One Roof Two Hearts
Chapters. 3

Dewi was frustrated because the man did not relax in the slightest action to harass the Goddess that night as well. Accidentally his hand touched a long-shaped object. A thin smile full of happiness was on her lips Goddess, although what was in her mind was not necessarily a reality.

"Alhamdulillah there are things that I can use to fight, hopefully it works," said the great-grandson of the Goddess who was ready to take a challenge to fight.

The man looked naggingly at the Goddess, "You don't expect you to escape from here, because tonight you must serve me!" threaten the man.

The man tried to pull the hijab of the Goddess who was already in disarray, but the Goddess could not stay silent to see what would happen to herself. Finally he did what he had thought of since, although the experiment might fail.

"I can't possibly willingly fulfill your wish of a bastard man!" Mirkanya Goddess

The goddess swung her hand with all her might and then lifted the wooden block and directly beat the head of the cloth masked man.

"You're sick!" He strangled the man while holding his head which was likely bleeding.

"Feel the consequences, I will not remain silent on your crime, I will report to the police!" Threat Goddess.

The goddess immediately rose from her sitting position in a state of power that was left only able to hit twice the man's head.

"I'd rather die than be touched by a jerk like you who's obviously not my husband!" The wrath of the Goddess who holds on to the guardrail of the patrol post to rest so that her body does not look good.

The man curled up grimacing withstanding the pain in his head, "foolish woman, I won't let you live!" Hardik the man who tried to get up even though his condition was getting worse because there was already a lot of blood dripping down his face.

The goddess smiled meaningfully and did not waste the golden opportunity, with all her might walking hurriedly towards the highway. However, because the man's hand was long enough to reach the end of his shirt Goddess and pull firmly the tip of his shirt so torn.

The crane!!

The goddess was late in moving so that the tip of her clothes should be willingly pulled and torn. The tearing of the end of her clothes Goddess sounded real. The tear happened because, the Goddess insisted to fight and finally they pulled each other interesting.

"Please let me go, don't pull my shirt, I beg you very much sir!" The Goddess's ink, whose other hand covers the visible part of her stomach.

The man smiled triumphantly and felt that he had managed to cripple the Goddess, "Hahaha! Do not dream, you have hurt my head but you casually ask for my mercy to release you, haha it is only your dream!" His grunts who did not want to budge even though the pain and pain he felt did not dampen his enthusiasm to persecute Mirah.

The goddess did not want to lose, she began to kick the sensitive part of the man with full force, "Don't expect you to touch my body and your evilness can succeed, I'm sure Allah SWT will help me," unfortunately, the Goddess who ran was stumbling because her physical condition was getting weaker and also the fatigue factor that continued to fight.

If I had known there would be something like this in my life, I would have gone to taekwondo. The goddess tried to hold back her tears, for she cried when it was useless. It will not even make him think clearly.

"O Allah, help your servant, I beg you not to let the man succeed by his devious and wicked plan, protect me from all dangers and from the evils of men and other creatures," the muttered Goddess who was accelerating her pace while occasionally looking back as the masked man followed the steps of her departure.

The rain fell more and more rapidly, until the road conditions passed both of them were almost covered with puddles of rain in the middle of the blind night.

"Where are you running to? Don't expect you to survive my pursuit!" The man walked while carrying a wooden beam used by a beating tool used by the Goddess earlier.

The Goddess did not speak to the man by running and sometimes just walking. Until without realizing it there was a black sedan car that drove at a speed high enough in the opposite direction towards him.

"Yah!! No!' no!!' the screams of the Goddess who instead of moving places so as not to be hit, but only able to cover her face from the rampage of the accident.

Dewi no longer has the ability to move quickly, he was dead step because he was surprised to see a car that came suddenly towards him, what else when Mirah walked enough to be in the middle of the road.

Kitty!!!

While elsewhere a few hours before the incident, the busyness is clearly visible in the building of the modern-style house, the, back and forth some people with their jobs and activities each further add to the busyness around the area of the house.

In a room, a girl about twenty-three years old somehow since this morning her mood was not calm and determined, it was clearly visible from the look of her face that described her.

"Did I just call Brother Sham? I'm not even calm if I haven't heard her voice, although in three days we're officially husband and wife" that cute hair-bound girl.

The girl was confused and hesitated to call her future husband, fearing that he would interfere with her activities. With a unanimous decision, she finally ventured to contact her lover.

"Assalamualaikum, honey are you leaving for the area tonight?" I asked Nadia across the phone.

"walaikum salam, God willing...so this is ready to go, why?" Ask back to Samuel while opening the door of the service car he often uses if traveling outside the work area.

"Apa Mas Syam just cancel the first departure, somehow my feelings are not good, what else are the remaining three days we married loh, loh,is it better to cancel or ask his other coworkers who change Mas for this time only," said Nadia his future wife.

Samuel Abidzar Al-Ghifari only chuckled at the words of his future wife, "god willing.everything would go well, if only Mas would not go, would not go,but this is his responsibility Mas is not possible to give to friends, you are patient enough, calm your heart and most importantly pray for Mas to come home on time and survive without any shortcomings," he added.

"Amin ya rabbal alamin, if that's why I hung up the phone first Mas there are some neighbors who came seemed to want to meet me, assalamualaikum," said Nadia who was forced to hang up her phone.

"Greetings waalaikum, love you forever Nadia Yulianti" she said before hanging up the phone.