Bima's Second Wife

chapter 87

"So that's the elo chick?" My best friend Joe patted me on the shoulder, I turned to him and I saw him smiling with interest.

"No!" my answer.

"Trus? Not a lo girl but playing sosor!" smile insinuates.

"Don't know my ah. Confused I'm the same creature whose name is a girl!" I said while raising my shoulders. "Yok ah, I bought you a drink!"

"Kuy!" he shouts while embracing my shoulder.

Since that night I have never seen him again. The shadow he always comes, when I sleep or even when my eyes are open. Stupid me even all this time I didn't know his name!

Until then, I saw him again, actually Joe who first recognized the girl. He was with the man who used to ride him on the bike. It looks like we are arguing.

"Ian, look at that girl, right?" joe was sitting next to me. He pointed to the street next to the cafe. We just got home from lunch.

I don't give a shit. Not really care.

"Eh, stop it. I think he needs help." I'm still a bitch. Every human being has a problem, and one of them is. Joe looked at me in disbelief. He's upset himself.

I continued to drive my car slowly because the road was quite crowded. Occasionally looking from the rearview mirror in front of me. The shadow of the girl with the bangs was clearly visible. I clenched my hand at the wheel when I saw the girl fall because she was pushed hard onto the sidewalk. Then one kick landed on his thigh, followed by another kick that I didn't think was slow. The man pointed towards the girl who was already sitting helplessly.

I stopped my car suddenly, joked Joe and almost kissed the dashboard on his forehead. The riders behind me were shouting at each other and the sound of horns was loud as the speed of their vehicles came to a halt because of me.

I kept walking towards the girl who somehow didn't want to fight back. Are all girls weak? Though at that time he bravely climbed into my race car and said no problem with death, but why in the face of this one man he was helpless? Aisssh I'll be mad at him when I get rid of that man!

I quickly walked towards him, the man almost raised his hand towards the girl's face, saying that I would not have gone there. Some people were there but why didn't anyone help this girl. Have they lost their conscience?

"Who dare to hold my hand?!" he exclaimed with a glaring gaze, almost the eyeball came out of place. He grimaced as I squeezed his hand hard. There is also a point in me often fitness and exercise.

"Mas. Ian..!" the girl got out of place and pulled my arm. "Lepasin. Release him!" her door, along with tears, she begged. I looked at the girl, still squeezing the man's hand in front of me.

"Please? Okay I'm gonna take this guy's hand out of his place." I smiled happily. The girl glared as well as this man in front of me who was shocked and scared.

"Mas, don't mind him mas. please." he said scared.

"You dare to be with me?" he said with a vibrating tone. She smiles. "You don't know who my father is?"

"Who?"

"Frederick. My father is Morgan Jonathan Frederick!" said proud.

"If my father knew what you were doing, you would definitely not survive!" threaten her.