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Riska quickened her pace, after seeing Toni was no longer in the window. With a slightly retrained step he tried to walk through the day that was getting darker, amidst the many giant trees.
O God, help me find the right way out of this place, he murmured inwardly, as his gaze grew increasingly unclear due to the creeping day of the night.
"Hey, that's the wrong way, you should have walked here."
A woman's voice rang out, making Riska turn her face to the voice.
A woman, in a bone-white shirt, was seen standing behind him. The atmosphere was already dark enough, making Riska unable to see clearly her face.
"You who? Why are you here?" riska said with a vigilant attitude, she was afraid that the woman was the one who kidnapped her.
"I'm one of the people here. What are you doing here at night like this?" ask the woman.
Riska seemed to be trying to squint her eyes, wanting to see clearly the face of the woman who was quite a distance away from her standing up. However, for some reason, he still could not see the woman's face.
"My A–, was brought here by an unknown person, and now I want to ask the surrounding residents for help," Riska replied, trying to trust the woman in front of her.
"Then let me get you out of here." The woman is seen turning around and stepping in the opposite direction from Riska's steps.
Riska was speechless, she was still reluctant to believe so easily in the woman she met in a place like this.
"Follow me" said the woman again.
For some reason, Riska's feet seemed to step on their own following the steps of the woman. They walked by maintaining the distance between the two, whether it was Riska or the woman, no one wanted to get close to each other. They seem comfortable with all of that.
A moment walking, the woman seemed to stop, she turned back to look at Riska.
"You walk a little further in that direction, and you will find the highway" he pointed the other way.
Riska followed the direction of the woman's index finger, she could see there was a light that was lit not far from where it was now.
"You're not coming with me?" riska asked as she turned her face back to where the woman was.
But there was no woman there anymore. His gaze circulated, looking for the whereabouts of the woman who pointed the way to him. However, he did not find anyone around him.
"Where is he?" risk in the Heart.
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Just a moment ago, at the place Keenan was. He was still watching everyone who looked confused, until one of them asked his friend something.
"Where? Have you found any clues about Riska's breathing woman?" ask one of the men.
Keenan widened his eyes, he automatically implanted his hearing, when the name of the wife was mentioned.
"Yet. It's really troublesome! Didn't expect a weak woman like her, would be able to run away from us," growled the man complaining to his friend.
So Riska's run away from here? Akh, fuck! Why am I so late to save you now, baby? muttered Keenan in heart.
Keenan told one of his men who was near from the back room, to come and attack them, so that he could freely enter and look for the whereabouts of the wife.
He chose to enter into the ranks of a large tree, after one of his men arrived and attacked, to distract the Riska kidnappers.
O Allah, help the servant to find the wife of the servant, his prayer in the heart.
His steps continued to swing with eyes circulating through the darkness, looking for the whereabouts of his wife who was now out of nowhere.
For a long time he walked, until his eyes seemed to see the shadow of a woman standing behind him.
Although it was dark and there was only moonlight as its natural illumination, Keenan could confirm that it was Riska.
With quick steps he approached the woman's silhouette, with a fluffy smile. The hope of reuniting with the wife, now began to give a sense of happiness, although everything is still uncertain.
"Riska," he said, stopping his steps behind the woman.
Riska, who was still looking for the existence of the woman, was surprised to hear a very familiar voice in her ears.
With a quick movement he turned around with sparkling eyes, his eyes widened as soon as he saw the man behind him.
"Did you?" he murmured, a soft voice.
Believed in disbelief at what he saw right now in front of him.
"Honey," said Keenan, immediately embraced the weak body of the wife.
"Alhamdulillah, O Allah, thank you, thank you," muttered Keenan as he tightened his embrace.
He occasionally kissed Riska's head and shoulders, channeling a sense of happiness that was bubbling up inside her chest.
Riska sobbed in her husband's arms, she really could not believe it, being able to meet him again, so quickly than she had imagined before.
"Sshh, baby. I'm here now. You, don't be afraid anymore huh," Keenan said, elaborating on his embrace.
"Let's get out of here. I wasn't at all calm, before I saw you in the light" Keenan said, circulating his gaze looking for a way out.
Riska nodded, she pointed towards the woman earlier indicating the direction.
"There," said Riska lirih.
Keenan also followed the index direction of the wife, he nodded then slightly leaned his body to hold Riska.
"Don't, Bang. I can still walk on my own. It's gonna get harder anyway if, brother, you're holding me." Riska rejected what her husband would do.
"Are you sure you can walk on your own, baby?" ask Keenan.
He hesitated, when he heard his wife's already very weak voice.
"Yes, I'm sure. After all, this is only a short time away," Riska said, reassuring her husband.
Keenan looked pensive, he finally nodded with his hands still embracing his wife's shoulders. However, just a few steps, Keenan who saw Riska walking limped, finally let go of his hand and turned crouching in front of his wife.
"Well, if it's like this, it won't bother me, because you're behind" Keenan said, in a soft tone of voice.
"But, Bang,"
"Don't argue, or I'll force you." Keenan slightly forced his wife.
Riska finally gave in stubbornly, she climbed onto her husband's back, with a sad face.
The drops of tears, even back flowing, along with the guilt that enveloped his heart. Because, she felt like she couldn't even take care of herself, when her husband wasn't by her side.
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The mysterious woman and all the events not entered will be in this chapter, just a mere fiction, representing nothing. It's just that I believe God's help, will come in any form even with something that cannot be reached with human reason. As long as we ask sincerely and surrender also believe in the power that he has above everything in the universe. Of course accompanied by maximum effort and as good as possible, of course God will give us the best according to His–. More than we expected, too.
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