Married a Former Inmate
Kidnapped

This is the story of Dinda Nesa's sister from the novel entitled "Nikah Dadakan". Please read the impromptu marriage if you want to know the original story.

Happy reading!!

Episodes 1. Kidnapped

The regret starts here. From the childish nature of Dinda who does not like Briyan's jokes that he considered smelling indecent.

The Dinda POV

"Mom!" call me to Nesa's mom.

Last night I stayed at Nesa's house, accompanied Nesa's frightened mother and calmed down more precisely. No one knows about my nature, maybe only Jo mas little know, husband mbak Nesa who is so understanding and humble to everyone. If she wasn't my sister-in-law, I would have put my heart on her.

Because last night. I know a little about Jo. It turns out that Jo mas is more mature than Briyan. They are both of the same age. Classmates too. But their attitudes are both inversely proportional.

If Jo is more mature, kind and understanding. Unlike Briyan who is childish, likes to brag, and very annoying to me.

"Eh, you want to go to Din?" asked Nesa who saw me fresh in my formal college clothes. White color shirt and black color fabric pants.

"Yes mbak, I have an hour this morning. Don't you work yourself?" many ensure. Because I see, Nesa's still wearing her daily clothes.

"Today's holiday, there's no teaching schedule. Going home from college, maybe again Din?" pinta was half begging. Apparently, Nesa was still afraid of the black figure behind the window curtains.

"Yes, calm down. Dinda has permission from my father" I said yes.

"Hallo Tea!"

Suddenly the annoying voice appeared again. Who else if not Briyan. Yes for a while, my love is only for him. Because I was hoping to find 1 more like Jo mas, even though it eventually fell on Briyan.

"Oh, about playboy. Want to pick up a auntie, huh?" mbak Nesa said while mimicking the voice of a child. Nesa is pregnant again.

"Yes Tea, would like to pick up a future wife," Briyan replied lightly.

I just look at him normally. Nothing special to me.

"It's actually halaline, don't be stroked!" ketus mbak Nesa's. Maybe his intention was to joke.

You know what Briyan's reply is? The answer sounds taboo. I don't like the horror of it.

"Kok I heard the trunk of Tea, I have a trunk, you know, Tea" he replied.

'Astaghfirullah, ' my mind does not like.

"Oh, God is a child. Amit-amit deh, thankfully Jo did not hit the elo," said mbak Nesa who apparently also did not like the answer of the Briyan who was too full.

"Din, go gih. It's not really Briyan if you stay here for a long time," he said.

"Yes mbak. Yes uwes, Dinda left first huh mbak?" I kissed Nesa's hand.

"Assalamu'alaikum."

"Wa'alaikumussalam" replied Nesa.

I got on Briyan's bike. Without waiting for long, Briyan I sprayed immediately. Also called kel.

"Bang Briyan, if by the way guarded dong?" Angry him.

"Handering or neng," he retorted with a sinless whimper.

"Yes, don't make it that way, too" I protested again.

"What's? It's just the trunk, you and Nesa Tea who have dirty minds."

Briyan did not accept it and attacked me back.

Hoe? Who has their mind dirty?

Obviously I can't accept being cornered more like that. It's hurt. Want to not, I asked to be dropped off on that road too.

"Down me here!" my door.

"No, I'm gonna anterin loe!" reject it.

"Down me, or I'll jump!" my threats are still upset.

And by force, Briyan dropped me off on the side of the road. After a long show of mutual quarrels. Briyan, who was older than me, finally decided to leave and leave me.

Ah, damn the point.

I didn't know someone was following me. Moreover, I walk alone, that person must be taking advantage of the situation.

And it's true. Shortly thereafter, the man approached me. I still didn't realize there was a stranger behind me. So I can still walk around. Until I felt someone's hand grab my body. I was shocked and had a chance to fight. Suddenly everything went dark. I was unconscious.

A few minutes later...

I blinked my eyes. "Here, where?" muttered confused. Dizziness, keliyengan. But I kept trying to open my eyes.

The atmosphere in this room is like the atmosphere in an unused building. I got more and more frightened when I heard the footsteps approaching me. Heart is beating faster. Even cold sweat started to wet my forehead.

"Who are you?" I'm a little scared.

Ah, goddamn.

My hands and feet are tied. I can't escape from here. Who the hell is he? Damn damn.

I see, the man smiled, the devil's smile more clearly. He held out his hand right in my face. Ah, fucker.

"You're good too" he said lightly.

What does he mean? She didn't know what, if I was scared and wanted to cry.

"Toliong! Ayaaah, ma'am Nesaaa, mas Jooo, toloooong!!!" I shouted with all my might. Though I'm sure no one's heard out there. But I hope someone helps me.

"Yell, baby, there's no one here. It's just the two of us" he said, laughing loudly.

"Hiks."

My tears just fell by themselves. I'm sorry, why did you ask to be dropped by Briyan in the middle of the road? Aaaarrrrgh, who the hell is this guy?

"Please off me! I don't know you! We still have no business."

I looked at him sharply. I thrashed around, hoping that the ties in my hands and feet would come off. Unfortunately, the bond is too strong. And it hurt my wrists and my feet. Ah, perishing.

"We can be acquainted from now on" he said with a slanted smile.

I'm more afraid of making it. Wanted to retreat but this was stuck on the wall.

"Hiks."

I was frightened when his brash hand suddenly stroked my cheek from which one moved to the other cheek.

"Please! Don't touch me!!" yell wrath. Even so, I can't do more. That's all I can do.

I'm not a plain girl, actually. I've had fun with Briyan before. Yeah even if it's just a handle or just a kiss.

But this is different. It's a stranger who wants to harm me. It could even kill me, right? I got more and more scared when that hand wanted to stroke my lips. I immediately looked over, avoiding his hand. My breath hunts incoherently out of anger.

"What do you want! I don't have a problem with you!" pissed.

"Why call your sister-in-law? I want to get to know him" he said, continuing to show his evil smile. If I could, I'd like to slap her face. The bad guys don't know themselves.

"No, I don't want you to cheat on my sister-in-law. Don't want! Who are you?" yell emotion.

"Who told you to?" ask me again while glaring at him. This guy looks really skinny, unkempt. If you look around, his face is not as bad as the thugs in the soap opera. But still, criminals are criminals. Anyway, why would he want to contact Jo?

"I want you to call him! Name the phone number!!!" suddenly snapped.

I couldn't fight back when his hand pulled my hair violently. Be ill.

"Awwwww, sssaakit," hissing in pain. I can't bear this pain. No one had ever done physical violence like this to me before. This was my first very sad experience.

"Call! Or your hair will fall out, HEH!" he shouted with a threatening tone.

"Sick, peeling!" beguile.

"You know the number, I just released it" he replied.

"No!!" I don't want to scream.

"Luck!!" Damnit. The more I rebel, the more she grabs my hair firmly.

"Fastly tell me the number!" said dan....

PLAKK!!

Suddenly a loud slap landed on my cheek.

"Fast you know. Or I put his life in front of you!!" the threats made me even more afraid.

I can't do anything anymore. I can only move my eyeballs. Meant to tell, that my phone is in the bag.

It hurt so much and his slap. My tears came back on their own. Stop, that's all I can do right now.

Again the man who was looking for Jo. Why the hell, a good guy has to deal with a bad guy like him? Poor Jo, I hope he's safe wherever he is. Aamiins.

"Don't hurt Jo," I ran when the man had already taken my phone.

"I beg you if you want to hurt him. Sick of me again."

But he doesn't have ears. He just flinch not responding to my words about Jo mas.

Hixes. Mas Jo, I was kidnapped.

Seriate...

Who kidnapped Dinda?