Pamite
90. Displaced

Dara slowly opened her eyes. He suddenly woke up in the bushes, faintly hearing the morning prayer. Dara scrunched her forehead confused, remembering something that had just happened last night.

At first, he could not remember anything here at all. At least no one can remember Dara, but the longer Dara is able to clearly remember the events that just happened last night.

Instantly Dara's body stiffened, feeling such a deep fear. He rose from his sleep, enduring pain all over his body and intimate area.

Dara really does not know what she has to do, what Dara thinks at this time is keep her feet up. Walking to keep looking for her car, Dara was sure she could find where her car was parked last night.

Dara's body was still shaking, she wanted to cry right now, but whatever the power, everything was very difficult for her to understand.

Dara doesn't know why this has to happen to her. Why should he be in the position he is in now. Dara was really tired, she wanted to blame fate, but after all it was all useless, everything had happened, there was nothing to regret anymore.

Dara's steps suddenly stopped. He was surprised instead of playing, feeling confused when he did not find his car parked in the original place.

Dara started to feel shy. He doesn't know what to do and how. His entire body was shaking violently, both of his hands clenched tightly, enduring such a deep pain.

Dara could not ask for help under these circumstances, she was in a complete mess.

However, if you think about it again, of course Dara could not keep quiet without doing anything here.

"How is this.." murmured Dara monologued in a trembling voice.

Dara could not hold herself here, she felt resentful considering the events of last night that seemed so excruciating. If Dara could turn the clock around, she might prefer not to get out of the car when she realizes two men are passing in front of her car. But how else? All that Dara has done.

Really, Dara hates herself, Dara is dirty and Dara has a hard time just forgiving herself here.

Dara let out a heavy sigh, choosing to step back her legs. Trying to find help, who knows if someone is willing to help her. Even though it might be very difficult to do, given the situation of Dara who is very dirty today, also the state of Dara that is not possible.

However, Dara really did not want to think about many things first. He felt that what he needed to do right now was, try to go and find help in people who would be kind to him.

"O Allah, I am sure your plan is much better. It's just why should an incident like this befall me," murmured Dara still continued walking down every street, trying to seek help.

Dara closed her eyes slowly, stopping for a moment. Trying to feel all over her body and intimate area that feels so painful. Don't ask how her heart is, of course Dara can't explain it all so much pain what she feels.

No, Dara must not give up, she set foot again to ask for help, and look for someone who might be able to help her.

***

In addition, Jaka is still trying to find. Even if it's still very early in the morning. However, Jaka had no trouble at all. He continued to contact the people closest to Dara, of course not with Rifki, if Jaka contact Rifki, it will only make Rifki and his mother feel worried.

Really, Jaka was feeling very worried now, and again he had to wait a little longer to report all this to the police. Given that when Jaka reported the case to the police, they only said that Jaka should report if it has been 2 x 24 hours, it might be a little difficult for Jaka. Therefore, Jaka tried to find it himself.

Jaka had started to feel upset, he did not know what to do and how. Jaka thought the whole place he had been to, but did not find the existence of his sister at all.

Jaka's hand moved, opened his phone, contacted one of the contacts on his phone list.

"Hallo, is Dara there?" jaka asked someone across the street to contact someone who might have seen Dara.

Jaka knows it's just a small possibility, but Jaka still has hope about it all.

"Become? No, I'm not with Dara, so why?" Someone across the street asked, as if he did not understand what Jaka was asking at the moment.

Jaka sighed heavily, "My sister hasn't come home since night, the last time she was stuck in traffic, but until this morning she still hasn't come home," she replied trying to explain.

"really? Is she at her future husband's house?"

Jaka shook his head, "No, he's not there. I don't know where he is, so I'm trying to find him" Jaka said. Not yet had someone across there open the voice, Jaka has resumed his speech, "Well then, I'll hang up the phone, if you see my sister later please call me, yes," connect Jaka after that disconnect unilaterally.

Jaka throws his phone into the side seat of his car. Jaka no longer knows who he should contact, because since he had tried it, but still no one with Dara, even just just looking at it not.

"Where are you," Jaka muttered to himself, indeed Jaka no longer knew where to look for his sister, Jaka was very worried.

Maybe, if Jaka could cry, he would do it right now. Her sister never left without telling her first, and again something that strengthens her conjecture when she found Dara's car parked on the side of the road, also Dara's bracelet that was released on the street. Really Jaka is sure if his sister is involved in the kidnapping case.

Jaka continues to drive his car at above average speeds. Jaka realized that all the things he did from last night were really fruitless. Jaka is feeling very frustrated now. He wanted to know the whereabouts of his sister and make sure that his sister was okay, but it could not be done.

Jaka pulled his car over, leaning his back on the back of the car seat. Trying to calm himself down, Jaka knows if he drives in an emotional state and worries like this, things will not end well.

Jaka let out a heavy sigh, "Where else should I look for her."