My husband is my teacher
The beginning of that incident

A quiet night of black clouds gathering covered the stars in the sky, sounding a gurgle accompanied by lightning.

The drizzle down Latika's uneasy feeling had not yet disappeared.

Plus with the nervous feeling that hit him.

Latika sighed staring at the falling rainwater.

Afriadi glanced, "Where's your house?"

"Road xxx." replied Latika tampa to take his eyes off the hundreds, thousands, millions of falling rainwater attacking the earth.

Afriadi did not respond properly to Latika's attitude, exclaiming inwardly, "why does she look sad?."

Latika plays her phone typing on the keyboard, sending a message to Nana.

Latika was still complaining in her heart, remembering the thing she experienced today, "Haah... I've been fired now I have to find a job where? What will I eat later. Oh God what is this ordeal?."

While Nana arrived at Latika's place earlier. Nana was looking for Latika, she took her phone from her pants pocket, she saw the incoming message from Latika, she read it.

Fill in the message \= Na, I've been picked up by someone sorry tonight I can go to Hana's house, again sorry yes.

Nana frowned reading Latika's message, "SESEORANG? Who?" Nana thinks hard about someone picking up Latika.

"Oh... Her boyfriend," Nana guessed.

Nana turned her bike around, and immediately left the place.

*Home Haha*

Hana paced in front of her house, biting her fingertips, worriedly, "Huh... The length of time that old man arrived."

Saladiah sat in the front seat of the house, looking at Hana pacing back and forth, "Again on the street, kot."

Not long after.

Titheit... Nana's motor horn sounds. Nana arrives at Hana's house.

"Ha... There it is, it has arrived." Hana went straight to Nana.

Salasiah who was sitting on the chair exclaimed, "But, where is Latika."

"Eh... Haa'ala... Where's Latika?" Hana just realized, "Where is Latika?," Hana asked Nana.

"He didn't come here, he was picked up by his girlfriend" Nana replied.

Salasiah who heard the news of Latika did not come straight up from the chair, "Haaa..."

Hana was also shocked to hear the news, disappointed.

***

Inner Afriadi exclaimed in confusion, "Far away is his house, to the corners of the hut, dark again, silent once, every night he went home through this place."

"Why the road is uneven, it's dark. Ah, where is this?." Latika realized from her daydream, "This is not the way to my house."

"Sir... Sir... Mr..." Latika patted Afriadi's shoulder gently, panicking, "Where are you going to take me?"

"To your house, where else" replied Afriadi briefly continued to drive.

"My house is not here, sir," Latika explained.

Ciii... Afriadi was surprised to quickly step on the brakes quickly, fortunately the forehead was not bad.

"What's? Not that you said yyy way," said Afriadi.

"Not sir, but xxx street." Latika shook her head, meaning Afriadi misheard earlier, probably because he was too focused on driving.

"Astaghfirullah's. Hii..." Afriadi rubbed his hair, took a deep breath, his face was red, Latika to the point of shock.

"Mr is okay?" ask Latika.

Afriadi did not reply, he returned to drive his car, looking for a roomy place to turn his car around.

Inner Latika exclaimed, "Ouch... Dark."

Suddenly Latika saw someone lying on the road ahead there.

"Sir... Sir... Sir... Stop there, sir!." Latika patted Afriadi's shoulder softly, telling him.

"Astaghfirullah" Afriadi hit the brakes quickly.

The car suddenly stopped, the distance of the end of the mouth of the car with the person is about 30 cm.

"Hiiiss.." Again Afriadi hissed.

The light of the car lights doused the person lying in the middle of the road.

'In the middle of a dark and silent night like this, there are people lying in the middle of the road, suspicious as hell' they thought.

"How is this, sir?." Latika shrieked, her voice shrinking.

"Let's not be afraid." Afriadi removed his seatbelt, it seemed like he wanted to go out to torture, but Latika had held him back.

"Where are you going? Do not come out sir, usually people if lying in the middle of the road is nothing but begal Sir," said Latika thought of the films he watched.

Suddenly a group of begal surrounded them.

Latika's feeling was not good, her face pias frightened, the beggars were carrying sharp weapons, pistols and their faces were all covered.