Rahman Bin Rahimah
CHAPTER 49

Flashback.

Rahman and his friends who had just finished eating provisions from him felt pain due to those who had been competing to prove who was more resistant to eating chili sauce. So they keep adding so many sambels to the rice. Due to the relatively reckless actions that make them become stomach pain.

Fortunately, the lesson hours are empty, so they can spend time around the toilet that is not far away so they do not need to go back and forth if stomach pain comes.

"Sister Rahman, hold my bag dong. I have a stomachache." Take off her backpack and hand it to Rahman.

Intan who has got hours home chooses not to go home directly. He also seems to have a stomachache and decided to go to the toilet where he had to pass the road which became a hangout Raman and his friends.

"Put it there." Pointing a place beside himself sitting with his chin.

"I put it here, take care of it?" His word.

After putting down his bag, Intan passed leaving Rahman.

"Do you still have stomach pain?" tanya Iwan stared at the four questions. They immediately shook their heads.

"Rudio ..!! You check the class, if the entry hour has started" Hasan ordered.

"Yes, I'm checking." Stand up and turn around and go to her class.

Soon Intan came out of the toilet and approached Rahman.

"Thank you, brother. Take care of my bag" Intan said sincerely.

"Together."

"Yes, me first, right? All drugs." Walking while waving his hands to Rahman, Hasan and Iwan.

They were indifferent, just staring at Intan's departure.

"Woy ... class broke in again, let's hunt," said Rudi half-screaming who turned out to have come. Immediately they ran after Rudi who had already turned around and walked.

On the way Hasan accidentally stepped on something. "Eh, wait." Go down and take what he is trying to do.

"Wristbands." His word. Hasan showed them.

"Who's that?" ask Rudi curiously.

"Her hand has Intan, I saw it in his hand with the bracelet," said Rahman who had seen Intan's hand when giving up his bag.

"Intan has come home," said Hasan remembered Intan who waved his hand.

"Maybe, it's still ahead. Here ... let me follow him," Rahman offered.

Hasan handed the bracelet to Raman, and they parted ways.

Rahman who was afraid if he did not catch up with Intan took the initiative to keep the bracelet in his trouser pocket and immediately ran.

When Rahman was near the gate, he saw a black car stop right in front of Intan and not long after someone came out of the car.

Walk slowly while watching the adult man. Rahman had seen Intan's driver several times and the man in all-black clothes had only now seen him.

A moment Rahman was silent in front of the fence, looking back at the person who asked Intan something.

Rahman was so observant that he saw the man had earlobes with a large hole on the right and if one finger was inserted it would be translucent. Having a dragon tattoo under the ear to the neck that is large enough so that it can be seen from a distance of approximately four meters.

Feeling suspicious of the man Rahman immediately approached Intan. Pulling Intan's hand to stay nearby, he looked at the person.

"What's up, Om?" Rahman asked calmly.

"Ehem." He's cleared his throat.

"Om this nyari his son, he said sister," said Intan. Rahman and Intan glance at each other's lyrics and look back at the person.

"Emang his son bell-," Rahman's voice came to a halt as someone smothered his mouth from behind. Rahman who flinched involuntarily tightened his grip on Intan's hand.

Intan who feels Rahman's hand tightens on his hand even though it does not hurt the reflex to look up. Intan gasped and was about to scream but the man in front smothered his mouth as well.

Suddenly his eyes felt heavy and twitching then their consciousness was gone.

Flashback off

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"Sister."

Wh who? Inner asked.

"Sister Rahman" Rahman faintly heard the voice of a girl calling out to him.

"Sister Rahman.," again the voice sounded and felt so close.

Wh who?

But somehow his eyes felt so heavy, he seemed to be enjoying a sleep that was so comfortable and reluctant to wake up.

"Sister, Intan's afraid."

The frightened voice forced him to wake up immediately from his comfortable sleep. Slowly the eyelids moved and opened.

Applying the eye adjusts the lighting on the cornea of the eye. Now the eye is perfectly open, looking around the illumination is not too bright and makes the vision becomes limited for a moment.

Smelled smelly and stuffy, the cobwebs were hanging around an incandescent light bulb on the ceiling just above where it lay.

There were a few piles of boxes and drum marks in the corner of the room.

"Sister, Rahman." Looking at the origin of the voice, Rahman sharpened his vision.

"Content." Rahman got up from his sleep and sat cross-legged still looking around.

"Sister, Intan is afraid." Intan said honestly, not far from where he sat.

Turning back, he shifted his body slightly and waved at Intan.

"Come', don't be afraid. There's a big brother here," she calmed down while embracing Intan's small body.

"Are we kidnapped, brother? Are they gonna sell us?" tanya Intan plain.

"No, we weren't kidnapped ...."

"Well, we got kidnapped, why are you so stupid?" Rahman glanced at his annoyance and let go of his embrace.

"Iin, Intan'll just make sure," he said frowning.

"Obviously we're in brackets in this room, which means we were kidnapped" Rahman said.

"Intan is afraid," he said directly down.

Sighs before finally embracing Intan.

"Don't be afraid, you're gonna find a way to get us out of here."

The conversation with Intan came to a halt when there was the sound of people at the door. "Open, door!!" a command that sounds strict.

Hearing that Rahman immediately whispered to Intan. "Go back, pretend to sleep and hide your face." Rahman also shifted his body to its original place and lay sideways keeping the face between his hands.

Intan also obeyed Rahman's orders, which was to pretend to sleep with more or less the same position as Rahman.

"Krekk." Decit the door that reads makes Rahman standby one.

Rahman tried to peek out from between his hands, not too clearly but he slightly looked at his face. While Intan was already frightened, but he tried to hold back.

if Intan did not exist, Rahman would have gotten up and picked a fight to escape the kidnapper. But the existence of Intan becomes a barrier for him to do all the resistance.

"Turn her body."

"Give a flashlight to his face" Almost Rahman blinked his eyes when the Hp flashlight hit him.

"Interesting." That's all Rahman heard.

"Is this child also related to her?" it was not very clear in Rahman's hearing, as the voice was almost whispering.

"So soon move it, otherwise they'll smell your tracks." Rahman thought hard to find an idea.

"Well, sir." said in unison his men.

The sound of footsteps of the man had moved away, and now changed by the noise of the two men were looking for something in a pile of cardboard.

Still maintaining his acting now Rahman can feel if his hands are being tied. He became worried about Intan's situation, afraid that the child would cry and scream.

Silent.... Although Intan was scared but when he realized if Rahman still doing the pretence Intan was trying to silence the same as Rahman and sure if everything would be okay.

Both of them floated when picked up by the kidnappers. They were carried over the shoulders like sacks of rice.

This situation used Rahman to look around because the position of the head behind the back of the kidnapper and not only Rahman Intan was also curious to open his eyes. Passing through the door and up the steps, the room was immediately brightened by the lights in the room.

A room that has complete facilities now they pass. Out of the house that is not too big Rahman and Intan are sat in the back seat of a black sedan.

Not directly on the road, Rahman peeked back, apparently the kidnappers spoke to the superior.

Day seems to have dodged. Watching the kidnappers from behind the window glass that is not visible from outside Rahman whispered back to Intan.

"Stay pretending to sleep and never open your eyes" Rahman said.

Intan nodded obediently without much words. He was still quite afraid for something to happen in the future.

The kidnappers and the boss came closer to the car as soon as they closed their eyes. One of the kidnappers was sitting behind the wheel, while the other stayed outside the car, and the Boss was sitting next to the wheel.

Slowly the car moved and walked away the yard, not wanting to risk Rahman staying faithful with his eyes closed.

Long enough the car was running until it suddenly swallowed and stopped at a two-story wooden house that was quite large and luxurious.

"Hey boy, wake up ..!! Don't pretend, you think I'm stupid .., fainted all this time," she insisted as she opened the passenger door.

Rahman was shocked by the kick in his leg. "Quick down." Roughly the man pulled Rahman's hand down.

Obviously the kidnappers were suspicious, if they were fainting. Because usually people who are anesthetized only a few hours, not like Rahman and Intan until night.

"Hey sweet boy, hurry up." Waving his hands to Intan who was sculpting because of the man's treatment of Rahman.

With a heartbeat racing very fast, fear is overpowering. Slowly Intan approached and got out of the car.

"Silver," whispered Intan as he was told to walk hand in hand into the house.

"Don't be afraid, there's a big brother here" Rahman whispered.

"Quick the road." The man pushes on Rahman and Intan's back.

While in front of them the boss walked with wide steps up to the top floor.

"Take them to the barn, I'll meet Jack" he said before climbing the stairs further.

"Ready, sir."

"Hi, Broto .. help me take them," he said seeing one of his colleagues.

"You've come apparently, Gi? It was Rinto who told me you were already on your way." Take over Rahman in his control.

"Heem, take them to the warehouse immediately. The boss is now meeting Jack's boss" he said, pushing Intan.

Entering the room deeper until arriving in front of the brown door, a man named Broto took out a key and plugged it into the door leaf and turned it to sound the key open.

"Square." The door is pushed wider.

"Come on, let's get in." Rahman was stunned and nearly crushed by Broto's encouragement .

"Actually, what do you want?" rahman asked turned to face the two men with a sharp look.

Unlike the previous storage room, this room is brighter with a large light bulb.

"How dare you look at us like that, little boy?!" salak is angry while pushing Intan.

Rahman caught him. "Don't call me a child if you don't want to feel the pain of my fist" Rahman said seriously.

"Hahahaha, you think we're scared," she replied, shaking her waist.

Glancing at Intan whose body trembled slightly, Rahman was sure that Intan was very frightened.

He chose to be quiet so the two men could leave. Intan's fear will make him bother later.

"Of course, leave them." Get Broto to pull the door algae and lock it.

"Sir, Rahman ... Intan was afraid," said Intan already crying.

"Don't waste your strength just to cry. Crying won't get us out of here, it's best to save your strength to run if I've found a way to get us out of this place" Rahman said.

"Yes, yes, Intan no longer cries." Quickly wipe the tears that have fallen on the cheeks of the cabinya.

"Good, now sit there." Point Rahman at an empty corner of the room.

Without refuting Intan immediately sat in the place designated by Rahman.

Rahman looked at the room, looking for something that might be useful. Walk close to the pile of abandoned items.

Find anything with your hands tied. Rahman found the broken glass in a small cardboard pile. He took it and returned to Intan.

Sitting next to Intan. "From your hands" he commanded.

"Hold your hand in the air firmly" Rahman said.

Rahman also swiped the shard on the rope in Intan's hand.

"Hold it, yes" again Rahman's instructions made Intan nod in reverence.

Long enough Rahman swiped it but not yet broken, until the movement stopped when the door lock rang.

They were compactly staring at the door leaf with worry. Keeping the shard on the bok** is just Rahman pretending to sit cross-legged.

"Hide your hand" whispered Rahman.

Intan bends his hand to the front of his chest just as the door opens.

"It's dinner for you guys." Put two rice dishes with cow's eye eggs and two bottles of mineral water.

"No soy sauce, huh?" intan's chirps get a peeved glance from Rahman and a cynical glance from Broto.

"Nothing" he went and came out of the room.

"You yes, still had time to think soy sauce," murmured Rahman annoyed.

"... 'Kan Intan is just the name, '" he replied.

Sighing and blowing it rough, Rahman did not think with Intan. Intan was very scared and now behaves like nothing happened. Rahman could only shake his head in disbelief.

CONNECT ....

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