One Roof Two Hearts
Chapters. 2

"This is because Dinar and Hani were bothering me this morning so they forgot to bring an umbrella, even though there is a saying that there is an umbrella before it rains," muttered Dewi who was upset when he remembered the actions of his sister and cousin's sister.

Dewi recalled the incident this morning, when her cousin and youngest sister also worked on it. Dewi is sometimes upset also with the ignorance of those who will be married to Ismail is always nosy.

With forced Goddess to walk under the rain that fell quite heavy that night. A few minutes later, Dewi decided to walk under the rain while waiting for a motorcycle taxi that happened to pass through the road. Although most likely it is very rare there are ojek that pass the road, if it is past ten o'clock at night.

"Bismil was bornrahmanirrahim hopefully there is a passing ojek or Abang Ismail who saw me walking," muttered the Goddess who was increasingly anxious waiting for the arrival of his fiancee.

The goddess who began to move her legs left the role of the shop where she worked. All his clothes and all over his body were soaked, his body began to shiver with cold. The Goddess continued to walk with the bag as her protector from the rain.

"Oh Allah, I have come so far but it is as if all motorists or motorists have been reluctant to pass through this area," said the grim Goddess who frowns at the surrounding conditions that increasingly seem lonely.

Just a split second he muttered, suddenly there was a person pulling his hand with full force.

"Aahhhh! Who?!" Her scream Goddess reflexively floated her sling bag towards that person.

While the person who pulled his hand did not pester and care about the words of the Goddess and even carried her body towards a small house that is often used by residents to do night patrols.

"Let go! if you don't let go I'll yell, I'm sure people will come here" cried the Goddess who won't budge even though her body is in the person's arms.

"Haha!! please just shout, because I'm sure no one will hear your screams in the middle of this blind night, let alone it's raining, they're all huddled in their blankets!" that guy again.

The goddess continued to rebel and tried to escape the sling of the man wearing the black mask. He was as strong as possible to fight, even if what he did was in vain.

"I beg you to let me go! Who are you why are you acting like this to me!? I don't know you, I don't have anything wrong with you either so please put me down!" The Goddess in a sling.

"I don't need to know what my most important reason is that you're quiet enough! Don't try to fight me because what you're doing is meaningless and pointless, it's all for nothing" he said.

The goddess was astonished to hear the words of that person which were so obvious if he was a man. But the Goddess did not give up in the slightest, she continued to beat the man's wide back.

"Please!!! T-long!! Anyone who hears my screams please come!!" The screams of the Goddess who continues to seek help by shouting loudly.

"Goddess Mirasih! Stop this if not your life will be lost!" Threaten the man.

The goddess glared at her eyes in shock and astonishment at the words of the mouth of the man she knew nothing about.

"Why does this man know my full name, who is he really?" The great-grandson of the Goddess who is still trying to escape from the clothes masked male sling.

Bruk. badebuk!

The sound of his body Mirah who was thrown hit the gazebo board.

"You're sick! hyks hicks is sick!" Dewi's complaint when he touched the wooden floor.

The man swung a shiny knife exposed to the light of a light beam right around his cheek covered with hijab.

"If you dare to ask for help again! Don't blame me for being mean to you, beautiful girl!"the guy who wears the mask.

Both pairs of eyes Goddess glared so scared, panicked and did not expect that in her life would experience an event like this.

"Ja-ngan.. a-ku mo-hon le-pas-kan a-ku,"the mourning of the Goddess whose whole body began to tremble so afraid she was coupled with the cold weather of the night with her cold body.

The man only displayed his triumphant cunning smile as it managed to make the Goddess tremble in fear.

The Goddess repeatedly said Istighfar and asked Allah for help SWT while observing the surroundings to find objects that can be used to fight the criminal.

"Why did this man do all this to me? what mistake have I made that made her angry with me" said the Goddess.

"I will do everything I can to thwart your marriage plans to the man my sister likes, if necessary I will tarnish your chastity as long as you don't marry Ishmael" she said.

The goddess inched back until her back slammed against the wall of the wooden gazebo. His body shivering more and more withstanding the fear, coldness, anxiety and also worry mixed into one part in his heart and mind at that time.

The goddess covered her front body so as not to be too exposed out, because all her clothes were soaked that some of her body protrusions were clearly visible.

"Sia-pa you really are? I-I beg you not to-long like this," whined the Goddess who tried to block the man's steps.

Only the corner of his lips appeared to be visible behind his mask, "You don't need to know who I am as clearly as tonight I will show you the consequences of seizing Ishmael and you plan to marry him, this is the consequence!" People behind masks.

"Did this man do all this to me because I was going to marry Ishmael's brother? did I wrongly accept the proposal from the man I love? If it's like this I have to find a way to escape from here, however I must be able to escape," the inner Goddess Mirasih who occasionally glances to the right left.

His body was retreating so as not to come into contact with a man who was not his own family and was clearly not his mahram. The fear must be there, but the Goddess continued to try to stay calm and fight while secretly looking for what things she could use.

"After I get out of here I will find out who this man really is, whether his motive was to commit a crime just because I was going to marry Mas Ismail, he said, but why do I feel like this man is no stranger to me," the Goddess was busy with her thoughts while trying to keep dodging.