"Where do you think you're going!?" troublesome man utters in an exasperated tone. I feel a hand coming on my mouth and the other hand on my stomach when I hit a hard chest with my back.
"Lef mfe gfo!" a muffled sound comes out of me.
"Easy there, lady. I know nothing about your relationship with that guy." he says, staring in front of him particularly at my brat "I can guess through your excitement that you two might have an eternal connection but believe me when I say this is not the best time for a reunion, don't you see those guns at the back of their pants" then I notice a few guns in hands and also some half shoved at the rear "If they find us trailing behind them, they won't let go us easily." he whisper-shouts at me and unclasps my mouth after noticing my lack of struggle.
"But it's necessary. I want to talk to him. No, I have to talk to him!" I move forward but again the same heavy hand gripped me by the arm this time rather forcefully.
