The night gets darker like dark coffee. The moonlight protected by leaves and trees failed to illuminate the road leading to my house. Caused by a faint moonlight and added no fluorescent light on the side of the road prompted me to accelerate my steps to return home as quickly as possible. On the way, I went through an empty house by the side of the road. Around the empty house area is very quiet and sometimes creepy. Moreover, next to the empty house, there is a staple that is worn and leafless. Suddenly, I was reminded of the story of the village people about the story of a woman who had a suicide on the subject. However, due to no other choice, I was forced to also use the road to go home. At that time my watch showed 9.30 a night.
When I was walking, suddenly I heard a sound like a slave who was crying hard. I feel scary and start to cool down. I remind the ghost sound that I often hear when watching ghost puppets. However, I felt wrong because after observing the sound really, the voice seemed to come from the empty house. Between feeling scared and inquisitive, I tried to crush the house. Even though my heart was pounding strongly, I began to calm down a little because I knew the sound was not a ghost sound, but the sound of a female slave was crying. When I get closer to the empty house, my steps are getting slowly because I'm worried that other people will know.
When I arrived at the empty house, suddenly my spirit was like a mouse. I feel as if I am very small and almost intend to leave this place and want to go home as quickly as possible. I will be safer if you are in a house full of loving mother. However, I was determined to return to deny that selfish intention. Maybe the person in the empty house needs my help. Therefore, I quickly looked for space to see the situation inside the house. My fate is good because I can look for a hole behind the house. When I stalked into the house, it surprised me when I saw a slave girl tied her hands and feet. His clothes were dirty and his face was dirty. Close to the female slave were two adult men who were fierce and vicious. One of them is boasting about something into a telephone call. I also tried to steal the hearing. Only then did I find out that the slave had been kidnapped by the two men when his family had been sued with a lot of ransom.
Without wasting time, I slowly circulated from there. When I arrived in a place that was a little far away, I used a cellphone that was brought to contact the police and report the incident. The police asked me to pay attention to the movements of the kidnappers and also be careful when waiting for help rather than the policy. While waiting, I noticed the situation in the house. There is only a candle flame about 4 sticks, which ignites the empty house.
Not long after that, I heard a policy siren that broke the silence that night. Looking back, I saw about 5 car arriving. In a short period of time, the policy had surrounded the area of the house. Suddenly, I found kidnappers trying to escape by coming out of the back of the house. I immediately screamed out loud to tell the policy about the situation. Some policemen quickly pursued the two kidnappers.. Finally, the kidnappers succeeded in being filed. The girl was saved rather than any danger. Not long after, the police had contacted the mother of the girl. The policy also greatly appreciated my help. When the girl's mother arrived, they ran towards the girl and hugged her. The situation brought joy to me that was overflowing and grateful so that I cried. They thanked me with tears in their eyes.
I feel that my actions have been successful. I am also grateful because it is not fast despair and fear. Mark Twain once said "The trouble of doing the right thing will be to delight some people and the rest of the interlude." This event has embodied the values of courage and concern in my heart to serve the community and the country.
