Thought by Maid, Turns out to be the Mafia Wife
239. Running out of Gasoline

Tamara's been next to the villain's car. He got into the car in a hurry because the car door was not locked. Unfortunately, the car keys were taken by criminals. He had to figure out a way to get the keys to the car.

"Yes Allah. Where's the car keys?" tamara asked, panicking because the criminal was constantly shooting at her but could not hit her or her car.

Tamara sees the state of the villain who begins to weaken because Tamara scratches the arteries of large blood vessels that can kill a person.

Not long after that the criminal began to squash because he had severe bleeding on his waist inside almost hit his vital organs. Tamara waits for the criminal to pass out or die in order to retrieve the key in the criminal's hands.

A few minutes later, the criminal fainted. Tamara hurriedly approached the criminal again to look for the car keys. A moment later he finally found the car keys were the pockets of criminals pants. He also took the criminal's wallet to take his money. Then throw away the key again. The hand t-shirt he was wearing was also bloody making Tamara take it off because of the fishy smell.

"Sorry...! I have to rob you. I need this money just in case," muttered Tamara taking also the gun in the hands of criminals.

As he was about to leave, the end of his game was pulled again by the criminal, making Tamara spontaneously shoot him in the chest of the criminal to death.

Tamara looks upset with tears. So angry he kicked the thug of the criminal many times.

"People like you die more. You are nothing more than a disgusting beast" said Tamara, full of wrath.

Tamara looked at the surroundings. No one's in that place. Any animal he did not find in that place except insects that were hiding or still sleeping in their respective nests.

"Yes Allah. Have I turned into a murderer and a robber today?" inner Tamara held back her legs which were already very limp and wanted to fall. .

He hurried back to the car again and put the car keys with trembling hands until several times the car keys fell.

"Astaghfirullah halazhim. Allahu Akbar ! Help me, Robb..!" pinta Tamara controlled her nervousness and read the basmallah while putting in the car keys and starting the engine again.

"Do I have to turn around? Should I ask El-Rummi first?" muttered Tamara confused herself as to where she was going because they were in the middle of a stone desert without any direction of direction.

"I'd better walk away from that fucking bastard than be confused myself like this" muttered Tamara turning her car around.

As he glanced to the side of the car there was the criminal's cell phone left in the next seat. There is also a dus containing a large mineral water bottle under the legs of the car seat makes Tamara excited.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah. I can drink and use this phone. But I don't know El-Rummi's number. After all El-Rummi said here there is no signal. Do I have to stop for a second to ask El-Rummi?" tamara asked while pulling over her car to ask El-Rummi after being far enough away from the corpse of the criminal.

El-Rummi's plane arrived in Riyadh in two hours.

"El. I managed to escape from the criminals and took away his car. Where is the direction of this car for me to go so that I can return to the nearest city where I am at the moment. I also found a criminal's cell phone. I wanted to call you but I don't know your number" Tamara wrote briefly.

"About another 300 km you will reach the city. Find an inn to pick me up there in my helicopter. I'll call you when I get to Riyadh" El replied, writing his cell phone number.

Tamara recorded El's cell phone number on the criminal's phone. Luckily the criminal did not use a password on his phone so it was easy for Tamara to open an app to store El's number.

He drove the car back to a nearby town like a small village. About 10 km away Tamara's car reached the city but suddenly her car started to falter making Tamara panic. Tamara just realized the car's gasoline was running out.

"Allahuakbar...! What other trials are these?" lamented Tamara.

Tamara came down from the car with a very dry esophagus and her stomach began to feel hungry. He returned to the car to get the mineral water in the box.

"Did the criminal keep food in the car?" tamara asked while looking for what she could find in the car which turned out to be just dates.

Tamara performed dawn prayers after taking ablution water with mineral water in the bottle. He used his veil as his prostration.

Somehow Tamara felt her chest cavity so tight that she cried bitterly. Feeling a wasted person now and being able to survive with what is made him more grateful a thousand-fold with what he had obtained easily during his time together with his parents. He felt closer to his Lord when trouble caught him in his solitude.

"Alhamdulillah O Allah. You are still looking after my soul and body so far" Tamara said gratefully.

After zikr and teaching, Tamara took a cloth bag and put three bottles of mineral water, money, cell phones and dates. He wore his veil again and walked 10 km to reach the city.

About two kilometers away, Tamara began to hear the sound of vehicles from behind that made her stop her steps. He waved his hand at the car to hitch a ride.

An old man with his wife stopped their car and asked Tamara for her destination. They finally give Tamara a ride after negotiating for a while by asking Tamara for payment.

Upon arrival in the city, Tamara went down and gave the old man several thousand reals. Looking for an inn. Earlier he gave several pieces of clothing and underwear to replace his clothes that had been four days not changed because he could only take a shower and no change of clothes. He also bought several pieces of packaged milk bread to fill his empty stomach.

Because of the small town, the inn that he got was not so worthy to be occupied but enough to rest while waiting for the arrival of El-Rummi to pick him up. After cleaning his body and replacing it with the new clothes he bought earlier, now the girl looks fresher. He then dialed El-Rummi's number via video call.

El Rumi received a phone call from her woman excitedly. Apparently this man just got off the plane and was about to take a helicopter after getting permission from the local airport.

"El...! Eshababrink..!" greet Tamara while waving her hand to El-Rummi who also introduced mommy Nabilla to Tamara..

"Vaalaikumuslam. Tamara...! This is my mommy ..!" el-rummi.

Tamara nodded respectfully at Nabilla who opened her veil to show her face to Tamara who had gasped to admire the beauty of her birth mother El-Rummi.

"Darling ..! We'll come get you. Stay there and don't go anywhere else. Have you eaten?" ask Nabilla.

"It's aunty" said Tamara.

"We've found your inn. We were already in the helicopter" Nabilla said.

"Good Aunt. I'll wait for you.-"

Tok..

Banging the door of the hotel room in her room Tamara sounded very loud making Tamara aghast.His heart was again racing and her blood rippled loudly holding back nervously.

"What's the matter, baby?" nabilla asked frantically looking at Tamara like she was panicking.

Dor.. dor ..

"Maraa ...!" nabilla and El-Rummi were strangled together as the phone slipped into the girl's hand, trembling in fear.

"Capture this girl for killing and robbing people...!" local police orders made Tamara scream hysterically as her body was dragged forcibly out of the hotel room.

Nabilla and her family were still hearing police conversations and Tamara's screams from her cell phone were lying on the floor of the room.

"El....! Help akuuu.....!" pekik Tamara.