Daddy's Virgin Daughter "Reply Daddy's Revenge"

Daddy's Virgin Daughter "Reply Daddy's Revenge"
Trapped hearing



"Babys"


Aland spoke still tightly hugging Ailee's body from behind.


"I'm sorry Daddy"


silence long enough, until finally Aland chose to go out, looking for fresh air, neutralize his feelings and brain, looking for the nearest bar to drink and release his fatigue.


He could have been pushy, he could have been crazy, he could have forced Ailee this time to be rude and more than usual in order to vent all her grudges, but... suddenly a feeling of doubt burst forth with a feeling of unbearability every time he saw Ailee's face.


When his common sense worked he pityed the girl, but when his common sense didn't work he could have been heartless.


Several times he massaged his head which suddenly throbbed, a few glasses of drink he had spent, even 1 bottle of winski was clearly empty and then followed by another bottle.


"I think you've had enough to drink"


the bartender spoke to Aland, the 22-year-old suddenly remembering himself on his aishe, gradually reaching for his phone, trying to contact the girl.


If it's lucky that she hasn't slept and as usual will pick up her call, talk enthusiastically asking this and that, and that, but if you are not lucky then it could be her beautiful little sister who has fallen asleep on her mattress.


Suddenly his longing is aroused, Aland's only loyal listener is aishe, she despite always being childish, ishe is a good listener and is the wisest advice-giving girl.


He tried calling Ailee's number for a long time, but it wasn't picked up either. Aland closed his eyes for a moment.


Again, if it's still not picked up I'll call her tomorrow.


inner aland.


Suddenly his call was perfectly connected.


"Hello darling"


Aland spoke while developing his smile, but Instantly his facial expression changed, as fast as lightning he glanced at the clock on his wrist, at 02:25 am Maldives time it means that in Indonesia it is only past midnight.


"Hello Aland"


His expression clearly changed greatly when the voice of a man sounded there.


since when have any men picked up the Aishe phone?


that's what's inside his brain.


"During the day we didn't see you, Aland"


instantly Aland rounded his eyes, as if he knew who had just spoken through his sister's cell phone.


"Murat?"


"I thought you'd forgotten my voice"


"bastard"


Aland immediately stood up while hitting the table, the 3 bartenders nearby choked.


"Where's my sister huh?"


there was a cold chill behind there


"What?"


instantly Aland grabbed the other phone in his left pants pocket, swapping the position of his hand in holding the phone he used to call Murat, this time his right hand quickly opened his phone, his phone, his eyeballs were perfectly rounded, Aland tightened his jaws, his anger clearly timid.


"How dare you marry my sister without my permission"


yelled Aland full of anger, when aware of the big news on the initial page of the company news search, aishe appeared to use bridal clothes next to him clearly Murat, the second photo so make Aland increasingly heated up, Murat clearly kissed her aishe so deeply.


"You should be happy, right, you forgot aland? you should have called me UNCLE MURAT"


"Babhkkk"


"At any time you destroy Ailee, you know what's gonna happen to your little sister?"


"Daddy?"


There was a faint sound of Aishe's voice from the other end.


"My wife is calling Aland, I know you're in the Maldives with my Ailee, be careful with your actions"


"Aren't you going?"


still faintly heard Aishe's voice from behind his cellphone.


suddenly a moment of silence.


"Daddy you kissed me again all of a sudden"


aishe's voice sounded like a whimper.


"You want to continue the game that was baby?"


murat's seductive voice clearly sounded in his ear


"Mura.breng.sek.kau"


Aland shouted in anger


a split second later, the phone was switched off.


tutts


tuttt


tuttt


the call just got cut off.


Bang.sats...


ji.ji..Lest..


Aland was obviously angry, holding his head with both of his palms, he was like a person filled with a million confusions.