Akad Undereviled

Chapters. 91 Slave!

Returning from their new home, Alisha's legs were immediately stomped by Bi Sumi. The pain he felt in the leg angkle was caused by sprains.

"Did I postpone my departure to Solo, yes, Mas. Cook it, you have to walk with a stick" Alisha said after Bi Sumi left the room.

"How long do you want to be there?"

"It wasn't long, Mom, two days at most. I just want to fuck it up."

Arsya got out of bed. He took his cell phone and went to the balcony. Alisha just looked at her husband without asking.

"Ok, tomorrow I deliver," Arsya said upon returning from calling.

"I mean Mas Arsya? Arsya wants me to go to Solo?"

Arsya. "Hmm."

"Indeed Mas Arsya again free?"

"I've asked Jimmy to arrange everything, he's also pesenin tickets for tomorrow."

Alisha is calm because her departure to Solo will not be postponed. There is Arsya who will accompany him later. Actually not an urgent need but Alisha wants to come to the city.

It has not been more than a month that she became Arsya's wife and lived in the Capital. During that time Alisha only received reports about her shop from Salwa. That's why he wants to check the store as well as see its development.

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"Miss is conscious?" devon asked as soon as Jenna woke up from her sleep.

Jenna looked confusedly around. As he remembered, he was with his mother. Being in the comfort of the mother. But in fact, he is still in the world. Not being in nature with her mother.

When she was about to remove the blanket covering her body, Jenna saw the left wrist wrapped in bandages. There is pain that strikes when the hand is moved. He looked at Devon who was standing by the door full of questions.

"I bandaged it" said Devon. Answering a question in Jenna's mind.

"I found you lying with your hands covered in blood, so I tried to do first aid" Devon explained.

"Just relax, I didn't report it to the Director." Devon completes an unexpressed question.

Jenna sees Devon more intensely, as if to find out about the man she had been with for nearly twenty-four hours. This bodyguard is special to take care of himself since he set foot in Indonesia.

At first Jenna did not know the purpose of the man who had brought her from abroad giving her a bodyguard. He thought it was because of the man's kindness that Jenna was watching. But finally he knew, if Devon was in charge of guarding him so as not to run away.

He was like a prisoner who could not determine his own life. Even being a model was all planned by an old man trusted by his mother. As a form of fulfilling a promise to the mother.

"Do you want to help me?" jenna said from the bed. He doesn't know what kind of person Devon is, but Devon's attention today makes Jenna think that Devon is a good person.

Mata Devon. Jenna's question made her not believe.

"I'm sure you've seen all my suffering over the years, and I'm sure you're a good person, too" Jenna continued.

"Please help me get away from him." Jenna's eyes look good.

Making Devon who was previously so firm and did not care about the feelings of others, suddenly a sense of pity arose.

Jenna didn't miss the opportunity to manipulate Devon's feelings. "Do you have a sister? if you have, imagine if all this happened to your sister. If not, you have a mother. She's also a woman, who doesn't deserve to be treated like the old man treated me."

Devon rewires back memories of the past. How he should be thrown into an orphanage because no one wants to take care of him. There is sadness and disappointment that he has long been saddening. Of all the feelings, it was the greatest hatred he felt for his parents. Especially mother.

"How are you going to help me, right?"

Jenna's voice again made Devon aware. Interestingly to the fact that all is only the past.

"I'm not a traitor!" After saying that, Devon came out of Jenna's room and slammed the door hard.

Jenna was short, but then she smiled bitterly at the closed door that was slammed Devon. How could he possibly ask for help to a creature like Devon.

He was like a slave who only obeyed his master. Will not have the courage to say what else to act.

Jenna laughed at herself. He was destined to be like Devon. The slave!