his breathing went up and down, the feeling of tightness was again felt in his chest.

" You know, Andra ...!! If I hadn't been helped by someone, I would've almost been raped by some thugs that night on the street!! If I hadn't been helped by people, I might have gone mad by now or maybe been killed that night!! And now you're saying that you just almost raped?!" natasha's cry was furious with the emotions that erupted, until her tears could not be stopped spilling on her smooth cheeks.

" Go ..!! And don't ever see me again, for whatever reason!" firmly Natasha then ran towards her room leaving Andra who was standing with an indescribable expression, also Bi Surti who had apparently stolen the conversation Natasha and Andra from behind the kitchen. While Natasha in her room cried bitterly with a very sick heart.

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After the Friday Prayer Yoga parked his motorbike in front of the soto noodle shop, intending to fill his stomach before receiving orders from his online ojek application.

" It's been a long time, Bang?" tanya Yoga chatted with the soto seller. Yoga is known as a warm person and easy to get along with anyone.

" Nearly ten years, Mas," replied the soto noodle seller.

" It's been a long time, Bang. There's been a lot of subscriptions too, dong?!"

" Thank God, Mas. Can make the kitchen bulge and pay the school fees of three children."

" Hey rice box tuh rice box ...!!" someone's scream ran across the street followed by several people flocking to a white Alphard that suddenly stopped across.

Yoga knitted his eyebrows together, realizing that in this vast Jakarta not only one person owned the car. But somehow he hoped that the person in the car was a jutek woman he had helped several times. Yoga tried to shake off that feeling, it was impossible if he had to meet the woman many times. This is the real world, not the world of novels that can be easily arranged by the author (🤪)

" What's up, Bang?" tanya Yoga is curious.

" Oh that, Mas. Usually there are rich people who share rice boxes for people, street broomsticks, base taxi drivers or rollers, Mas."

" So often for rice?"

" Yes, Mas. Usually on friday kliwon rich gini, nih. Yes, thank God there are still rich people who want to share the fortune, Mas. Young, beautiful again, Mas."

Yoga stared at the car surrounded by people. Suddenly his heart was agitated to hear the explanation of the seller soto noodles about the characteristics of the car owner. " Is that him?" his inner.

Yoga sharpened his gaze, the longer he noticed the more uncontrollable the situation. The people gathered began to look anarchist, they were banging the body of the car, the car was seen trapped could not move, because some people closed the car road. You can imagine the fear that people will experience in the car.

Yoga hurriedly ran towards the group of people, splitting and ramping up onto the top of the car "Stop ...!!! Stay away from all of you ...!!! Bubaayarr ...!!" yell Yoga with devotion. The heroic actions carried out by Yoga suddenly made the people who ploughed the car centered on him.

" Do you realize what you're doing is freaking people out, Hahh?! Do you realize that your brutal behavior can make those who want to share the fortune with you kapok, Hahh?!" geram Yoga is still on a high note. " Dissolve you now ...!! Bubaayarr ...!!" pekiknya

A few moments before...

" Mom, more and more people are coming, Ma'am, what about this, Mom?" Sinta looks panicked because the basic package they want to share is only a few packages.

" Yes, already. We're just gonna say it's over, all right?" Natasha looks still relaxed in response.

Braakkk brakkk

" Allahu akbar ...!!" Sinta screamed in shock as several people were seen pounding windows and other parts of the car.

" We'll just go then." Natasha wanted to drive her car but she was shocked when some people standing in front blocked her way. " Duh, Sin. How's this?? We're stuck this ..." Natasha started to panic.

" Duh, what if they go berserk and burn this car, Mom?" Sinta is getting anxious.

" You don't want to fuck around, Sin. I don't want to die young, let alone in this ridiculous way."

" I don't want to die young either, Mom. I was still young unmarried, not yet understand the heaven of the world ..." Sinta's words suddenly made Natasha glare, Sinta could think in that direction when the situation was dire like this.

Natasha and Sinta momentarily close each other's ears and eyes while praying, hoping that someone will help her.

Tok tok tok tok

The sound of the door window being knocked on, Natasha slowly opened her eyes. He looked to the front and outside of his car there were no people in a group, there was only the body of someone standing next to the window of his car. It was safe for Natasha to open the car glass and she was immediately stunned when she saw the figure of the man standing there, the man was equally stunned to look at her.

" You??" say them simultaneously.

" Are you okay?" tanya Yoga looked around the inside of Natasha's car.

" Yes .." replied Natasha weakly

" Next time if you want to make an event like this, include a male friend who can help, to anticipate, fear of events like this repeated again. Now it's safe, the street hunt .." said Yoga, who responded to Natasha's nod of the head.

" Thank you .." said Natasha later.

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