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Melati....

The car driven by Mr. Nanang has entered the highway.Traffic this morning is not too crowded. Melati leaned her body on the back of the chair. Eyes closed. The fatigue still filled his entire body. Even though he tried to eat. But just a few bribes. His stomach is only filled with 2 glasses of warm water.

"We're directly non,"

"Yes sir."

Netra Pak Nanang glanced at the front rearview mirror. His heart was a little restless. As if someone was following. And when Mr. Nanang returned to driving with focus, a car from behind cut off from the left lane. Mr. Nanang immediately ngerem suddenly. Melati's weak body crashed on the backrest of the driver's seat. Mr. Nanang looked directly behind. It appears Melati woke up her body that fell in front of her stool.

"Yes no papa Mr. Nanang. Just walk again!" his orders while sitting back in the passenger seat behind Pak Nanang's seat.

Just now Mr. Nanang is going to run his car back. Suddenly from the side of the car glass Mr. Nanang was gedor by someone. Mr. Nanang turned his gaze towards the glass door next to him. Two men with a sinister look stood still while banging on the car door. Pak Nanang is short. The old man's heart rumbled. Anxiety filled his entire chest cavity. The man is kamit. Reading prayers.

"Let's down, lo,!"

"Non what?" Netra Pak Nanang stared fixedly at the face of his master's daughter.

"No papa sir. Why is that guy pounding on our car, sir?" ask Melati worriedly. While pointing towards the two men who were banging on their car.

The atmosphere this morning was quiet. Moreover, the area where they stopped now was still deserted. Not a single vehicle crossed the road.

"Exit.or want to break your head. Quickly open!" hardik the tall, strapping man was tattooed on his arm. Her voice boomed.

Nyali sir Nanang shrieked. Melati also felt anxious. Already his body lethargic added by high-level anxiety made his body weaker. Cold sweat was pouring down his forehead.

"Try asking what you want, sir?" Papa Nanang immediately lowered the car door glass. The man who was a large height immediately blocked Mr. Nanang's neck.

"Why sir.kok le-my neck in a giggle..?" asked Nanang sir in a soft voice. His neck was tightly choked by the man. One of his friends was waiting beside him.

" Take him under the tree and tie him up!" his orders to the friend. The bald man then followed the instructions of the tattooed man.

"Ja-don't sir.don't hurt me." pinta Pak Nanang memelas.

"I didn't hurt you. Just tie you up," said the bald man while pulling Mr. Nanang down one of the big trees by the roadside. Tied it.

lost." muttered Mr. Nanang afraid.

"Get out..!" he snapped at the man while opening the car door. Dragging Mr. Nanang out of the car. The old man grimaced in pain.

"Heh..get out..quick!" snapped the other man with the head of the plontos. Melati shuddered in horror. His heart is beating strong. Anxiety robs his heart.

"Hurry up!" the man snapped at Melati while opening the door beside the girl. Then pull strong Melati hand. Jasmine grimaced in pain as her hand was pulled firmly by the bald man.

"Let's come!" snapped the bald man again, while pulling Melati's hand closer towards the car they were carrying. Opening the door of the car then pushing Melati's body into the car.

"Flat his hand. Let's not run away" the tattooed man ordered the bald man. The man then took Yang's rope and threw the tattooed man at him. The bald man quickly tied Melati's hands together.

"Why tie my hands. Release!" sergeant Melati is angry.

"Ha hahahaha.."the two men laughed out loud. Makes Melati even more afraid.

"Why did I get into this car! get me!" yells Jasmine hysterical. The man smiled cunningly.

"Silent..Not much talk. No need to scream. No one heard either. If you hear them won't help you either" the man slammed the car door making Melati's face look anxious.

Mr. Nanang was silent to witness the incident in his eyes. His gaze was nilar when he saw Melati who was forced to move into the car herd of kidnappers. Heart rumbles. Fear broke his heart. "What to Answer if Non-Jewish

It was not long before the two men got into the car. The moving car left Nanang's pack tied to a tree on the side of the road.

Melati's tears are flowing. He did not expect this to be his fate.

"Not to cry. You should be thankful that I helped you to run away from the man you didn't love" the tattooed man said. While glancing at Melati at a glance.

"Who are you. What do you mean by me. I never did anything wrong with you. Get me out of here. Stop that!" yells Jasmine hysterical. Tears were unceasingly flowing down both of his cheeks.

"Baron, try calling sir. Tell me we've been to headquarters," the tattooed man who drove the wheel. The bald-headed man was named Baron. Looking at the tattooed man. Then nod. Take her phone out of her pocket, squeeze a contact and put it in her ear, listening to the ringtone on the phone.

Soon a voice sounded from across.

"Hello... why?" ask for a voice across.

"We're going to the base, sir. He's been with us."

"Good sir. We'll be there soon" said the bald man.

"What purpose did you kidnap me for. Get me out of here!" pinta Melati while wiping her tears.

The two men laughed out loud. Funny to hear Melati's request.

"You're silent. Many bacots!" snapped bald guy. Makes the guts of Melati shrivel.

The car moved to a destination, leaving Pak Nanang standing tied up in the big tree. The car then reached a forest. The streets are quiet and silent. There's not a single human being there. Not far from the big tree. Looks like a small house that has a large yard, Melati does not know which area it is.

After entering that large page. Car stopped. Melati saw no one human except the three of them.

Horror crawled Melati.

"Let's get out!" the tattooed man opened the car door and then pulled firmly on Melati's arm which was tied by a rope. She dragged the girl out of the car and into the small house.

After arriving inside the house, Melati's eyes looked around the room. There's nothing in that room. Then Melati's arm was pulled back into the middle room of the house. There was a chair against the wall of the room.

The tattooed man pushed Melati's body towards the chair, so that Melati's body sat on the worn-out chair.

"Don't be rude! What do you want? Who told you to?" ask Melati bravely.

The tattooed man and the head of the plontos laughed out loud. Heard Melati's words.

"You will know too. Just hang. The person you asked will be coming soon" said the bald man. His friend just grinned sadistically staring at Melati.

Soon the sound of shoes was heard entering the house. Melati tried to raise her face. His tied hands made it difficult for him to improve his sitting position.

"For Mister," said the tattooed man and the bald man with a bowed respect.

The man looked up and smiled at the two. Then he looked at Melati who was still busy fixing her sitting position. The man smiled looking at Melati.

"Finally, I can also have you.hah ha ha ha ha ha ha ha," said the man. Melati puffed her head staring at the sound.

"Sir Harjo?" jasmine was surprised. His eyes widened to look at the man who was the mastermind of his kidnapping. He did not expect Pak Harjo to do this.

"Yes..Jasmine is beautiful Hah. I have been in love with you for a long time. Beautiful paras, slim but full body..You are indeed the dream girl. Naturally, many men are crazy about you. Including me.ha ha ha ha.." Mr. Harjo laughed out loud.

His heart was happy that he could have the girl. Even with force. Ah he doesn't care. All he wants is for Melati to be his wife.

Melati shuddered in horror at the thought of being the 4th wife of the old man. Mr. Harjo is rich. Land everywhere. A lot of money as loan sharks. Mr. Melati, Mr. Herman was once forced to borrow money with Mr. Harjo.

"Sir..Please mel. Please let Mel go. Today Mel is getting married to Mas Randy. Please Sir.lepasin Mel!" pinta Melati with a weak voice. The man shook his head.

"I don't want to. You don't have to marry that young doctor. Better to marry me. Become my fourth wife. You must be happy. Many treasures. Your life will be assured."

"Mrrt not wrong to say yes. Not married to my father. Mel's life with Papi Hendrawan has been struggling with treasure. Why pursue other luxuries." Melati protested with disgust.

"Are you sure you're really Mr. Hendrawan's daughter? Hem.don't have fun first. You're Herman's son. Poor old man."

"No. Pak Harjo doesn't know anything!" jasmine Sentak does not like.

The old man chuckled.

"Back him in that room. Later that night don't forget to prepare my wedding with Melati. I know that tomorrow morning my wedding procession is going smoothly," ordered Mr. Harjo and then out of the room headed out. Melati was very shocked to hear the words of Mr. Harjo on his body guard.

"That's right. Cook I have to marry that old man?" murmuring Melati slowly. Before long, Pak Harjo's men took Melati to an empty room.

There's a king-size bed there. In clean sheets. It looks like he just put it on that bed.

"Wait here," said the tattooed man as he pushed Melati's body onto the bed. The girl's body was falling on it. Jasmine grimaced in pain. Moreover, both his hands were tied firmly by the people of Pak Harjo.

The bald man exited the room, then returned to the room where Melati was in a room with a tray of food and drinks. Melati just fell silent. Don't know what to say.

While the tattooed man went out of the house. Because he will contact a KUA officer who will marry Melati and Pak Harjo tomorrow morning.

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