The Journey of the Love of the Haram Child
Chapter 26 Angel Misela

It was a terrible night for Misela. Right now his body was trying to thrash out releasing the hands of the thugs.

Although Misela is actually a martial artist but Misela is still a weak woman and is currently facing two thugs with a burly body even looks terrible according to her. Moreover, he had not fully recovered after yesterday's accident and events in the past suddenly appeared in his mind so as to make himself slightly depressed and trembling.

The two thugs pulled the instant hijab Misela was wearing and threw it away. The hijab that Misela was wearing was already detached from where it should be. One thug approached Misela's face and tried to kiss Misela's cheek but Misela banged her head until the thug was a little in pain.

"Crns*ek."

Plakkc....

Misela's face looked to the left and was covered with long strands of hair. A little fresh blood is seen at the tip of the lips. It was rubbed by the hair thug boss so that Misela's dim face was seen. That opportunity Misela didn't miss. Because the mouth that was silenced hands have been released.

"Toloooonggg....."

With all his might he shouted but only once and his mouth was now silenced by a handkerchief.

"Emmbbb..."

Misela tried to scream but could no longer.

Plakkkp....

One more slap violently managed to land on Misela's cheek.

"Diem lu's. Who wants to scream, huh? Whose fault are you trying to be a hotshot huh? Try you just willingly playing with us hahaha."

"We're taking it to an empty house in the alley there, boss. The house used to be the headquarters of boss Tedy also so not locked house."

"Good idea too. We used to mess around there with this beautiful girl hahaha. Let's quickly drag him."

Misela was forced to walk to their will.

"O Almighty God help your servant. Servant is very scared. Send an angel or anyone who can help a servant, O Allah. Servant please. Laahaula walakuata is stable."

Only a scream of heart could he do at this moment. It is a coincidence that the streets are empty. Traffic was also completely dark due to the electric extinguisher. Tidings prone to begal and crime surrounding residents also prefer to stay at home. Moreover, the condition is that there is a power outage like this.

Twenty minutes before.

Tiiinnn.

The sound of a car horn was heard in front of Mr. Cipto's house. Erlina hurriedly stood up and opened the door.

"Assalamu'alaikum." Sapa Dzakir to Erlina who was standing right in front of the door.

"Wa'alaikumsalam Mr. Dzakir the nights here are not good to see about later." Answer Erlina.

"There's something I want to talk to Misela about. It was on campus to disturb Hilman." Dzakir spoke in a timid tone.

Not yet Erlina answered the electricity was out.

"Misela's Arabica." Erlina was shocked and very panicked.

"Misela why?" Dzakir panicked.

"Misela is very afraid of the dark sir. And now he's going to the front printing press to make a photo of the reference book that he wants to bring to campus tomorrow. Misela is very afraid sir please follow Misela."

"Astaghfirullah well you calm down first try to contact him."

"His phone is in Sir's house. How'this?"

"OK, I'll go there now you just wait at home. Misela, what clothes?"

"Gamis instant hijab flower motif pink Pak. Sir, my feeling is really bad."

"Go there now."

Dzakir ran to the printing press Erlina said.

Arriving at the printing press, Dzakir did not find Misela there.

"Who was there a girl who came here wearing a pink hijab motif?" With a breath of breath Dzakir asked the ministry brother at the printing press.

"Yes sir came home a few minutes ago."

"Going home? But not in his house."

"Oh don't know me, sir."

The noise of the jenset there made them not hear the cry of Misela earlier.

"Thank you bang."

Dzakir was very panicked. He walked slowly down the street with his mobile center.

Deg.

Her heart was pounding very fast seeing a pink hijab on the ground. Dzakir picked up the hijab.

"Pink hijab? Didn't Misela wear a pink hijab? Astaghfirullah Misela are you in danger now?"

Dzakir was very panicked while hugging Misela's hijab.

"Yes Allah help me find Misela."

Dzakir searched for traces around the road and now he found the center that Misela was carrying. Dzakir also entered the alley to the right left there are still many trees because there is no house building. Long Dzakir walked and he heard a voice.

"Emmbb...."

The misela lying on the dirty floor was thrashing because her hands and mouth were tied.

"Lu ridein to my table first that tasted this sweet girl hahaha."

"Good boss."

The men obeyed the words of his boss and took Misela to a wide table. Misela tried to retreat slowly and shook her head several times.

"Emmbbc....Emmdbb...."

"Why sweet you can't wait to enjoy heaven hahaha."

The thug boss took off his pants. Slowly but surely now his body is on top of Misela's body.

With the rest of the energy Misela kicked the Boss thug until it fell to the floor.

Bruugggh.

The voice was slightly heard by Dzakir.

But of course it makes the red on both faces of the thugs.

"Brengs*d. You want to use violent means huh?"

With full of anger the thug boss woke up and pierced Misela's body. His hands were pointed overhead and held by his men.

Voraciously and passionately even the boss' anger kissed Misela's cheeks and lips. The hand also did not want to lose wanting to feel the two twin mountains that were so tempting. You see Misela wearing a robe with a seleting in the back. Without any patience in ripped is the game.

Misela could only cry lamenting her fate.

"O Allah may be the fate of the servant be the same as that of Adel. It is possible that this incident will be hereditary in the descendants of slaves later. O Allah, I beg you to help me. Congratulations to these people, O Allah."

"Emmm.hh..."

Misela is helpless. The uncritical taste also made her faint with dryness.

"Hahaha dear you are so sweet now is the time for us to enjoy the peak. It's up to you to go to sleep or enjoy it hahaha."

The thug boss also opened the robe in Misela's wear and look that smooth thigh. The pants Misela was wearing.

Braackkk....

The two thugs were surprised not to play because there were some police who pointed a gun at them.

"Thank your hands."

Some of the policemen came forward to approach the thugs and bent them and brought them to the Metro police.

Dzakir immediately ran over to Misela who was fainting on the table. Dzakir could not see his current state. The jacket she wore to cover the open body.

"Misela wake...!"

There's no answer. Dzakir also helped Misela sit and wear the hijab she found earlier.

"Pak Dzakir let's take sodari to the hospital." Said a policeman who came with him earlier.

"Yes sir."

Dzakir carried Misela's body into the car and took her to the hospital.

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