Destiny Najwa
Prisoner thugs

Accompanied by the moonlight in his dark night, Fatih sat down while looking at the woman who was sitting in front of him.

Najwa, meanwhile, prefers to sit a little away from the two.

"Sir...."

"Yes Gus" replied Rania no less nervous.

"If in the near future, Adek I halalin, is it ready ?" Ask Fatih with her seriousness.

"Isn't it too soon Gus ?"

"No, deck. I've thought about this matter maturely."

"God willing I am ready Gus" answered Rania.

"Well, what dowry does Adek ask for ?"

"Ar-rahman alone Gus" he answered.

Fatih only nodded after hearing Rania's reply.

It was not without reason that he wanted this marriage to speed up, there was fear in his heart if it took longer to postpone it.

His parents' choice was the service he had to fulfill. Fatih did not refuse to worship Rania, even he was slowly beginning to admire the figure of the man who will be at his sermon.

Different things he had felt when the presence of someone he had met before in accident.

Seeing his unusual smile made Fatih seem to have forgotten her current status.

"There's another Gus ?" Rania asked who was not calm.

"Emmmm, there is no deck" Fatih replied with a friendly smile.

"In that case we return to the dormitory." Fatih nodded at what Rania said.

"Assalammuallaicum..."

"Waalaikumsalam wr."

Fatih could only stare at the two with a difficult to decipher gaze. Without realizing it, someone was watching him.

'Is that possible ?' He murmured in his heart.

***

The next day, as usual Najwa became a cook in the soup kitchen before he helped Umi Abibah in the house ndalem.

"What age is Najwa's mother ?" Ask one of the students who helped her cook.

"25 Ukhty, why ?"

"Mbak Najwa still looks young. Is there no intention to get married yet ?" Ask.

...Najwa stopped his activities, he himself confused what to answer....

Married and in love she had already felt. But it was his circumstances that ended it all.

"Bak can tell Maya ! God willing Maya can keep a secret," said the santriwati named Maya.

Najwa looked at Maya expectantly, wanting her to share her grievances with someone she could trust. But it was not that easy that Najwa was able to trust someone he just knew.

"It's not yet May's time" replied Najwa forcing his smile.

"Ah, mbak Najwa mah not exciting. Though Maya wants to have a temen vent too."

"Absolutely Maya doesn't have a confiding party ?"

Maya shook her head slowly.

"Why ?" Ask Najwa again.

"Maya bar-bar if people say."

"Barbar is cute know, Maya believe not that Mba Najwa is also the original barbarians ?"

"Look off. Najwa's mother is a pendiem, not a Mayan plot."

"But Maya was wrong, Madam Najwa was originally barbaric when she met the same postage."

"Yey, means we're one dong propesi," said Maya eagerly.

"Of course" replied Najwa smiling.

"Sir, what kind of brother did Najwa harepin make an imam ?" Ask Maya.

"The Rejal who can accept us for who May is. Those who can understand each other, complete their flaws, can be open and honest with each other" Najwa replied with a blank look.

"Uh, very dear Ma'am. But if according to Maya all that would not be complete if our priests do not have a religious stance mbak. All life, religion was the foundation before the foundation of the household pole."

Jleppp

Najwa's heart was pinched after hearing Maya's reply.

At the age of 5 different years, Maya's thinking is even more mature than her.

Have I been wrong in choosing the criteria for a husband ? Think Najwa.

"A righteous man, understanding religion, he must know how to appreciate a woman Ma'am. Yes, although not everything is good, but all he understands the meaning of life and a decision," continued Maya again.

...Najwa could only hear what Maya was saying....

He thought about how he had made a very short decision just because he was tired of living alone.

Tests

Tests

Tests

Regret how his life is irregular, prayer 5 time he always run, but if he does not understand other things all it will be in vain.

Najwa did not understand anything more than the nucleus. After hearing the explanation from Maya, now he increasingly understands why the dream shows for himself closer to the creator.

"Mbak Najwa why ? Maya's story is sad, how can Maya entertain mbak Najwa so no longer cry," Celoteh Maya.

"No need to ! Maya's story inspired you."

"This time, can you accompany Mbak to the market ? Ma'am again wants to eat belanak fish," said Najwa

"Astagfirullah mbak, the fish is no child, there is a belorang. Ma'am want to make the world of geger gegara baby fish ?"

Well, he's his bar-bar frat !

"Oh yeah, some bloated fish,"

"Mbak Najwa, in the market the fish are small-small name deflated, no bloated," replied Maya again.

Patience Najwa !

"What aja deh, baronang fish so," said Najwa this time began to be careless.

"Astagfirullah, may this be a dream in broad daylight huh ? Fish do swim mbak, no one walks what else naek becak !"

"May !"

"What ?"

"Sabodo theing !" najwa answered, annoyed, leaving Maya behind.

After successfully getting permission from Umi, Najwa accompanied Maya to the market using Abah Arif's motorcycle.

An unexpected incident occurred, a group of thugs confronted him right on the road that looks very lonely.

"Where are you pretty ?"

"Afwan Bang, I'm going to the market. Excuse me !"

"Eits, don't rush that dong ! What if we play games first ?" Say one of those thugs.

The other thugs had already managed to smother Maya's mouth with his hands.

"Astagfirullah Maya, please ! Anyone help us !" Najwa screams for help.

"Silent, free you ask for help. No one will be able to hear you ha ha ha," The thug laughed proudly as he had succeeded in smothering the two.

Maya and Najwa are unconscious because of the drugs the thugs gave them.

10 Minutes later, Maya regained her senses and slowly blinked her eyes.

"Astagfirullah, where am I ?"

"Yes Allah Ma'am Najwa" said Maya after seeing Najwa who was still unconscious.

Maya starts looking for something that can cut the rope that ties her hands and feet.

Slowly and patiently, the rope that tied Maya's body began to break apart after she managed to swipe her several times at the end of the table.

"Sir, mbak Najwa....!" Call Maya while patting Najwa's cheek gently.

Najwa began to blink his eyes, looking left and right.

"Astagfirullah, Maya you don't papa ?" Ask Najwa worriedly.

"Maya no papa Ma'am. Let Maya banyu let go of her iketan !" Maya begins to untie one by one the rope in Najwa's hands and feet.

The rope held by Najwa managed to Maya loose, but when switching on the legs, suddenly there was someone who entered the room.

"Let's get you out of here !" Pinta Najwa in a whispering voice.

"But how's Najwa ?"

"Don't mind Ma'am May, save yourself first. When it comes out later, look for help to nolongin Mbak !" Najwa.

Maya nodded. When one of the thugs opens the door, Maya has been hiding behind the door.

"Bang, please let me go !" Najwa said, pleading.

"Cute, let go of you without me enjoying it first ? It won't !" The answer.

Najwa continued to invite the thug to talk to distract him.

Maya, who understood Najwa's intentions, immediately walked out from behind the door and ran as fast as she could.

"Hey don't run away, you're going after him !" Tell the thug's head to his men.

"Your friend has escaped our grip, what if you were the prisoner instead ?" Said the Head thug to Najwa while smiling cunningly with a demanding look.

"I beg you not to Bang !" Najwa said, pleading with sobs that had flooded his face.

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