
Time seems to go so slowly like a scene in a movie. The car hit us hard, right in the part where Hadi was sitting. The sound of tire wheels clashed violently with asphalt when the car braked filled the car.
My head was pounding hard on the windowpanes when our car finally stopped being pushed by the car. The situation around us was suddenly quiet. I looked to my right side and found Hadi staring at me. He stretched out his hand, I gave my hand to him. He opened his mouth wanting to say something, but no sound came out.
The door by my side opened, then there was a hand pulling me out. Realizing his mistake, he opened my seatbelt and tried to pull me out again. My and Hadi's hands were released when they took me by force. I looked over and saw two men wearing face covers that were only open to the eyes.
At first I thought they were going to help me and Hadi, then take us to the hospital. But no, they forced me to get into a car and took me away from the place. The effects of the violent collision began to be felt. I lost consciousness and couldn't keep my eyes awake any longer.
When I woke up, I couldn't open my eyes. But I could hear the voices around me. I feel someone touching my body, doing nothing. When I woke up again on the next occasion, I smelled a very sharp smell like medicine.
The throbbing in my head started to become unbearable, forcing me to open my eyes. I saw the white ceiling. My eyes closed for a moment, trying to adjust to the light in front of me. I turned to my left side and looked at the door, then I slowly turned to the right and there was a closed window complete with bars.
I tried to sit down and feel something painful on my left hand. I turned my head, then saw there was an infusion needle on the back of my left hand. There was also something installed in my feminine area that made me feel uncomfortable when I was in a sitting position.
I raised my right hand to examine my head that was hurting. There's a pretty big lump on the left side of my head that's covered in hair. It hurt a lot when I touched it. What the hell happened to me? Where is this? Why is there no Grandpa or Grandma to take care of me?
The door on my left side suddenly opened and someone entered without knocking it first. The woman who opened the door looked at me for a moment, then went out to call someone. Who her? I don't know him. I look around me again. This isn't my room and it's definitely not a hospital.
My hand touched my neck and I panicked. I was looking for something that was always circular there, but nothing. I saw my left wrist. Yeah, God. My bracelet and necklace are not there! I swept my hand looking for the jewelry on the bed, who knows fell when I was unconscious. Nil. There is no nightstand above either.
“You're up?” I heard the voice of a man I knew. A voice that I will not forget because my feathers soon bristled.
“Finally, you showed up too,” I said smiling with satisfaction. He's not alone. There was a woman carrying a tray, then placed it on the nightstand on my right side.
“Your behavior is quite brave as well as the person who is being held captive. Another girl must have cried and begged to be released.” He put both his hands in his pants pocket. “Doctor's home, so he can't check on you right now. But seeing that you can still recognize me, then I don't need his services anymore.”
“What do you want? Why did you bring me to this place? Do you have no shame in continuing to interfere with the life of a girl who is not at all a threat to you?”
“You know nothing, little girl. You are more valuable than what you know about yourself. Do you think I would do this for a meaningless thing?”
“Oh. What does it mean to you? After keeping me away from my family, now you want to separate me from them again? If you have a problem with Grandpa, settle your affairs with him manly. Don't use me as your shield. It was a coward.”
“See you tomorrow, little girl. You need to eat, then rest. Tomorrow is a big day for both of us.” He went out and closed the door. I heard a double click, a sign that the door was locked from outside.
No one around me can tell me where I am or how long I have been here. But feeling my stomach ache, I knew that I had not filled my stomach for a long time. My drool rose to smell the food on my right. The food looks good, but I'm afraid they put something in it.
I decided not to touch the food, not to drink the water. The infusion liquid is still there, I won't die just from not eating one more night. I'll find a way to get out of this place. He won't be able to separate me from my family without a hard fight from me. I'm no longer a two-year-old kid.
Then I remembered something important. Hadith. Where is he? She's not here with me, does that mean she's being held in another room? He must have been seriously injured because the car hit him hard. Oh, dearGod. Hopefully he is safe and not hurt.
There's nothing I can do right now. My things they must have confiscated. I couldn't signal where I was, couldn't contact anyone, I didn't even know what time it was and what day it was today.
Hadith. It's just her situation that I'm worried about right now. Looking at my body condition, the worst thing is just a big bump on my head. The car he was driving was really strong. Just like when the bad guys beat up his first car with iron sticks, the window glass didn't break right away. If the car was a regular car, we would have been seriously injured.
I couldn't sleep all night. I fell asleep several times, but soon woke up again. I was not calm because I was afraid that someone would come in while I was being slumbering and worried about Hadi. My body aches because I can just lie still.
From the light seen in the curtains, I was sure it was morning. Therefore I was not surprised when someone opened the door and a woman came in carrying a tray. That must be breakfast for me. I just ignored it like I did my dinner.
“This food is healthy, clean, and there is no poison or cure. You should eat if you want to recover quickly.” He glanced towards the door before looking back at me. “You need a lot of energy to be able to escape from this place.”
“You are his accomplice, how do I know you are telling the truth or lying to me?” I said I wouldn't be fooled.
“I am not his accomplice and I am also forced to be here. So, eat. I swear by my baby, there's no poison or medicine in that food.” He rushed out carrying the tray that contained my dinner.
A man appeared in the doorway, the woman immediately passed him. Without saying anything, he closed the door and locked it back. I looked towards the tray. There is fresh bread, eggs, pieces of fruit, a glass of milk, and a glass of drinking water on top of the tray.
The woman was right. I'm gonna need a lot of energy to get out of this place. I will not be able to fight them hungry. This infusion helps, but it doesn't make me full at all. So I finished all the food.
Another woman came in. He examined the lump on the left side of my head, then removed the infusion needle and catheter. I don't know if he's really a medic. But when I get out of here, he'll feel the consequences of touching my private parts without my permission. He told me to take a shower. Everything I need is available in the bathroom.
I don't argue because I feel dirty. Whoever has changed my clothes, I hope she is a girl. If it turned out to be a man, I swore I would break both his hands.
Two women were waiting when I came out of the bathroom in a bathrobe. Just this and the new underwear that's on the side of the sink. There are no clean clothes I can wear. They told me to sit on the chair they had provided, then started to clean my face and look at my hair.
“What is this?” many confused. They just keep quiet. What else did the man plan?
When my face was finished and my hair was left with artificial spirals on the ends, they put earrings on my ears. They asked me to take off my coat, I refused. One of them brought the dress I was about to wear. White dress .. it is a wedding dress.
What was that man planning? Who will she marry me to? Then I remembered the last sentence he said last night. Tomorrow is a big day for both of us.
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Author's Note~
Well, well, what's Finley up to, huh? My feelings are not calm. >_