FIZAH (Female Kolong Garbage)
PART 66 "The Same Man"

*Hafizah Palace

I immediately took Ratna away as soon as I knew there was Mr. Nizam across to the musala. I'm looking for a different direction. A few steps away, I turned my head and did not see him following me. I don't think he realized there was me and Ratna at the musala. I'm abai. The important thing is that I need to find another place soon.

The next day after we spent the night in the big mosque, at about six in the morning, we went to find the nearest stop. We continue south. We got a pick up car ride. The kind-hearted driver suddenly offered as we walked down the street. We will be taken to the front stop of the police station. I don't know where I'm going. We were finally taken down. The white-copied driver refused to give me the money. Praying for us to get to our destination safely.

Ratna sat beside me. I kept looking east. The bus will appear from there, majors trenggalek. Not many people were waiting for the bus. About fifteen minutes I waited, the bus came at high speed, then it became a bit slow when the conductor's hand took the passengers immediately up.

"Yok, Ma'am!" The conductor brought our things.

There's an empty seat in the corner. Unfortunately, the chair we were about to sit on was suddenly occupied by the man who was helping his pregnant wife sit down. The passengers are full. Someone stood up.

And...

How surprised I am.

Suddenly.

I can only plant.

I suddenly got rowdy. I held onto Ratna's hand so she wouldn't run when she realized that there were Pak Su and Mas Hakim on this bus. I hid him behind me. Just be right. Mr. Su and Mas Hakim finally realized my existence even though I was in the form of bowing my face. I glanced and they both smiled evilly at me. Slowly he shifted his steps. Catching the person in front of him so that he can get closer to my position. I told Ratna to back off. Ratna finally realized. He pinched my arm for a moment until I bit my own lip.

But something surprised me even more. The man in front of Pak Su and Mas Hakim who suddenly turned his head towards me. Right on target staring into my eyes. I stupefied.

"Why can there be Mr Nizam on this bus too?" I stared at him without blinking.

He held himself in his place. Blocking the path of Mr. Su and Mas Hakim.

But, after I looked at him very consciously, that person was not Mr. Nizam. Just wear it like a thug. He just wears a shirt with no arms. He's taller and stout. Again he detained Mr. Su and Mas Hakim. Then, I heard him say, "Please take care of the comfort of the other passengers." Staring at the fierce (mode gahar).

Some people turned towards the two of them. Warning through the eyes.

The three of them exchanged looks. Then, the man threw a glance in the other direction. At least the guy helped me by accident.

"Zah, why are they both here, Fizah?" Ratna squeaking. Clutching my hand.

"Maybe they already know we're definitely going to take the bus" I said.

"They are sneaky." Ratna's eyes are swearing. The hatred was clearly in his eyes. If he had the power and the energy, he would have avenged what Mr. Su had done to him.

The bus kept going fast. Overtaking from the right direction of the car that drove in a row. The horn continues to sound for the sake of chasing deposits.

Mr. Su and Mas Hakim keep an eye on me. And so, I boldly returned that gaze without a blink. The lips that were initially smiling, slowly became flat. Changed threat. I continued to stare at them even though the rumbling of the taboo on my chest was firmer than the speed of this bus.

"Oh my God, help us. Allahumma shalli 'ala sayyidina muhammad."

"Ratna, salawat, Na" I whispered.

I was hoping someone would suddenly come to my aid.

I'm shaking. But, the man looked for his own justification by looking at me more closely. Told me not to turn my back on him. I glanced at him for a moment. And, I can confirm that the man is indeed similar to Mr. Nizam. Who her? I just realized he's the one I met at the mosque. I remember the clothes were still the same as the ones worn yesterday afternoon.

The man had some moles on his cheeks, while as I recall Mr. Nizam had none. The man's eyebrows aren't as thick as those of Mr. Nizam's. Her hair is a bit curly, while straight belongs to Mr. Nizam. The skin color is more yellow. Next, I don't know. I dare not see the eagle's eyes drawing my eyes. He looks so cold. He finally stood beside me. When I glanced at Mr. Su and Mas Hakim, they looked annoyed.

Bus stops. Some passengers got off. Ratna and I have to get off the back door. I'll take my bag immediately. The man also came down through the same door. Ignored him. Ratna and I ran as fast as we could.

"Don't run," the man shouted.

I gasp. Stop over.

"In a crowd like this, no one dares to do anything. Be calm! People will think you're weird if you seem to run around." He reminded.

"I'll escort you. If you had any business with them, they wouldn't dare."

I swallowed spit. I looked at that face again. One question I keep asking him who. Why is he so similar to Mr Nizam?

"Road!" his orders.

Mr. Su and Mas Hakim still followed the three of us. Their steps are normal so as not to arouse suspicion. Sometimes I look back not to make sure the two of them. But, the man who suddenly became my body guard. I'm afraid he's just a man of fashion because his appearance is very suspicious as well.

He's taking a phone call.

📞"Den, Aynur looking for genengan. He forced."

📞"I have important business. Can't be bothered. Just say it like that."

📞"So Abi also asked where the njengan is now."

📞"The answer is as much as you can, Kang. My work remains as usual."

📞"What's up now?"

📞"Oject. Just stirred."

📞"Common shareloc, Den. I sent kang to pick him up."

📞"Neither need."

He closed it.

I'm getting curious. She who?

We keep walking straight. The two of them followed us wherever we turned. But I am so grateful that this unknown man was helped by God. Although, I myself am still confused, curious, and worried. The feeling becomes one.

Understand, ngggeh? Who's the guy I meant? So, the one who met Fizah in the mosque was not Mr. Nizam.

The episode "In the Journey" was a flashback after Fizah and Ratna had just decided to leave the stall. After that, Mr. Nizam went home. And, just looking for when going to Rubia's house. Sorry, have outwitted😁🤭🤭😋