Sofea's Diary

Chapter 1: Night Encounter

The night air was still warm as Sofea stepped out of the supermarket, her arms laden with snacks and drinks. She had just finished her tuition class, and the sweet smell of fried snacks wafted through the plastic bags she clutched tightly. Her hijab fluttered slightly in the gentle breeze, and she took a moment to relish the quiet of the street before heading home. The soft glow of streetlights illuminated her path, casting shadows that danced around her.

As she walked, a distant roar interrupted the tranquility. Sofea looked up, startled, to see a motorcycle speeding down the road, its engine growling ominously. The rider appeared to be in trouble—his movements erratic, as if he were being chased. Curiosity mingled with concern as she moved aside to let him pass.

Suddenly, a group of motorcycles emerged from the darkness behind him, their headlights blinding as they closed in like wolves on their prey. Panic surged through Sofea as she realized the rider was headed straight for her. Time seemed to slow; she froze in place, wide-eyed.

The motorcycle swerved dangerously close, and for a split second, it looked like disaster was imminent. But then, with remarkable skill, the rider regained control, veering just enough to avoid crashing into her.The motorcycle fell dragged to the ground.Sofea stumbled back in shock, her heart racing as she caught a glimpse of his face—intense eyes beneath a dark helmet.

As he sit on the ground,few feet away from her.He quickly removed his helmet and glanced at her for just a moment before turning away. His expression was one of urgency. “Are you okay?” Sofea managed to ask, her voice trembling.

Before he could respond, the gang behind him shouted obscenities and revved their engines menacingly. In an instant, he threw his helmet toward Sofea; instinctively, she caught it in her hands. “Keep it safe!” he yelled as he turned to flee.

Sofea stood frozen for a heartbeat before glancing down at the helmet in her hands—its weight felt significant and strange. But then she looked back up just in time to see the gang catch up with him. The leader—a tall figure teenagers—"Where is my money?" The leader ask with a smirking on his face.Anieq don't even say a word about the money."Where do you think it is?"Anieq said then smirk.The leader then stepped forward and landed a punch squarely into Anieq's stomach with an angry face.

Sofea gasped and clasped her mouth shut in shock as Anieq doubled over in pain. He struggled against the grip of two gang members who held his arms tightly behind his back while another one laughed cruelly at his predicament.

Sofea came running and hide behind the stairs,She peak and saw he get punch in the stomach. "Stop!” Sofea wanted to scream but found herself too terrified to move or shout anything at all.Instead, she instinctively ducked behind a nearby staircase, heart pounding in her chest.

The leader leaned closer to Anieq’s face, taunting him with words that were drowned out by the sound of blood rushing in Sofea’s ears. Just then, a police siren blared from behind and chaos erupted among the gang  members. They cursed loudly before scrambling away on their motorcycles like frightened animals.

As they sped off into the night, Sofea felt a rush of adrenaline surge through her veins mixed with an odd sense of pride for having triggered that alarm siren hidden behind the stairs. She stepped out after turn off the alarm siren. cautiously from her hiding spot just as Anieq staggered back onto his feet, wiping blood from his lip with the back of his hand.

It was then that they collided—Sofea bumping into him unexpectedly. She startled at how close he was now; his dark hair tousled and face marked by pain yet somehow strikingly handsome. Her breath hitched when she realized how intimidating he looked up close—a bad boy vibe that sent chills down her spine.