I thought that night was a dream and just an illusion. Crowded, gripping, furious, pseudo-even confine me to an unexpected scream. I got hit by a hand that threw right at my right cheek.

It was stinging, hot to the point where I woke up to see some of the faces I had just met. However, the slap came from a man I knew so well. He is the figure of my first love, a great man that I have been proud of

Dad, why did he do that to me? My mother screamed as she tugged at the back of her shirt.

"Don't touch my daughter!!" screamed my mother in front of me, who was lying limp.

Several men waited, that faces were like wild tigers about to prey on the targets they got.

"Come, come with daddy! You must come with daddy." The sound made me numb. Loud energy made My body drawn.

The person I loved the most turned out to be forcing me to work with these ruthless people.

"Dad, what did you do to me?!" I screamed softly look into my father's eyes.

"Mehmed, stop all this! Emira needs high school. You can't force her to do it," my mother snarled in my defense.

"Hey! I have to seize control of my business. So, to increase our business. Just for a moment! Emira needs to be a waitress at the Casino!" roared Mehmed with all his forced sweat.

I don't even answer what dad says anymore. My voice screamed, closing all my hearing in this tight time.

"NOOO!!!"

My voice might be a bit loud. Where I start thrashing around as the father and the men start attacking me. I began to apply a style to prevent them from approaching me.

"Yyyaaachh!!!"

I threw a punch as well as a peak kick towards the bad guys.

Blam!

Ouch!

"Akh!"

One of the men screamed in pain from my punch.

I am a woman who can not reply with words. However, a punch was enough for them. The father immediately backed away with a worried look. But, he catches me from behind.

"Aaaah!!" I screamed out loud.

My body thrashed against my father's tight embrace.

Suddenly, something sharp and small touched my skin with more pain. My eyes began to see the dimness among the crowd that had previously resisted. My limp body can't even move back.

The anesthetic injection was sufficient for me in a matter of seconds. My mother cried when my father carried me out of my room.

"Aaaa!!"

"NOOO!"

"Aaaaa ...."

Maila hit her chest that felt tight and hit it. The dark mafia has taken everything from his family.

To be promoted to a high title, Mehmed sacrifices the virginity of a girl.

He immediately took a cell phone that was mine on the dressing table. A number named Dilan, Maila also called the outgoing call.

["Dilan, help Aunty!"] my mother calls my best friend by phone.

("What's wrong?") Dilan answered.

["Emira was taken away by her father and a bunch of naughty thugs. Please, help me to stop that uncle of yours. I have to take him away from here. Otherwise, Emira will be forced sale!"]

("What?! Okay, ma'am. I'll ask for help right away.") Dilan gaped.

Dilan is a sweet young man who put his cellphone back into his pants pocket. Without waiting, Dilan called all his friends in the martial arts club. Everyone looked worried when they paid attention to Dilan's explanation.

"Emira is in danger!" call Dilan.

"Come on!"

"Did you bring a GPS tracking device?" Dilan asked a young man who was famous as intelligent.

"Yes," said the young man.

"His father's number, right?" asked the young man while opening his different laptop.

"Yes. Come on, hurry!" Dilan exclaimed while patting his friend's shoulder.

"Yeah, wait a minute!"

His fingers play with the keyboard very deftly. His eyes and hands collided play on the screen. And then, The meeting point is displayed on the screen.

"On Sudirman Street. Come on!" said the young man turning off his small computer.

Dilan and his friends finally ran towards the Ninja motorbikes. Some of them are motorcycle gangs.

However, it is still said to be a gang that obeys traffic rules.

A chase ensued in the middle of the journey. And a sound of cars colliding with motorbikes overtaking the streets. Mehmed stared in annoyance at the attack that had happened to him.

Until he decided to fight them one by one. a car passed quickly and right in front of Mehmed's car.

Brak!

There was a crash, but it didn't bounce. Mehmed and colleagues lost their position on the road.

"Are you stupid!" Mehmed snarled at his subordinates.

"Forgive us, sir."

Dilan stopped his motorbike with his friends were still very young and strong.

"Come out!" asked Dilan while knocking on the window pane to Mehmed.

Mehmed could not contain his anger. He also faced the young men with his colleagues.

"Uncle, I'm sorry."

One of Dilan's comrades hit Mehmed hard in the face. The fight ensued without further ado.

Dilan quickly pulled Emira's body which had fallen asleep from the anesthetic. Carry her to a car, right next to Mehmed's car.

"Come on!" said Dilan while closing the car door.

"Okay!" said his partner pulling the gas to go.

Mehmed saw Dilan take his daughter away without saying goodbye. It seemed that anger was bubbling up as he hit the car.

"Aahhh... Damn it!!" grumbled Mehmed in annoyance.

"Sir," called his companion.

Attacks stopped. The youth of the motorcycle gang left the scene. Suddenly the police siren started to sound.

"Sir, we must leave immediately!" said one of his subordinates, tugging at Mehmed's arm.

Without saying a word, Mehmed went back into the car still with an annoyed face.

Wii! Wii! Wii!

No car and nobody saw at the scene.

"Check all CCTV!" shouted one of the men to his subordinates.

***

In a place far from me, very far away. A young man ran excitedly into the office. With the appearance of the young man, there was no one else working.

The open shirt covered the white shirt he was wearing. He even entered the room with a small smile.

"Father!" she screamed.

One of the men was stunned by the sound. Some men are having a meeting with office colleagues.

"Jebran! Can you be polite to your father?!" grumbled one of the men in the lead sitting at the very end.

The man who was called father approached him.

Jebran's smile suddenly faded because of his ridiculous behavior.

"Go to Japan! Go back to school and become a CEO again. I'm giving you my last chance. Otherwise, don't ever see me here!" The man looked hard at Jebran.

He looked down in shame and then nodded once.

***

I'm still asleep in the car seat. Dilan looked at me with pity and concern. A glimmer of thought about Emira that keeps her always the best.

"We're headed for the city!" Dylan ordered.

An hour later.

I'm not even half awake yet. My mind seemed to be confused for a moment. Where am I now?

My eyes are still myopic to try to feel this world. As if so dark and filled with a cold atmosphere.

I saw my mother as if embracing me with all her heart.

My weak body now is just stood still. This heart feels frozen by the treatment from my father. The wheel will rotate on its axis. However, my mother and I walked to a very far place.

A path to peace. I tried to hold my mother's hand tightly. My lips felt stiff to express what I felt.

My luck is still lucky. My virgin was almost snatched away by those ruthless mafias. Or to naughty men.

Women are never feeling free when their virginity is snatched away from time to time. That freedom closes all doors to the promised life.

Where did my mother and I go? Will we look back in time again? She said, "We'll never see your father again!"

Short time, it's clear glance there is a grudge behind the eye of my mother. I swallowed all this mess with all my longing for father. Now, I buried it deep. Where are we?

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