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Yasmin left the elite residential area and waited for the taxi she had booked.
A black van has been stalking Yasmin ever since she exited the mansion. Someone in the black van seemed to be contacting someone.
"Helo Madam," said the boss among them.
[Yes, how?]
"He's out and waiting for the cab, are we reacting now?" tanyakanya.
[Hold on, wait for the right atmosphere.]
"Okay, Madam."
Pip's! the man on the phone turned off the phone and told his friends in black to follow where the girl was going and if it was too quiet they would catch the girl.
Here the girl was now, she entered the burial area and looked for her bundle of food which she was not hard to find.
The girl Yasmin cleaned the leaves of the kerin found in the tomb. After cleaning the tomb, Yasmin put her favorite white-flowered jasmine flowers.
The mother was so fond of flowers that symbolized purity. That's probably why I gave Yasmin's name to her little daughter.
Yasmin prayed for her to always be placed by his side. After praying Yasmin was seen starting to open her voice.
"Mother must be proud of Yasmin because soon Yasmin will graduate," Yasmin said starting to tell stories while looking at her mother's grave gravestone.
"Mother, do you know that Yasmin met a very handsome man and Yasmin likes the man, but Yasmin does not know if she likes Yasmin or Gak Mommy?" yasmin asked, although there was no word that Yasmin heard, she continued her cursing.
"Mother, must also be sad yes, because Daddy does not love Yasmin, but Mother do not hate Dad yes, maybe Daddy has a reason to hate Yasmin," continued the girl said softly, her tears had already spilled down her smooth cheeks. However, his lips still revealed a sincere smile.
"Huft, must be a good Mother there, God must be very affectionate with Mother, right? So, Yasmin does not want to make Mother sad again," said Yasmin as she rubbed her eyes. After being satisfied to spill all his complaints Yasmin moved from the tomb.
Not how many meters away from eating the cold wind hit her beautiful face. Yasmin just smiled she thought she was nearby at this moment. When Yasmin wanted to continue her steps someone patted her left shoulder.
"Hey," said a handsome man, smiling.
"Hey, brother Edward are you?" ask Yasmin doubtfully. Because for a long time he did not meet his childhood friends and also crawled into his adoptive brother and they were met again when Yasmin studied medicine in Singapore at that time he could go there because of his uncle take it to stay there and just come back when he's done. They only met now because they were separated when Edward continued his medical studies in America.
"Yes, who do you think? Have I changed a lot? I'm getting good-looking, aren't I?" ask the man-Edward-zeraya a gentle smile.
"Awh, why is your level of intelligence still high?" ask Yasmin grimacing. It turned out that all his male companions had a high rate of attractiveness. Is Aditya like that too?
"Haha, you're the one who hasn't changed, still the same .. still don't like to see me happy," Edward said with a crisp laugh.
"Ish, when? I don't remember it" Yasmin said, trying to think hard.
The plot! One story landed on Yasmin's jet-black head. Yasmin grimaced from the man before her.
"Awh, sick tofu," Yasmin fought while stroking her head that had been cut off.
"Udah ah, have you visited Mother?" ask Edward. Edward called Yasmin's mother, just like Yasmin because from the time Yasmin was a child they called her the same name, because Edward's mother died after giving birth to her.
"Yes, I miss Mommy again, you miss Mother April too?" ask Yasmin back.
"Yes" replied Edward briefly.
"Have you come home from America?" yasmin asked because she thought Edward should still be in America.
"Yes, I graduated. Cepet, right, if you're already?" edward asked, not covered in a proud tone.
"Not yet, but want to, wow really, yes" replied Yasmin and amazed because Edward finished faster.
"Yes dong, Edward is that," Edward concluded. Because Edward from the first very clever so natural, different with him who only has a little intelligence.
"Nyesel I commend you, if I don't continue my doctorate to stage S2, but I continue to study business. I want to be a successful businessman if you know later can hold the company Dad," added Yasmin proud to secretly guarantee in the heart if later he can hold the company of the father.
"Well, it's great that you can do double work later" Edward said in disbelief. Edward doesn't yet know if Yasmin has her own restaurant, boutique and own hospital if she finds out, she'll definitely faint what it can't yet be called great.
"Over time, uh from the moment we were talking at the tomb, I got goosebumps" said Yasmin who realized their position.
"Oh, yeah, where are you going?" asked Edward as he walked in alignment with his steps.
"Go home" Yasmin replied briefly.
"Ke Resto used to yuk, while chatting," suggested Edward.
Yasmin seemed to think a while after that agreed to Edward's invitation.
They chose a typical Japanese restaurant that does not belong to Yasmin itself. They chatted about Edward's activities while in Amarika. Without them noticing there was a pair of sharp eyes staring at them.
"Eh, there you don't see a bule girl?" ask Yasmin in jest.
"That's it, but more beautiful local girls, after all I haven't found anything like you yet" Edward joked.
"Oh, cie so the benchmark is like me yes, wah means I am beautiful dong, because that is my reference," Yasmin replied with a joke too.
"Hahaha, it's narcissistic too, nih," Edward sneered with a crisp laugh.
"Upsh, ish because of you I became thin," said Yasmin ketus with funny pursed lips.
"Hahaha, what's the story?" edward asked, laughing.
"No, who is the most important," replied Yasmin while drinking orange juice.
"Oh," said Edward and stopped laughing after Yasmin's drink.
Suddenly Edward's phone rang. Edward looked at a glance.
"Yes, I'm behind deluan yes, because there is a sudden business," Edward said in a regretful tone.
"Oh, no pa-pa Ed," Yasmin replied casually.
"If that's what I'm deluan ya, let me pay," Edward broke up as he passed to the cashier's table.
Yasmin still enjoyed her drink. He did not want to leave his seat. Until a man approached his desk. Yasmin immediately raised her head to stare at who was standing before her.
"Eh, Mas Aditya? Please sit down Mas," pinta Yasmin let her know even though she was still wondering why Aditya was suddenly in front of her.
Aditya pulled the chair right in front of Yasmin.
"Mas Aditya has business here?" guess Yasmin is one hundred percent right. Aditya just nodded in response he still put on his super flat face.
He looked at Yasmin sharply as Yasmin had it wrong.
"Sir," called Yasmin at the waiters who were suddenly passing by.
"Mas Adit, what message do you want?" ask Yasmin.
"Ice coffee," Aditya replied briefly and the waiters instantly recorded Aditya's order and passed.
After the waiters' death their togetherness was filled only by silence. The gaze of the people to Aditya seemed to want to pounce on him. However, it is not ignored. Aditya just looked at Yasmin with a sharp look. Yasmin was wrong.
'Duh, this person wants to make me die quickly yes, already dong natapnya already heart marathon,' please Yasmin who only he said in his heart.
Until the arrival of the waiters smashed the glass wall called silence between them.
"Happy to enjoy" said the waitress, placing Aditya's order and passing.
"Who was that?" ask Aditya suddenly.
"Who? Oh, that was the waiter," Yasmin replied casually as she returned to drinking her orange juice.
Aditya looked puffy. "The same man you are, Yasmin Putri Prayoga," Aditya pressed and gave Yasmin her full name at the end.
"Oh, that, he's Edward's brother Yasmin's best friend from childhood. He just got back from America, but what's wrong with him? Then why even mention the complete name Yasmin already like Mr. Rector," asked Yasmin accompanied by a small ruckus that came out of his thin lips.
"No, I'm just afraid he's the bad guy" Aditya replied lightly.
'It is fortunate that the child has zero sensitivity.' Aditya smiled slightly.
"Oh, no, Brother Edward is good he always takes care of Yasmin from childhood and college first," explained Yasmin without seeing the change in the face of Aditya blackened.
"Don't praise the other man in front of me, if we're together," Aditya said flatly. Yasmin was confused when it was only Edward, did she praise Edward was wrong, huh? Yasmin simply nodded in response and enjoyed her orange juice again.
"We go home, I'll take you," Aditya suddenly asked.
"No need, it will be a hassle. After all, Mas must still have a lot of work in the office, right," said Yasmin refused subtly.
"Ti ...." Not done yet Aditya spoke his phone rang and it was from Erza. Aditya looked away and received the call. Before long he came back again and approached Yasmin who was still sitting in her place.
"I'm sorry, you're right, I have a sudden meeting at the office, you can go home by yourself, right?" aditya asked regretfully inexplicably why he was reluctant to leave this girl. But there was a very urgent meeting.
"Let's go home, Yasmin can go home by herself" Yasmin replied with a gentle smile reassuring Aditya.
Aditya who saw her smile was more reluctant to leave the girl. Her feelings said she should be here with this girl. However, his work is urgent.
Aditya kisses Yasmin's forehead briefly and passes. Aditya still had time to hear Yasmin saying, 'Be careful.'
A few minutes away Aditya Yasmin also left her restaurant. While outside the restaurant waiting for an online taxi he ordered a black van stopped in front of him Yasmin looked confused. However, ignoring him he refocused on the phone in his hand.
Several people dressed in black went straight out and swiped Yasmin's drug-stained nose.
Yasmin did not have time to shout because her consciousness was first snatched away. The men immediately took Yasmin into the black van no one witnessed the incident other than a waitress who immediately shouted to see the owner of the restaurant where she worked kidnapped.
The girl directly ran out of the restaurant ignoring the visitors who were looking at her strangely. But, honey, he didn't get it. The girl only found Yasmin's phone that had fallen off.
"Who do I call?" ask the girl to panic.
Fortunately, Yasmin's phone was not fitted with security, so she had no trouble opening it. The girl looked for contact on Yasmin's phone until her eyes found Mas Aditya's name on the last call history.
"Maybe this is Ms. Yasmin's lover" the girl muttered. He immediately called the number.
At a different place at the same time Aditya just arrived at his office and rushed to the meeting room. Not yet she was holding the doorknob, her phone was ringing. On the screen of Aditya phone plastered Yasmin face and name. Aditya frowned at why all of a sudden, but he kept lifting it. Newly connected foreign voice wails in Aditya's ear, he keeps his phone away from the ear staring at the caller's name and right it's Yasmin's number.
"This who? Where's my wife?" ask Aditya flat.
[My husband was a waitress from a restaurant that my father's wife visited, my father's wife was kidnapped by a man dressed in black, I found his wife's cell phone lying in the street. I did not have time to save my father's wife because my father's wife was brought first.]
"What?! I'll be there soon," Aditya replied in shock. He rounded his eyes. Clearly panic was emanating on his handsome face.
He immediately contacted Erza to take over the meeting.
When the phone was connected the girl seemed hesitant to talk, but she insisted because it concerned the life of the owner where she worked.
"Hello sir, is this with his girlfriend, Ms Yasmin?" ask the waiter to tremble.
[This who? Where is my wife?]
Pramusaji was surprised that his boss had a husband.The girl hurriedly told Aditya.
"My father was a waitress from a restaurant that my father's wife visited, the wife of the Father was kidnapped by people dressed in all black, I found the wife's cell phone lying in the street. I did not have time to save the wife because the wife of the father was brought first," replied the waitress trembling.
[What?! I'll be there soon.]
Aditya disconnects the phone.
"Hopefully, Ms. Yasmin, could be saved," the waitress's grunts were alarmed and passed back into the restaurant fearing she would be scolded.
* * *
"Hello ma'am" said a man in black serbah when the phone was connected.
[How, did you manage to kidnap that fucking street?]
[Haha!] The sound of Barrel broke like an orang of fidelity.
[Contact me when he's conscious, I want me to be the one he saw first when he wakes up!]
"Okay, Madam." After saying this the connection was cut off.
"Bring him, the Madam herself who wants to give him punishment," asked the fat man.
"Okay boss" replied the other man.
Aditya is currently dizzy thinking about where he should find his girl. Unable to find the kidnapper, Aditya has deployed all his men to track down Yasmin. He had also checked the cafe's CCTV so he knew what kind of car had kidnapped Yasmin.
He couldn't immediately report it to the police station because it hasn't been 24 since Yasmin disappeared.
Hour before ....
Brak! The cafe door was forced. There at the door of the cafe Aditya looks chaotic with sweat on his forehead, tie disheveled, shirt buttons over him open in two. Appearance Aditya times able to hypnotize the visitors instead of angry, they even peck with a cengo face. Appearance Aditya impressed very ..err sexy.
Aditya goes to the reception desk and asks one of the cafe waiters who is looking at him strangely. Suddenly a waitress comes up to Aditya and gives Yasmin's phone.
"Sir, this is your wife's phone" said the waitress handed Yasmin's phone.
"Where are they going?" ask Aditya seriously.
"Pak ten o'clock, but I don't know where they took your wife to," replied the Pramusaji lowered his head.
"Alright, thank you for the cooperation," Aditya added flatly and passed from before them.
"Hopefully our Boss can meet ya," said the waitress hopeful who is taken by her other friends they can only pray the best.
"Za, have you discovered Yasmin's whereabouts?" aditya asked Erza on the phone.
"Not Dit, they're very smart. However, if my thinking is correct they must have taken it to a place that is not within reach of the public" Erza explained.
"You need to find out who is behind the kidnapping of my future wife" Aditya said coldly.
Pip's! Aditya turned off the phone and sat down on the living room sofa. He fiddled with the labtob that was in front of him. Suddenly the door of the mansion opened, where Vishnu and Lalita stood with panicked faces. They only got word if his future son-in-law was kidnapped. They just came back from their business.
"Dit, how? Any word from Erza?" lalita asked when she got to Aditya.
"Not yet, Mah," Aditya answered still focused on staring at the labtob that displays the events of the post-Kidnapping of Yasmin.
"Kok can be kidnapped, Yasmin's feelings have no enemies, except ...." Lalita's words hang in the air.
"Mama thinks the same as me," Aditya said, turning his eyes to the two people who are different genders.
"Dit, don't let the media know if Yasmin was kidnapped" Vishnu said calmly.
"Yes Pa, Aditya will close the matter until Yasmin is found, but Aditya will not cover up who is the mastermind of this kidnapping," Aditya broke up coldly with his sharp gaze. They just nodded as a sign of agreement.
Suddenly Vishnu's phone vibrated, indicating there was an incoming call. Vishnu picked up the phone did not forget he lauspeker.
"Hello Wis, you already know my son was kidnapped, has he been found?" ask the voice over there in panic.
"Yes, you know where?" ask back to Vishnu.
"It was a feeling, because Laras did not want to join my business trip to London and he said he wanted to do something," replied the man worried that it was not Aryi. He does not cover up the truth about Laras because he believes Vishnu's family is able to protect his little daughter.
"Now I am on my way back to Indonesia," continued Aryo still with a worried tone.
"Do you know where she hid Yasmin?" ask Vishnu seriously.
"I don't know, I'm sorry I asked you to save my little daughter, "please be friendly as a father to Vishnu.
"Om, Om calm down, Aditya will meet Yasmin as soon as possible and will make the same calculation," concluded Aditya full of confidence.
Aryo who heard Aditya's flat speech was shocked, but immediately replied, "Alright, Om believe in you, son," Aryo replied. After that he disconnected the phone because the plane he was about to board was going to leave because there was a warning from the loudspeaker.
* * *
"Geeh!" There was a sigh from a girl who had just woken up from her long sleep. The girl-Yasmin-spreads her gaze all over the direction of researching where she is now. Slum houses that have been overgrown with many plants spread around it.
The girl when she wanted to get up a handcuff chained her hands and feet smooth. Yasmin tried to escape, but could not. On his wrist only left a red mark as it tried to break away.
Prok! Prok! Prok!
A clap of hands distracts Yasmin. "Well, it turns out that our sleeping princess is awake," said the sly woman.
Yasmin rounded her eyes, not expecting her stepmother to kidnap her.
"Tente Laras?" yasmin asked in a surprised tone.
"Yes, why? Shocked?" ask Laras with a sly smile.
"Hey, you guys, move him to that chair so I'm satisfied to torture him, hahaha," said Laras ordering people to stand guard outside.
Two large-bodied men suddenly entered and opened the handcuffs on both Yasmin's hands and feet.
Yasmin let out a sigh as the handcuffs opened. However, the relief did not last long as the men directly dragged Yasmin into a chair to be handcuffed back.
Yasmin had thrashed, but unfortunately her strength was not that strong.
"Tante Laras why is he evil with Yasmin? Did Aunt Laras take all of Yasmin?" yasmin asked in tears as she could no longer hold the tightness in her chest. Yasmin's hands and feet were handcuffed back and the two men stood guard outside.
"Why? Because I hate you so much, "Laras replied hatefully with teeth clashing with emotion, he threw a slap across Yasmin's cheek leaving a scarlet mark. Yasmin tried to hold back her crying by biting her lower lip.
"Why don't you look up, bitch? Are your tears over?!" tanya Laras as she grabbed Yasmin's hair to make her look up.
"Tante, what's wrong with Yasmin?" he asked with a sobbing that escaped his trembling lips.
"Hahaha, is it your fault? Because I hate you and your Mama, your Mama from high school to college she always got everything" Laras replied, gripping Yasmin's jaw firmly. There is no sense of pity that Baras felt when doing it.
"So, that's why Aunt Laras killed Mother? And Aunt Laras take the position of Mother? Aunt Tega is with us and now Aunt Laras has a vengeful Auntie with me for not being satisfied with Mommy?!" yasmin shouted with emotion.
"Yes, why? Gan you have no right to yell in front of me bracesk," Baras retorted slapping Yasmin a second time, her already red cheeks getting red.
"Hahaha, and just so you know, your father why hate you to die, because I told him not to want you to die, hahaha," Laras told him the facts about Yasmin's father's cruelty.
'It turns out Dad was forced, so Daddy loves dong with Yasmin, ' a happiness Yasmin felt knowing the fact that the father actually loved him forgot the pain his body felt.
"And you know I'll kill you like I killed your mother back then, hahaha! It's good that you have a husband who is very rich and perfect, indeed your father is very jerk," Laras said in front of Yasmin.
"Aware, Aunt, Istighfar remembers God, it is enough Mother Aunty killed sadistically," Yasmin reminded.
"Fight with an important sin I want you to die Hahaha, so that all your father's property falls on my daughter, Elis," replied Laras smiling devil.
"But enjoy the rest of your life here, gather your energy to serve them for a while" Laras said with a smirk and passed. Yasmin was only able to pray that God would bring her help. He did not want his body taken away by people like them.
* * *
[Hello Mr. Adit, we have found their whereabouts,] said someone across the street when the phone was connected.
"Thank you sir, keep an eye on them until I come" Aditya asked coldly.
"Yasmin has met Ma, Pa, Aditya go first" Aditya told his parents who had just joined the living room with a worried look. However, after hearing that information there was a speck of relief radiating across their chests.
After saying goodbye Aditya immediately called Erza. "Za, you called the police, right?" ask Aditya without babibu when the phone connection is connected.
[Yes, they were standing guard at that location. There is still no movement from the house, we are still waiting for orders from you, ] Erza replied on the phone. Without answering Aditya turned off the phone and entered his luxury car and drove to the highway.
After reporting to the police. The police immediately took action because it turned out that the act was the daughter of a mobster who became a police boronan for engaging in online prostitution and the sale of minors. The police found a suspicious house away from the cacophony of society and they saw at least two large-bodied men guarding outside the house further bolstering their assumption that 'Yasmin' hidden in that place.
And inside that house. At this time Yasmin was always wary of warning him if they wanted to act impudently to him.
The creaking of the door is heard because of the friction that occurs. Enter Laras with his devil grin staring at Yasmin with a murderous gaze. In the hands of Laras carried a very sharp kitchen knife.
Glucose! Yasmin gulped her hard-earned saliva.
'Yes Allah protect Yasmin, Mas Adit, Mas Adit where, Yasmin is afraid, ' beg Yasmin to Allah and hope Aditya to hear the screams of his heart.
"Why, scared? Hahaha, it won't hurt if it's just stoning and skinning that disgusting body of yours," Stalked Laras with the same grin. The sound of Laras was like a melody of death dancing in Yasmin's ears.
'Astagfirullah, in stoning? In skini? O Allah protect Yasmin from the demon who possessed Aunt Laras, ' beg Yasmin to repeat in her heart two very sadistic words to be heard.
"Astagfirullah, Aunt realized, not because of this momentary grudge, Aunt became blinded by the lust that the devil created and shackled Aunt, Istighfar Aunt," Yasmin recalled advising.
"Save your advice, and pray to your Lord to relieve the pain as I begin to slice this blunt object into your smooth skin," concluded Laras like a fidelity person while swiping the sharp object on the surface of the skin of Yasmin's neck while pressing it. Until an elongated scratch was created on Yasmin's neck, fresh blood immediately seeped out. The white T-shirt Yasmin was wearing was red with blood stains. Yasmin did not speak out of fear that Laras was getting more and more doom to torment her.
"Why don't you fucking scream! I want to hear that sound of your crying, hahaha," Laras said, a few meters away from Yasmin. Because, want to see the face of pain Yasmin.
"Damn it, you're here! Make him groan in pain," call Laras to the two fat-bodied men who are standing guard outside.
"Haha, I want to see where you've survived" Laras said, sitting down and watching Yasmin being harassed by her man. There was not the slightest pity that Laras felt as if torturing the poor girl was a pleasant thing.
"Om, no Om, Istighfar remembers Allah, "please Yasmin with a trembling voice withholding tears, hoping that the two before her would let go.
"I'm sorry, sweet lady, you're so much fun to miss" replied the fat man with a domineering grin and lust.
"Don't, Om plis, remember the same God," asked Yasmin she tried to bow down deeply.
Meanwhile, Laras just smiles at the devil staring at Yasmin's helplessness.
The srek! The other man directly tore the kous part of Yasmin's shoulder so as to expose the smooth skin without gaps belonging to Yasmin. They are more eager to launch the action, but just want to do more a break at the door to stop their action.
"Don't move!" pinta a policeman while pointing a firearm towards Laras and also to the two fat men.
Aditya who was there immediately approached Yasmin who looked very chaotic. Aditya's heart ached to see the appearance of his future wife. How not the moist eyes and traces of tears are still visible, flattened reddened by slaps and clothes part of his shoulder that was torn due to the actions of the hands - naughty hands.
Aditya took off Yasmin's handcuffs with a sad look and the smooth hand had been red due to the friction of the sharp object.
Aditya's emotions suddenly appear seeing the tear and traces of blood and an elongated wound on Yasmin's neck.
"Your son of a bitch" Aditya chirped and turned and punched the fat men without a fight.
"This is because you have dared to touch the tip of my wife's hair" Aditya said, hitting the men in turn.
Bugh! Bugh! Bugh!
If only there were no small hands and the police stopped him. Maybe the criminals are already living names.
"Udah Mas," please let Yasmin down while withdrawing Aditya. The Aditya reflex stopped and immediately pulled Yasmin into his arms. The world seemed to belong to both of them at that time.
"BASTARD YOU ADITYA! HOW DARE TO DISTURB MY PLEASURE!" yelled Laras did not accept.
"Joblok him to prison, thankfully you are a woman and I still respect you as the stepmother of my future wife" Aditya told Laras without looking at her disgusting face.
"Sir, please take it," Erza's pinta. They took the woman out and took her into a police car.
Out there the reporters had gathered because they wanted to find out that Laras was a stepmother who was so cruel that she wanted to eliminate her own daughter.
"DON'T TAKE MY PICTURE, YOU SON OF A BITCH, YOU SON OF A BITCH" cried Laras not received in the photo by the media.
"AWAS KAMM ADITYA I'M GOING TO AVENGE THIS, YOU ESPECIALLY YASMIN, YOU DAMN RAMP, YOU BASTARDS YOU ALL, YOU GUYS HAVE THWARTED ME KILLING THAT DAMN ROAD!" raung Laras craze he was immediately put in a police car so as not to rebel.
Yasmin just stared at the stepmother brought by the police she did not expect it turned out that Laras' revenge was still burning since 10 years ago had killed his stepmother with heartlessness.
Yasmin was pulled into Aditya's luxury car to avoid the news-seekers.
seriate......