2 Flower Stalks

2 Flower Stalks
Insha Escape


That afternoon Insha drove his car quite fast, he was racing with anger that continued to burn his heart.


Where is now the direction to go, but he continues to drive his car to the streets, in his heart all he wants now is to go, go and go.


In the car Insha plays very loud music, she sings some songs with her sweet voice, and it can calm her heart a little.


It did not feel the time had shown at 15:00, suddenly Insha thought he would not be able to go far from Hanafi considering he was a very influential person in his country. Everyone knows him, it will be very easy to find Insha even though he is hiding though.


Insha recalls Hanafi bodyguards that she could not even count, often changing people and Insha did not memorize a single face.


"Don't nobody follow me now..."


muttered Insha while looking at the rearview mirror beside her, seeing if there was a familiar car for her, a motorcycle or whatever.


But there was nothing suspicious around him, everything seemed normal.


In his shadow he suddenly saw the figure of Kriss, who had met with Insha several times wearing his hoodie jacket to cover his identity while at work, or doing any task from Hanafi.


"Yes hoodie.jaket hoodie..can help me to hide my face..."


insha said half-screaming, when she came across a brilliant idea.


Not many indeed know the face of the wife of the leader of this Wijaya group, because indeed Hanafi will not let everyone know the beautiful face of his wife, his wife, and his wife, he does not want the beauty of his wife seen by others, especially men.


Insha also tried to find a shopping center on the street that has entered the city area. Insha also parked his car in a parking lot that has been provided with the cars of other visitors.


Insha walked around for quite a while there, looking for a place where she sold the hoodie jacket she was looking for. His arrival there is quite the center of attention, especially the men who are stunned by the beauty of Insha especially with her makeup now.


Many young men just whistled at him, called him, and looked at him with a man's gaze.


The unusual insha was a little upset and quite afraid because she was now alone, she was afraid that the young men would tease her even more.


And after a long walk he found the jacket he was looking for, he also looked for a pair of glasses to slightly cover his identity and beautiful face.


He chose a dark brown jacket, in line with the clothes and veil he was wearing.


He also looked for some snacks there, to fill his stomach which was starting to get a little hungry.


After getting it all Insha immediately went out to the parking lot, drove his car again. During the trip he had thought of stopping at an inn or hotel.But a lot of lodging and hospitality services in this city under the auspices of the Wijaya group, he also paused his intention.


"Then I have to go where.I think going from him is just a waste.karna I know he will not stay silent especially with his guards are very much it.iiishh..."


Insha cursed in her car, rethinking her intention to leave Hanafi.


Until he arrived in the city center, there is a restaurant that quite attracts his attention with black and red shades. There are a lot of people who come in and out, and quite a lot of visitors are visible from the outside.


"Resto 99.."


Insha tried to read the signboard.


"It seems interesting.there are also many.aah I'm hungry..."


Insha rubbed her stomach which began to sound it.


He also decided to get into it.


He went straight to the table that looked empty, precisely in the corner of the restaurant, so he could see in all directions of the resto.


Insha wanted to order some food there, she saw the menu list that the waiter gave her but all the menu was very foreign to her.


Resto 99 is a restaurant that provides Japanese food.


Insha also chose to order sushi that is quite familiar to him, he also once ate it with Hanafi.


He wanted to order milk or juice, but there was nothing on the menu.


Only a few sodas, even wine, wine and a few other odd drinks are available.


He chose soda to accompany his sister this time.


"Hmmm.apparently I entered the restaurant wrong yes.nothing.I will look for resto again later.."


Orders have arrived, Insha ate the sushi quite greedily, because he was hungry at that time.


Then drink a little sodas, Insha who first drank soda frown when the soda into his mouth.


He raised the glass high visible air circles that tried to rise to the surface of the glass, bumping into the ice clumps above it.


"It's weird ..."


while tasting his mouth that feels strange with the taste of the soda.


Insha was there for a long time, he was completely unaware of the many illegal activities at the restaurant, as well as the many comfort women who filled the restaurant with their super mini clothes.


Insha who basically just wanted to stop there, and spend his time completely ignoring everything, until a man walked up to him.


"Hi beautiful lady..."


Insha just looked at him with a sharp look then immediately turned away again.


"I saw everyone who always came here.but only this time I saw a woman who came wearing her veil..."


asked the man again with a pretty annoying smile in Insha's eyes.


"I'm the manager here.if you might need something you can tell me. I'll be ready to help you, beautiful lady..."


"I don't need anyone's help..."


Insha answered tightly and with a sharp look at the man.


he really did not like someone who disturbed his calm at this time.


"Hmm..alright..you can do whatever you want.."


the man's gaze became confused.


*it turns out the same.just his appearance looks soft.but his attitude is the same as the women here...


and look at that cold stare.creepy once.I better go before this strange woman gets angry*...


The man undoes his intention to accompany Insha on his desk, he had approached Insha because he was interested in the beauty of her soft-looking face. Rarely did he see a woman like Insha there because the restaurant in his possession is indeed slalu di come by people who quite like the night world.


The man began to leave.


It turned out that Insha also began to like the taste of soda drinks, he ordered them again and again until a few large glasses just sprawled on his desk.


In the midst of fun Insha sipped soda with a dreamy recall of his life that tasted bitter. He also realized because of a noise that was quite boisterous outside the restaurant, he turned his eyes out.


Insha was gasped to see many people in bodyguard uniforms with the Wijaya group logo were scattered outside.


Insha immediately put on his hoodie jacket again in a hurry, wearing glasses, and also immediately to the cashier to complete the payment.


The bodyguards entered the restaurant with frightening sharp glances along with Insha who came out from there walking leisurely while bowing her gaze.


The man was quite surprised by the arrival of the Wijaya group guards to his restaurant. He thought he had never had a problem with such a big company.


The bodyguards also explained the purpose of his arrival to the man as the manager of restaurant 99. He also said he did not know about the figure in his car and allowed them to search the entire corner of his restaurant.


Realizing they are looking for an important woman from the Wijaya group family, he also remembered the figure of the beautiful woman he met earlier. He looked again at the table that Insha was sitting on.


waahh.really she's gone.it turns out you're on the run, pretty lady...


Insha walked hurriedly again to the parking lot, it turns out his car was also guarded by 2 bodyguards with eyes that continued to circulate their views.


He then walked leisurely so that no bodyguards were suspicious of his movements.


"Where do they know I'm here..."


muttered Insha softly as she continued walking, entered a shop, circled around in it and left without buying anything.


He then walked again a little glancing towards the shop he had entered, some of the guards entered also into it were seen asking something to the cashier and circulating his gaze, he said, others were seen scattered in the store.


Oh, my God, why am I so stupid...Hanafi must have known where I was...


then how did the bodyguard know that I had just been in that store....


trace.I must have a trace..


Insha looked at her whole body again while walking.


Gosh.mobile phone.that's what hints at them...


also this credit card.it may not give a report to Hanafi...


He immediately threw the phone in his hand on a bench on the side of the road and passed into a store that sells various school supplies, he bought a backpack from there, and then he entered a shop that sells school supplies, immediately pay for it and find the nearest atm from there.


Insha took quite a lot of money in the atm, while looking out of the atm machine room, afraid that there was a bodyguard who saw it.


After taking enough money, he put it in his backpack, went out and walked on his own leisurely, towards a bus far from where it is now.


Having walked for quite a long time, Insha was amazed when she found a figure not far in front of her.


Yep..Hanafi was there with a face full of confusion, he was heard screaming at his guards.


"Let's see young Miss.she's still around here.hurry up.."


Insha heard clearly the order.


A few seconds Insha stayed in place, hesitating to step her foot past Hanafi.


But because of his heart that has now been wanted to go from Hanafi, he also steadily stepped foot through Hanafi to immediately board a bus that seems to be leaving soon.


His footsteps swayed leisurely past Hanafi.


Sounded by Insha Hanafi muttering as he continued to circulate his gaze.


"Insha..you where.I beg you.come back to me .."


Insha was now walking beside Hanafi and smiled faintly.


You don't even realize I'm next to you.Your eyes and feelings have been blinded by Salma..


Insha continued to walk into a bus, sitting on the back seat and shortly after the bus drove.


Insha looked back at Hanafi again with a pushy look, then shed her tears.


I never thought it would end like this...


Seriate..