The Charm of Love Amartha
Sorry Hunting 1

"I'm Kenan Pradipta, Amartha's future husband..." Kenan answers Satya's question and holds Amartha's hand. However, the girl who was clasped in his hand was silent. As if I couldn't believe what Kenan said.

"Prospective husband?" Satya with a wrinkled forehead.

"Yes, I'm her future husband, so I hope you don't approach Amartha again!" Kenan warned Satya.

"If I don't want to?" Satya folded her hands in front of her chest. Just as Kenan was about to respond to Satya, Amartha tried to let go of Kenan's hand.

"Take off" said Amartha. Instead of letting go of Amartha's hand, the man grasped Amartha's hands and stared fixedly at the girl.

"Amartha, listen to my explanation first "

"No need." Answer Amartha coldly.

Don't believe it, Ta. Inner Satya

"Amartha, give me a chance to clear this up .. me..." Kenan stared at the two brown beads belonging to the girl.

"Enough,"

"Amartha.." said Kenan with a sad face.

"I said enough!" Amartha turned his face away.

Amartha could no longer say. Only tears rolled out of her net. Amartha wanted to see the man she had longed for. He should be happy to see that guy again. But, why did the feeling of disappointment dominate his current mood more? Arrghs...Kenan came and went as he pleased as if toying with his feelings.

Satya could guess a little bit the relationship of the two lovebirds in front of him. And there was a grin on his face implying a million meanings.

Vira, who was ordering at the food counter, canceled her order when she saw Amartha crying and there were two foreign men there. Vira immediately approached her best friend.

"What's up, Ta?" Vira looked at her friend worriedly.

"I want to go home, Vir, please..." Amartha stood up from her seat accompanied by Kenan and Satya who also moved from her seat.

"Let me take you...?" Satya offered herself.

"Vira, I want to go home now..." Amartha did not press Satya's offer. The girl kept crying.

Before they became the center of attention, Vira took Amartha away from the food court area.

"Martha....." Kenan said softly watching the girl's back go away. Kenan could not blame Amartha's disappointed attitude towards him. For it was this man who had incised the wound in Amartha's heart. He disappeared without a trace.

"Ehemmm .. I think there's still a chance for me to get to Amartha" Satya broke the silence.

"Don't approach Amartha!" Kenan's words began to ignite emotions.

"Haha ... shall we see who he chooses, you or me? Looks like you will only be his past." said Satya while laughing mockingly.

"Omong empty!" said Kenan Kesal and left Satya. Being close to the man made his blood boil.

Hahaha, we'll see!"

Kenan leaves Satya and soon pursues Amartha. Luckily she had not lost track of the girl.Amartha was in the parking lot of the motorbike. He cried in the arms of his best friend.

"Who the hell are they, Ta?" ask Vira. While the person being asked even dissolved in his cries. Vira stroked Amartha's back gently. Hope to give you a little peace.

"Well, if you're ready to tell a story, that's okay .. don't cry anymore, we're going home now, okay?" continued Vira. The beautiful girl with the shoulder-length hair, then let go of her embrace and invited Amartha to go home to the boarding house.

"Thank you, Vira" said Amartha briefly.

Vira decided not to ask again about the two men who were with her best friend. It seems like this is not the right time to bombard Amartha with a lot of questions. Vira knew not everything she needed to know.

The two girls then wore helmets and jackets. Then, drive the motor out of the mall area. Kenan followed them from behind. He wanted to make sure Amartha survived to the destination. His mind was no less furious at the moment.

He needs to talk to Amartha and explain what really happened.

Along the way Amartha could not also stop the tears that poured down his cheeks. A flash of memory about Kenan rotates in his memory. Why was that man suddenly present in his life? How did he know Amartha lived in this city? Since When? Arghhh...All this makes him dizzy.

"Ta...?" Vira breaks Amartha's daydreams.

"Yes Vir.." answered Amartha slightly moving her body so that her voice could be heard by Vira.

"About!" sahut Amartha was upset. Vira is good at comforting her best friend. Even in a magical way.

"Don't daydream the point, I've been told that if the climb has ghosts!" Vira said in a serious tone this time.

"They?!" peekkit Amartha's. He slapped Vira's shoulder.

"Hahahahaha," Vira instead laughed happily at the girl shouting her name.

That said, on the climb is indeed a lot of riders who like to be disturbed by invisible creatures. Not only astral beings are unsettling but there are also often robbers and scruples waiting for their prey to pass through the ramp. They will act at night with quiet road conditions.

The Vira motor is speeding closer to that climb. There is a feeling of gurgling every time you go through it. But this is not the first time they pass the climb by riding a motorcycle.

"Ta?" Vira called out to Amartha in a frightened tone. Vira stopped the speed of the bike and pulled over on the side of the road that was a bit uphill.

"Why Vira? why stop?" ask Amartha did not understand.

"That's, there's no one there, isn't there?" the great-grandson of Vira pointed towards the 6 men who were a few meters away from them.

"Yes, I think they're coming here, Vira!" amartha said, who was also frightened.

A group of men got on their bikes and headed to where Vira and Amartha were. Vira is afraid not to play. Hand trembling. Want to run away but the hands do not want to compromise.

"The vira?! turn around!" Amartha half yelled.

"Woy! don't run!" one of the men shouted. But Vira did not budge either. Amartha was not inexhaustible with Vira who was still silent.

"Cepetam vira! They are getting worse!" Amartha half yelled.

"Surge!" Amartha quickly descended and took over the steering wheel and automatically shifted Vira's body backwards.

Amartha quickly twisting and speeding is not playing even though he is not yet proficient in driving a motorbike. Stupid terribly! What matters now is that he has to immediately turn around. He didn't want to die silly. In a desperate situation it turns out that whatever was previously unable to, suddenly becomes able to.

The trembling vira automatically held Amartha's waist tight as their motor drove at above average speed. That night the road was not so crowded. There were only a few riders who occasionally passed by.

"The vira?! they're still chasing us, aren't they?" shouting Amartha.

"The vira?! answer me!" continue the girl.

"Still, still,Ta..." Reply Vira.

There were 6 men chasing Amartha's motorbike. Each with a motor. But shit, before reaching the crowd.one of the motor of the thugs managed to catch a motorcycle driven by Amartha. And tried to stop the speed of Amartha motorbike by swinging a sharp weapon.

"Stopped?!" Said one of the men who was hugged by his friend, he swung his dagger at Amartha.

"I said stop!" said the man again.

Amartha did not answer. He ignored people who tried to stop him. While Vira? He tightened his grip on Amartha's waist.

Not only was she afraid of the men who were chasing them, but she was also afraid of Amartha who was speeding on the streets. His life is on the horns.

Oh God, I still have many sins. I don't want to die yet! Please save me!inner Vira.

The motorbike of the man who swung the weapon increased its speed and blocked the motor driven by Amartha. Inevitably the girl immediately pulled the brake suddenly. Vira has said Istighfar many times. It's over!

Ciiiiiiittt!

The sound of motorcycle tires colliding with road asphalt.

Amartha has done whatever happened. They're surrounded now. Amartha and Vira got off the bike.

"Give me your motor keys and bags!" shouted a man who walked towards them with a sharp gun to Amartha and also Vira. The unmoved Amartha invited the man's anger.

Suddenly the man quickly threw his weapon at Amartha. Amartha who saw it immediately covered her face with both hands.

"Yahoooooooooooo!" yelled the girl.

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