BETWEEN THE CEO AND THE MAFIA

Tragedies

Bayu rushed down from the top of the private jet. His pace was so fast that Ben rushed to follow him.

"Boss, you better stop and rest. You look very pale because of that wound. It's late and they're done with the wedding." Ben tried to advise but Bayu did not listen to him.

"Boss.... "

Bayu stopped the move. He grabbed Ben's collar almost strangling him.

"My strength is still strong if only to beat you to death, Ben. You better go and don't interfere in my business!" firmly Bayu.

He walked back to the airport exit. Outside there are his men waiting.

"Sorry, Boss. It doesn't seem like there will be enough time to derail the marriage" Alex said in a slightly frightened manner.

"Give me the key!"

Alex pulls out a car key that Bayu immediately strikes.

Bayu immediately entered his favorite black ferrari car and hastily tancap gas. There was no message he sent to his men. He left them all at the airport.

The focus is only on meeting Prita. Not knowing what will happen, he will drag Prita away from the wedding building. Stupid with the condition of his body that is still sick and weak. There was no pain that he felt other than heartache to hear the news of Prita's marriage.

Bayu drove blindly, overtaking the vehicles in front of him.

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Ayash and Prita say goodbye to one by one his family and close friends. They will leave the wedding reception venue to the hotel that has been prepared for their second honeymoon.

Irgi becomes the hardest person to release Prita. Since then he continued to hold Prita and hugged her as if she did not want to let go. Ayash was upset to see his behavior.

"Irgi, let go of his embrace." protested Ayash.

"Already, Ir. There's Raeka." Prita tries to let go of Irgi's embrace.

"Ta.. You shouldn't get married quickly with that songong."

"It's like you won't see me again forever. I'm only married to Ayash, we can still meet every day."

"Promise yes, you must be happy."

Prita smiled, "Sure."

Irgi wiped away the tears as he watched Prita enter the bridal car with Ayash. Releasing Prita to be another man's wife feels heavy even though it does not mean he wants to have Prita for himself. But, he wanted Prita to remain Prita just like the years they had been through together.

Bridal cars began to speed along with the density of night city traffic.

"You tired?"

Ayash rested Prita's head on her shoulder.

"No, I don't feel tired one bit. Today I am so happy to meet the people I love."

"Is he not fussy today either?" Ayash stroked Prita's stomach.

"Yes. He's very clever. This whole day doesn't make me miserable."

"Will he be able to calm down, too, if tonight I'm going to disturb his mother?"

Prita laughed at Ayash's words. "Something like he'll kick you later."

The car continued to drive and now passed through a fairly quiet road. Still sounding joking bride on the back bench of the car. The driver stays focused on the driver.

Dor's!

The car suddenly picked up because one of the tires erupted. The driver tried to balance his vehicle. Soon he pulled the car over so as not to hit the trees.

Prita's heart beats fast until it feels like it wants to be dislodged. Ayash and the driver felt the same way. They wonder what really happened.

"Why was that, Rud?" ask Ayash to the driver.

"It looks like the tires are erupting, sir."

Their car stopped in a forested area of the city. Although it is located in the middle of the city, but at night the area is quiet. Especially that night, no vehicles passed.

Rudi got out of the car to check the condition of the left front tire that was deflated due to a bullet. Fortunately, they survived.

"How is this?" Prita clasped Ayash's hand in fear.

"Don't be afraid, everything will be fine. Rudi will change his tires soon and we'll continue on."

Ayash takes Prita into his arms. Actually he himself also felt a bad feeling, but did not dare to show it to Prita.

Dor's!

"Ah...H....!"

Ayash and Prita were stunned to hear the gunshots and screams of Rudi from behind. They feel something is wrong.

Suddenly someone appears who opens the door next to Prita. Mario was standing there with his hand holding a gun. His sharp eyes filled with anger stared fiercely at Prita and Ayash.

"What do you want?" ask Ayash.

Without further ado, Mario puts a gun right in Prita's head.

"Prita, get out if you don't want me to shoot people again!" his words are so firm.

Ayash held Prita's hand, gesturing her not to listen to her words.

Dor's!

Mario shoots Ayash's side glass until it breaks into pieces. He dragged Prita out of the car while continuing to put his gun.

"You stay there or I'll shoot Prita!"

Prita staggered in Mario's footsteps. The high heels she wore made it difficult to step up with a wedding dress that was quite heavy. He saw Rudi's body lying on the back of the car with a gunshot wound to the head. It seems Mario is crazy. He dared to kill people.

"Prime!" shout Ayash.

"I told you not to follow us!"

Dor's!

Mario fired a shot until it hit Ayash's left arm. Fresh blood immediately poured out on his arm.

"Brach!" Prita was hysterically screaming. He tries to rebel to release Mario's hand checks.

But Mario first took him into the car and took him out of nowhere.

Prita looked at Ayash who was standing looking at her away. His white coat changed color to become reddish.

Along the way Prita could only cry. His happy day suddenly turned dark.

"Why are you doing all this? Why are you always interrupting my life?"

"Who is bothering who? You think my whole life hasn't suffered because of you? My life is ruined, Ta!"

"I don't think I can live anymore if I have to see you belong to another man. We'd better die together."

"You're crazy!"

"Yes, I'm crazy because of you! If you hadn't rejected my feelings, I wouldn't have been this crazy."

"I even tried to take drugs just to forget you. But I can't, Ta! My love for you remains the same. If I can't have you, no one else can either. If God doesn't match us, I'll write my own destiny with you."

Mario continues to drive his car further away from the city. The atmosphere of the night was quiet. Occasionally, I would cross paths with vehicles on the road.

Upon arrival at the beach, Mario stopped his car. He again forced Prita to walk after him into a beach house.

Mario threw Prita's body on the bed.

"You want what you!"

"Of course have fun with you. It's your bridal night. Let's just say I'm your husband."

"You're crazy!"