Mohabbat
Failed to Escape

The drizzle was still watering the universe that night, the thunderbolt in the distance was still faintly heard and trembling. However, all that did not dampen the steps of a woman who ran through the darkness. Wearing only home sandals, he continued to run through the dark of the forest.

Only the path he traveled, a path that was very rarely passed by humans. Dark, silent, quiet, there was not the slightest illumination there. Only the sound of a pack of animals at night should be enough to thrill every one that passes by.

The sound of an owl perched in the trees without being seen, made the feather stand on its own. Blood rippled to the crown, churned due to an erratic taste.

The longing for soot creates darkness in the recesses of the heart. As if indifferent to the state of the body that had shivered, those natural red lips even trembled and paled. Repeatedly the spit is gulped, to moisten the dry throat.

Daisha decided to walk through the forest, out of the Alejandro villa area for fear of waking up the entire house, especially Areta who was always vigilant despite her sleep.

"Is the road still far away? Why would uncle make a place to live in a remote forest like this?" muttered Daisha as she continued walking hoping that the big road would come soon.

The streets are complicated and branching with the purpose of each place, as if deliberately made to outwit the humans who want to enter his territory.

Daisha had once told Alejandro where to go in the direction of the forked street. Only one leads to his village and that too if lucky. While remembering which path led to the great path, Daisha continued to swing her steps.

He smiled faintly as the street lights began to faintly be seen. Not only that, but his ears also hear the sound of the roar of cars in the distance, even the sound of many humans also the clattering of feet that not a few begin to meet his sense of hearing.

"Quick search, I heard the villas are all around here!"

A commanding pitched voice began to make Daisha's composure disturbed. He stopped his steps, there were many lights in the distance that led into the forest.

"Who are they? And what are they looking for?" he muttered as he continued to watch the lights spread out in all directions.

"The road's branching! Where should we walk?" The voice asked someone to scream.

Daisha became increasingly quiet, starting to strategize if the unexpected happened.

"Just go through everything, find the building! There's only one building in there and that's what we're looking for!" The answer further clarified their purpose.

Daisha looked to the right and left, looking for the fallen branches of the tree. He quickly collected the branches of the tree, piled them with leaves even though he had to give up his hands filled with wet mud.

Daisha closed the only road leading to the villa making it seem as if it was a perfect dead end. The only way that many big trees are squeezed. They will not find their way, because the car that leads to the villa is on another road.

"They can't find this way. Nah! What about the villa if they manage to find it? Will Auntie know?" Daisha muttered restlessly while biting her lips tightly.

Walking back and forth while thinking what to do?

"What should I do? Do I have to go back?" ask him to yourself.

His eyes sparkled when an idea came up. He collected a lot of dry leaves that had been wet. Sow the leaves along the way back. Daisha decides to return to the villa to inform about the arrival of the men.

The road is perfectly closed. Daisha brushed away the vines that were shaped like walls. So thick and many also blend with the large trees around the place so as not to invite suspicion from anyone who comes.

He opened a door and closed it carefully. Daisha decides to climb a tree that grows high inside. I just want to see who comes. Unfortunately, Daisha's view is limited in the darkness of the forest.

He went down and ran into the villa. Undoubtedly, Areta was waiting for him in front of the villa with a group of men in black uniforms. Daisha slowed down, astonished to see the situation around the villa.

He was ashamed half-dead, walking with his head down toward his aunt. Beside her, Laila stared in disbelief at Daisha. The teenager was crying because he was worried about his brother.

"Sister!" He ran and hugged Daisha.

Crying spills all the anxiety.

"Where's the boy going? Why escape from the villa?" tanyanya while sniffling.

Daisha kissed Laila on the shoulder, rubbing the teenager's back with regret.

"Oh, don't cry. We go to Auntie, Brother has important news to tell," Daisha said as she broke her arms.

The two walked closer to Areta, Laila was curious what news Daisha brought so that her face looked so panicked.

"Hows it? Have you met him?" sindir Areta who turned around was about to leave the courtyard.

Daisha bit her lips, feeling guilty and sorry for not listening to her aunt.

"Nmh ... Aunt, I have something to say. It's important, but seeing the number of guards I think Bibi already knows," Daisha said despite her doubts, but she had to deliver what she saw in the forest.

Areta halted her steps, glancing to the side of the body before turning to face Daisha again.

"Say, what did you find in the woods?" ask Areta while holding hands behind the body.

Daisha and Laila approached, standing on the right and left sides of Areta.

"There's a lot of people in the woods there, they're looking for a way to this villa, Bibi. I don't know anyone and by what means are they coming?" daisha said in a panic.

Areta sighed with her chin raised, as if she had gotten used to the incident Daisha reported, she was silent for a while. Slowly both hands clenched tightly, his anger churning.

"Auntie had expected it, they must have come, but Auntie didn't expect it to be this fast. Come in, even if they manage to find this place, Auntie make sure none of them survive."

At first glance Daisha saw the embers of revenge on the beautiful face, without denying he invited Laila to enter the villa and protect his sister.

Meanwhile, Areta begins to gather the people she has in the villa. Commanding them to be vigilant, also sending reliable spies to oversee forest areas.

Care is tightened especially where Cakra is held. The man was weakly bowed, to make a sound he could not. After his body was stoned fifty lashes, Cakra grew even more helpless.

Areta entered the villa, continuing straight to the room. He opened a closet that he never opened in his life. Take out a suitcase, pull it out. A wedding anniversary gift from the heart.

Areta wiped the surface of the suitcase that read 'happy anniversary my sweety'. Her lips smiled sweetly, but her eyes were inundated with water. There was a longing that rose in the chest, calling for release.

"You asked me to wear this, didn't you? I wasn't ready to wear it at the time. I was too scared and weak. Now, you see, baby. I'll wear this gift from you. Protect me from your place, I have to fight alone without you" Areta said as she unlocked the suitcase.

Tears fell uncontrollably as he looked at the contents of his suitcase.