Yugh scrambled out of his car, his heart hammering, expecting to see a wreck. But it wasn't another vehicle. A woman was crouched in the middle of the road, clutching herself. As he approached, he realized she hadn't been hit; she seemed to have collapsed from illness or sheer exhaustion. đĽ
"Who are you? Don't you see the traffic? Walking on the road like this without any care..." Yugh demanded, his voice slurred but edged with concern.
"I'm sorry, I didn't see you coming. I suddenly felt very weak, that's what happened," she replied, her voice strained. đŠ
Yugh offered a hand and helped her to her feet. "What are you doing on the main road at this hour?" he asked, squinting through his own haze to get a better look at her.
"I'm Asifa. I was looking for my boyfriend. I walked all the way from where we're staying. It's so late, I couldn't even find a taxi," she explained, her voice heavy with fatigue. đ˘
"Alright then, do you know where he might be? A specific place?" Yugh inquired, a strange sense of duty cutting through his intoxication.
"I'm not completely sure, but from his calls, it sounded like he was coming to this area," Asifa said, her hope fragile. đĽ˛
"You can't walk around like this. If you want, get in my car. I'll help you look for him," he offered, opening the passenger door for her.
After a moment's hesitation, Asifa accepted, climbing into the car. An unlikely alliance was formed in the middle of the night, both seeking the same man for vastly different, desperate reasons. đ
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Meanwhile, at Anisa's apartment...
Anisa sank onto her living room sofa, resting her head on her knees, seeking a moment of calm. Is Hasan going crazy? He asked me to watch a movie, but all he wanted was to use me. The violation of the evening replayed in her mind. She went to the bathroom, scrubbing her face thoroughly, trying to wash away the memory of his unwanted kiss and the unsettling feeling he had left behind. The physical act of cleansing was a small, desperate attempt to purge the emotional grime of the night. đ