AMAL: hope

CHAPTER NINE💔💔

*cover up your nudity, girl*.

DARK SCENE AND CRUEL  TORTURE COMING UP.

WARNED.

AMAL.

    I heard a sudden gunshot and a screech of tire. I quickly woke up. I slept off in the bus. I checked and saw Jummai awake already. I turned around and saw people tensed. What is happening? Are we at a checkpoint or what? I looked ahead and saw three people holding long rifles pointing it at our car. They weren't officers of the law. They had their nose and mouth covered with the turban on their head.

  " Inallilahi wa inailaihi rajiun" I muttered. Are they armed robbers? I clutched on my baco sack tightly and started whispering prayers. I was so scared. Jummai grabbed my hand she was scared also.

Our driver came down and knelt in front of them and started kowtowing begging them to let us go.

  "Kpa." The sound of a gunshot went and I gasp closing my mouth, the atmosphere became tense. Did they just killed the driver?

One of them raised our driver up. The bus headlights were still on and I cold vaguely see blood flowing down his hip area. A shirl scream escaped from a woman's mouth in the front followed by endless screams. I just didn't know why I didn't scream, maybe because I knew that was not the right thing to do.

Truly one of the bandit came and hit the front glass making it shatter. The people at the front scream but this time in pain as pieces upon pieces of glass pierced into their skin.

  " Keep quiet." He ordered, who dare disobey. We were all scare of the gun. The one with the gun always wins cause his enemy is shot dead before he could breath. The side door opened and our driver was roughly thrown in, making him land on the cold metal floor. He screamed in pain, his hand holding tightly to his shot hips.
One of the tall lanky man came in and started collecting everyone's bag and phone, before they could reach me, I already thrusted my bag out, I don't think I want to die now.
He sneered and collected my bag, as they approached one of those old women, she screamed in terror, merciless he slapped her. I gasped he showed her no mercy even though she is an old woman. That did the trick everybody kept quiet cause if he could slap an old woman who the hell are we then.

  One of them got into the driver sit and started the bus, he turned the bus  and swerved straight into the bushy area I didn't noticed surrounding us.

  La illaha illahla." I prayed holding Jummai's hand. If there is anything I know is that we are being kidnapped. he drove for about three hours, with us having our heart filled with terror of the worst, until we came to a village like place. Everyone were going about their ways as if they didn't know what was going on. The bus was stopped in front of one building looking like a classroom block and the door was opened and more men with gun were waiting outside.

  " Come out and don't try anything stupid." One of them said. People scrambled to come out but I held Jummai closer to my chest and continued saying all the prayers that could come into my head. At a point I started mixing up surahs due to fear. One of the old women slumped on the floor and her face went pale.
A captor put his hand under her nose and opened her eyes, he looked at his fellow brothers.

  " E be like sai this one don die ooo." He announced. Cold sweat ran down my back.

She is dead.