Trapped Enchantment Thugs Insaf
01. Seek

‘Verily Hell Hell is as bad as a place to settle and a place to live’ (QS. Al-Furqan: 66)

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Bleb...

"Don't, strike again!" lamented Aiza when the motorbike she was riding stopped suddenly.

Dark and quiet night like this, motor even disease. This is what it feels like to drive alone late at night. Aiza felt her body skin bristling. Not afraid of wewe gombel or a kind of kuntilanak, but afraid of street thugs or land crocodiles.

He looked to the left and right. Only street lights illuminate dimly.

Suddenly the sound of footsteps in the back made Aiza even more bristling.

Whose feet are those? A thug? A robber? Duh, why is his mind so extreme?

Slowly, Aiza's head turned. Surprised to see the figure of a man stepping closer, his face was invisible as a result of being covered in a jacket hat. Both of the men's hands went into the jacket pocket.

Lothawat! Who'sis that?

Aiza was flabby, confused, her hand moved here and there, about to push the bike, but it was impossible for her to do so.

"Not to be afraid, I'm not a bad person" said the man, lowering his hat from his head. He squatted down and looked at the condition of the motor. I don't know what the guy touched. Then he turned on the starter motor.

Engine ignites.

"Udah better," said the man while holding the handlebar of the motor.

Aiza looked up instead, slightly moving away from the man's position. Understandably, Aiza has never been close to a male figure. Even with his father. Because Aiza and her father are fighting.

The man looked at Aiza. "It! Let's hold!" The man pointed at the motor with his chin. "You want to ride a motorcycle?"

"Oh. Aye." Yeah." Aiza circled the motorbike, holding a handlebar that was far from the man's reach avoiding any reluctance when taking over the handlebar the man was holding.

The man stepped back, two steps away.

"Thank you" said the man who immediately made Aiza so stunned.

Aiza then pressed her motorbike. Here's how if you use a butut motorbike, the old motorbike should have entered the warehouse.

Suddenly Aiza saw a bad sight ahead there. Two tall and strong men walked towards him. Weeh.

"Who are they?" murmured Aiza while reducing the speed of the motor she was riding. 

Although only dimly lit street lights, plus the spotlight of the motorbike that is now being driven by Aiza, but the girl can see clearly the faces of the creepy men. His skin was black, his nose was big like an eggplant, and what was more frightening was the number eleven coming in and out through that huge nostril. Gosh darn.

The night is late. The drizzle makes the vision start to blur. Fortunately, there is a helmet that protects the head. Although the glass is no longer there, at least the top of the head is protected.  The color of the helmet is seven.

Rain spots on the eyes, making it sore.  After the dust that entered the eye, now the water. 

Almost Aiza turned the motorbike's bow considering the horror of having to cross two creepy men in front, but not remembering she had to go home. The alley was rather narrow, it was difficult for Aiza to turn her bike.

Bismillah...

In Aiza's heart a series of prayers pleading for protection on the Most Protecting.

"Woi!" shouted one of the men in black while pointing towards Aiza.

The other man also pointed a finger at Aiza.

Loh, what's going on? Aiza's fear finally happened as well. Aiza could not escape because the handlebar of the motor had been grabbed by the big hand of the black man. The motor stopped too. And what's that melting in that guy's nose? Huh, it looks like he's having a cold. Yieek...

"Hi, honey! Nganu yuk!" the black man stuck out his tongue.

"We're having fun, baby! Enjoy!" The other curly-haired man grabbed Aiza's bag. Pulling strong until the sling bag sags from the shoulder.

Why is it like in a movie like this? There's a thug trying to rob a blind night.

"Tolooooooong...!" Many times the white-hooded girl screamed for help. I wish a kind angel would show up and help her. Or there is a miracle that makes the two creepy thugs suddenly turn into frogs. 

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