Forced to Share a Bed
Escape

"Quick! You slide it near me, will you?"

"What?! Why shift to Mr Sabil? I'm tied up too, sir. I can't help you," I refused.

"Sstt, lower your voice. As long as they are caught off guard, we should be able to free ourselves. Quick slide! I can't move to you because I'm tied to a chair."

"Ihh, you're really weird! If I've shifted, what do you want? I can't do anything either, sir."

"Your goal is to slide so I can open the rope that ties your hand. If I succeed, it will be your turn to open the rope that binds me. After that, we will make another plan. Hurry along!"

"W-what? 'And Mr. Sabil is also tied up, how can you untie me?"

"Oh my goodness, Listi. I'm centurion. At least, as bad as my achievements are, I can still use the trick of opening the rope with my mouth. Hurry along! After we get close, you slide up slowly so that the position of your hands is parallel to my head. Use the tips of your feet and buttocks to slide," he said.

"What-what?!" I still can't believe this trick works.

"Listi, come. Now, quickly use your back and shoulders to slide towards me. Hurry along!" his insistence.

"Be good." Finally followed his orders. I started moving my body according to his instructions.

"Use the hot worm style. The trick, swing your back left and right," he said.

"Heatworm? Issh, is there a name for such a trick?" I'm a little upset. Imagine a worm that is overheated so disgusted.

"There was. Lots of 'cock his name. There are tricks of cats, cobras, buffalo, cows, and others" he explained. I don't know if he's making up stories or talking facts.

"Begeser technique there is also a technique called caterpillar keket technique. Used if tied all over the body. Good, a little more, yeah good Listia."

"Listia?" My eyes, snorting. I feel foreign to that name.

"Your name is Listi Anggraeni, right? Well, I'm short so Listia. Or I'll just call Tia. Wanna?"

"Tumben, you usually call me Electric, too" I muttered.

"Name is the inheritance of the parents which means a prayer of kindness for his sons and daughters. So, from today on, I will not call you by name carelessly anymore. I'm sorry if I ever called you in any words."

I was offended. Because I am also like that. Often called him by his original name.

"I'm sorry too" I said.

"If you still want to call me Screen Printing or Linglung, I don't mind, 'kok."

"No, if you're polite. I can be polite too."

"Well, if you want, call me Abil."

"Abile?"

"Yes, Abil. Or A Abil," he added with a smile.

"Issh, I am am tickled to call you aa," I refused. Even while shuddering.

"Haha. I'm kidding, 'kok. It's up to you to call anything. Enough Tia, enough. We're close. Now, quickly align your hands to my head."

"Good."

I aligned him. Pretty hard. But he guided me. And .. succeeded.

"Good work Tia," he said.

I also want to escape this situation. Inevitably, I must obey him.

"Now, you must tilt your body so that I can reach your bound hand."

Geez, 'cock so pounding, 'clean?

"Well," I replied.

"Enough," he said.

"Sabil sir, wait. Make sure your mouth only touches the rope. Don't touch the others."

"You mean?"

"Issh, you see, aren't my hands tied and held together on my chest? So, don't let your lips touch my chest! Understood?!" my sentakku.

"W-what? Hahaha, I just thought. Relax, don't worry." He could laugh at a time like this. It sucks!

"I'll make sure your chest is safe. But, by accident, sorry." He began to bring his head closer to my bound hand.

"Be careful, Screen Printing!" Be out those words.

"sorry. I mean, be careful, Mr. Sabil," I said.

"Relax, I'm sure I can do well."

I peeked. The feeling grew even worse as his head approached. Then his teeth began to pull on the surface of the knot of rope that bound my hand.

"Awh! Mr Sabil!"

"Sst, Listia! Wh why? You can shut up, 'clean?"

"Your nose touched my chest! I don't like it!"

"What?!" Eyes blinked.

"I feel it, sir! Anyway, if you do it again, we'll just fail this plan."

"Geez, I didn't mean it. Listia, this is an emergency. Anyway, I'm not interested in your body. So, you don't PD, yeah."

"What?! I'm not the PD, sir! Nevermind! I don't want to cooperate!"

"Okay, I'm sorry. Don't run first. I've found the knot of the rope that should have been pulled." He prepares. His teeth had bitten the knot he was referring to.

"Quick Mr. Sabil! Careful- careful! Don't touch me!" Seriously, I'd hit him in the head if he touched that part.

"Good job!" praise yourself after taking it off.

I'm happy too. He's succeeding. My hands are free from the snare.

"Your arms are reddened. We will treat. Now, quickly open the other ropes!"

"Yes sir, patient dong!" sit while sitting.

"Before opening your rope, I'll open my rope first." Straight open the knot that tied my leg. But I'm having trouble.

"Tia, Listia! So open my room first! Hurry along!"

"OK, okay. You can calm down, 'sih? I'm nervous to know!"

The word 'gue' finally came out again. In fact, I was trying not to say 'gue' again in front of this important pretentious man.

"Calm down, look at my face. I hope it makes you calm."

"Ish, not funny! It's difficult. The bond is too strong, sir!" my lament.

"Wait." He moved his legs and bound hands.

"In my legs it looks like it can be opened first. Use your powers. Can, right?"

"Good." I'm obeying.

"Successfully." I happy.

"Alhamdulillah," he murmured as I tried to untie him in his hand.

After a while and following his guidance, I finally succeeded.

"Smart girl." He's messing up my hair.

"I'm not a kid!" I clasped his hand.

"Don't protest much. We have to run away while they haven't noticed."

The condition of the connecting bulkhead at the steering wheel is indeed being tightly closed. Obviously, this is an opportunity that should not be wasted.

'Shelves.'

When Mr. Sabil opened the rope that tied my leg, the glass bulkhead opened. It surprised me. Same with Sabil.

"You?!" The man who was bending his head gasped.

"They want to run away!" his yell. Trying to tell his friend.

"You sassy! How dare you catch me!"

Mr. Sabil boasted while kicking the back door of the ambulance that seemed to have been set so that it could not be opened from the inside.

"Damn!" grunts. Realize the door can't be opened.

"Haha. We were just told. You better just give up!" exclaiming the man from the side of the wheel while pointing a long barrel gun. While the ambulance rate felt increasingly tight.

"Okay, I'll give up. But, please let go of this woman," she asked.

"Can't!" reject the criminal.

"Why?"

"Because that woman is his best friend the young wife of the Director sir."

"Oh, so you're a surrogate of Mr. Pratama Surawijaya?" dugup. His hands protected me from looking ahead.

"No! We did this kidnapping on the orders of a police officer whose position is higher than yours! We're civilians, but we've been told by the police to kidnap the police! Ahaha!"

"Who's the cop telling you to?" This time, Mr. Sabil's tone sounded calmer.

"Until we die, we won't say it."

I see, Mr. Sabil took a deep breath. Then hold down for a moment. Must be thinking of another way to escape.

"alright. What do you want from me?"

"We want to captivate you to press Mr. Zulfikar. The latest information we got, Mr. Zulfikar has divorced Ms. Dewi. He's a real bad guy!"

"What?!"

Mr. Sabil looked surprised. I was surprised to hear that too. Is it true that the Director has divorced Mother Dewi?

"You don't know the real facts. Miss Dewi is indeed worthy of divorce," defended Sabil.

"Hahaha, you and Zulfikar sir eleven twelve! They have no heart!" accuse the man while stroking his weapon.

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"Tolooong!"

Suddenly Mr. Sabil was screaming as the car we were riding in passed a Polantas post. I don't know which area this is. I don't recognize him at all. Baby, no one's heard. After all, the post seemed deserted.

"Haha. You're a big name, Iptu!" taunted.

"Based coward! You should have thought twice before accepting this task! Oiya, where are the people who attacked me?"

Yes, I also just remembered that attacked me there were three people. That means the others didn't get in this car.

'Dour.'

Suddenly there was a gunshot. I spontaneously hugged Mr. Sabil out of panic and fear. Not to lose this panic, the ambulance we were riding suddenly took off and seemed to be slipping.

"Damn! Our car tires are shot!" exclaim driver.

"Help comes. Fear not" whispered Sabil. He returned my embrace.

"Deliver! I was shocked, sir. It's not already." I took off the deck while sliding.

"Listia! The car will slip!"

He hugged me back. Along with that, the sound of gunfire rang again. Apparently, the attacker used a motorcycle. They had only attacked upon entering the desolate path. In an oil palm plantation.

"Aarr!"

I'm screaming strong. The car completely lost control and slipped onto the shoulder of the road. The ones that screamed were not just me. The two criminals in front of him were screaming, except for Sabil. He kept hugging me and protected my body from impact.

'BRAKE.'

The car stopped and hit something. It happened so fast. All I felt right now was a warmth and a hunting breath from someone. Then something warm dripped onto my forehead.

"Aaa blood!" my yelling.

"That's my blood" said Mr. Sabil. Our position is lying down. Same as the current car.

"Oh my goodness, sir. You're hurt."

I'm trying to get up. Apparently, the blood came from his arm that was hit by the end of a glass shard. Then from behind the glass, I saw several people in black uniforms running towards this car.

"Please Mr Abil! Defend kidnapper!" yell at those people.

Mr. Sabil smiled as he wiped the blood on my forehead.

"Finally, they came too" he said.

"You're surrounded! Surrender!" yell at one of them. The others hit the ambulance glass and it looks like it will help me and Sabil too.

"Get out!"

The driver was forced to pull. While the criminal who was carrying a long barrel gun immediately put up a fight when he managed to get out of the car first. He's never giving up. Clearly outnumbered.

"Come."

A man in a thug uniform reached out to me.

"Damn! You didn't help me first?!" oceh sir Sabil.

"Hahaha, ladies first, Mr. Abil," replied the man. He slowly pulled my hand out of the ambulance.

"Again, Sir. Forgive."

From the other direction came the screams of two male kidnappers who managed to be bent.

"Who told you to, huh?!" jolt someone.

"We'd rather die than tell you!" answer the driver.

"The culprit is still our partner. I called the police to ask for help. But the one who came was the kidnapper" explained Mr. Sabil. He has made it out. The wounds on his cheeks, temples, and arms were instantly treated.

"His injuries were left in the clinic alone to be treated," he said. That means it might be a minor wound that was on my body.

"Good, sir."

"Oiya, at Mr. Sadikin's house there seems to be police on the side of Mr. Pratama Surawijaya. Because, they know that Mr. Zulfikar has divorced the mother of Dewi. I even just found out about it from them" he added.

"Pak Zulfikar divorced the Goddess' mother? Well, really look for it because yes," said his friend while accompanying me and Mr. Sabil to sit and shelter under a shady tree located on the side of the road.

"The Director has the right to decide, why are you the one who bothers?" my bell.

They just stared at each other. The other, meanwhile, was carrying the two men into an SUV that had just arrived. They left immediately after talking to Sabil. But what I'm talking about I can't hear because they whisper.

Now all that remains is me, Sabil, and one of his friends.

"You sure you weren't hurt bad? Do I need to double check?" ask Mr. Sabil. And his friend immediately broke down.

"Haha. Mode," ledeknya.

"I'm doing fine. Oiya, where is my bag? I have to tell my mom and dad."

"Our bags are missing. Taken by a gang of kidnappers. Just look. You memorized the number, didn't you? Let's borrow the HP Bang Osef first. Bang, lend him a hand."

"Please. For a beautiful woman, anything is possible" he said. The man he called bang Osef gave his phone to me.

"Bang Osef, it is forbidden to seduce women in the presence of seniors."

"Haha. Sorry Sir. Even if it's temperature, I wouldn't dare to take the senior woman. Banned in unity, hahaha."

"What did you say?! I'm not the woman!" my yelling. To the point of not calling because of hearing the word 'women.'

"Me and her partner" interrupted Sabil as he looked at me.

"Mother, pick up dong! How can't I be lifted 'clean?" I'm a little upset. Mom didn't take my call.

"Try your father's phone" said Sabil.

"I don't remember my father's number."

"Yes already. You calm down, okay? I'll call Mr. Zulfikar. Let him deliver your message to Ms. Daini. From Bu Daini, maybe you can continue the message to your mother or father."

"good. Thank you." Thank you."

"Tia together" he answered.

The tia? Haish, that amused-sounding call in my ear.

Then a police car came. This time, I'm sure it's not a fake cop.

"We will return to Jakarta. I have to make a chronology of events and drive you home."

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...~Tbc~...

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