I Desire the Love of My Husband
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"Stay away from all of you" said one.

Slowly but surely they took Zahra away, once it felt safe, they quickly brought the two into the car.

"Bu Isma" shouted the driver.

He clucked while scrambling his hair in frustration, the atmosphere began to noise, they began to be noisy with talk to each other.

Without wasting time the driver entered the car and chased the car, how could he leave his master in danger.

"Police are on their way."

"They're gone."

"I got the car's police number."

They turned their heads together, good news, it would definitely mean a lot when the police came.

"Please send it, this is the phone."

The person receives his phone and sends a picture of him, after which he returns his phone.

"Thank you very much."

"Together."

They disbanded, there was no point in continuing to be there, not even the kidnapper had left.

"Why is it like this?"

"So, I don't understand, it's like this all of a sudden."

"You didn't give me the wrong address?"

"No."

"The police station's close by, they should've arrived."

"Patience first."

The two men were still in place, waiting for the arrival of police who had been contacted earlier.

Until a while waiting, the police came they got out of the car and approached the two.

"The reports received are happening here."

"They've managed to take the two women away."

The police gave some questions for a little lighting, so they decided to look for the car in question earlier.

"Sir, this is the police number of that car."

The police saw it and recorded it perfectly, after a brief conversation, the policeman went to the car before.

"Hopefully they won't do any harm."

"Hopefully."

The two re-entered the store, they still had to continue their duties there.

A strong hunch, the woman had written the letter, but it might have been a personal matter before.

Along the way the driver continued to follow the pace of the car in front of him, poor empty streets make the car drove without a counter.

Repeatedly the driver pressed his horn, asking that the car in front of him stop, but not according to the speed it was added again.

"Who are they, why are they doing all this."

Kringh ....

With the driver grabbing his phone, there was an incoming call from Frans.

"Yes Den, you're chasing his car, somewhere."

Frans no less panicked there, it seems the message that was sent by Isma was enough to explain the bad situation.

"Don't know Den, you'll call again."

He just hung up the phone, at this time he had to focus on driving so as not to lose track.

But unfortunately, the traffic light actually stopped his car first, annoyed he hit the driver of his car.

"Fuck," he said.

He turned his head when he heard the police car siren, of course the car could pass easily.

"It must be the police who's trying to help."

He looked around, the vehicle stopped when the police car passed, he quickly drove his car so that both managed to pass the traffic light.

But no matter how fast they drove, the car was gone, there were some roads there and no idea which way the car was going.

The two cars stopped by the side of the road, they came out and approached each other.

"Whose father?" ask police.

"I'm personal driver Ms. Isma."

"Aren't two people taken?"

"What was the problem before?"

"Nothing at all sir, I know Ms. Isma's family has never had any problems with anyone."

The cops were lyrically interlocking, really like that, then what was the kidnapping done for if there was no problem before.

"Please find them, sir."

"We'll try, we'll give you the latest soon."

"Please, Sir."

The two nodded, they would try their best, but before that they should know the beginning of the matter.

"Do you know where the house of the woman who was with Ms Isma?"

"No sir, but his son knows."

"Where is his son now."

"At the Hospital, he's a doctor and he's on duty there."

"He knows this."

The driver nodded for sure, didn't Frans get in touch with him, it meant Frans knew what was going on

The police asked that the driver contact Frans, perhaps the man could help them.

Zahra and Isma were placed in different rooms, both of whom were tied to strong ropes in a sitting position on the floor and eyes closed.

Zahra heard the sound of the door opening and closing again, she moved trying to untie her.

"You're not that strong, Ayra."

Zahra was silent, she recognized the voice, and it was not Vanessa's voice.

"Vanessa."

The woman laughed, Zahra gulped her saliva, it was unmistakable Vanessa's voice.

"Vanessa, what are you doing, let me go."

"Why should I?"

Zahra lowered her head as her blindfold opened, trying to normalize her vision and moving to see Vanessa.

"Hallo is a tough woman" said Vanessa softly.

"What are you doing, let go."

"Suuttt, this is proof of my words, you should know that I'm not kidding to achieve my dreams."

Zahra frowned, he could not think with the behavior of Vanessa, Vanessa could do that.

Zahra moved again, she wanted the rope to be blown away from her body, but why was it so hard.

"What are you doing, you won't be able to untie that bond."

"Be quiet, where's my mom, where'd you take her?"

"Oh, she's your mom, it's great that I got you guys at the same time, ain't I great?"

Zahra shook her head, where Isma is now, why Zahra is alone, if Isma has escaped, hopefully it is true.

Vanessa rubbed Zahra's head, she smiled and of course it was a mocking smile.

"Detach, don't you hear, untie this."

"Shut up, don't you dare set me up."

Zahra grimaced over Vanessa's jay, there was nothing she could do because her two hands were firmly tied.

"I told you, if you have to die, you have to die unless you want to let Bian go, that's your choice!" snapped Vanessa.

"Zahra."

Zahra rounded her eyes, it was the sound of Isma screaming, so Isma was still nearby, Isma did not manage to escape.

"That's your Mama's voice?"

"Don't hurt him, your dealings with me have nothing to do with anything else."

"But your Mama can help me a lot, I change her choice, you leave Bian or you lose your Mama."

"Vanessa!" snapped Zahra.

Not accepting with that, Vanessa strengthens her trap to make Zahra scream without being held back.

"Zahra, what's wrong with you?"

The voice sounded so clear, it meant that Isma was close to her, was there a room next to Zahra's room right now.

"Take your decision now, did you choose Bian or your Mama?"

"Vanessa don't do anything to him, you need to be aware that your business is only with me."

Vanessa laughed again at Zahra's words, and Vanessa told me that Zahra couldn't manage it at all now.