
Now all the eyes on the dining place were staring at the three of them because of the noise he made.
Some people start whispering about what really happened.
Angga rubbed his face and then rubbed his wet clothes. His pants are also wet especially they have not been paid.
Damn, even the taste of the juice water was very cold.
But Angga laughed loudly.
“Neither holy, deh, lo, An. I'm sure, you guys must have been that way a lot, right?”
Now Hasan was also furious to hear it. He can't hold it anymore. Any adult a man will certainly be very angry if someone says something rude to his partner.
Hasan moved quickly towards Angga and gripped his neck collar firmly.
This guy should be taught a lesson!
Hasan pulled the collar of Angga's shirt and hit his right jaw hard.
The atmosphere started to grow noisy, some people who saw shouted because Hasan threw a punch twice in the jaw of Angga.
“Shoppers!” hasan shouted while throwing his third blow at Angga.
Angga tried to protect his face with his right arm.
“Hasan, 'Hasan,” said Anha while holding the back shirt belonging to Hasan trying to tell him to stop.
Angga could die if it was beaten continuously like that.
Some people and security tried to help break up the two people who made the commotion.
Hasan's breath was still blowing fast and in and out of his sense of smell irregularly. Angga looks confused with a mouth that has been bleeding. But he was quite grateful because if no one was holding Hasan at this time his life could have been lost already.
Let alone frowning at the mess, let alone looking Anha was there as well. Actually there is a Hamkan here at this time because he was about to go inside when he found out Anha was sitting with Hasan and eating here.
He unintentionally stood here and witnessed this all in person. All of this was just a coincidence, he originally only intended to give a tote bag containing an expensive bag on the orders of his mother. But now he just pecked from a distance to watch it all like other visitors.
“Then until tomorrow you dare to do Anha kayak. I will not hesitate to learn more than this! Catch that!” hasan said that he was still full of emotion, he was about to beat Angga again but his body was held back and held in security so as not to advance forward.
Angga whose face has been battered and his mouth bleed as if it has no sense of deterrence at all, instead, he laughed and wiped his blood from the corner of his lips and spat out his reddened saliva because it was mixed with fresh blood.
“Why? You don't accept, huh, the same thing I said earlier? What I'm talking about is honest, really. Why don't you just go straight to your future wife?”
Angga closed his mouth because he was coughing up stones, when he opened his hands and looked at his palms now his saliva looks mixed with blood.
“Haha. You do not know if the prospective beloved wife that I have been prawanin long ago. Fuckin' bitch”
Everyone is silent. Including Hamkan who is now a silent witness to this incident with his own eyes.
Like being struck by lightning in broad daylight Hasan heard this. Hasan was surprised.
Wh-what?
Hasan looked at Anha. The woman cried and lowered her head down while squeezing her pants and trembling in fear.
Today, Anha's lies that she had tightly covered were exposed. Even Hasan knew it not from himself but from others who were about to open his own mouth. Even in public like this.
Anha bit her lips hard. It was like being judged in a public place.
“Pretty crazy, yes.”
“Iya. Geez.”
Hasan looked at Anha bitterly. Stare full of disappointment woman who in two weeks will be his legal wife.
No way, right, An? This is all impossible, right?
Anha was speechless at all. He could only duck down and cry over this all while holding his left arm tightly.
He felt embarrassed for being publicly humiliated by Angga like this.
He was afraid and only dared to look down on the floor just because all eyes are currently staring at him as if to be an impromptu judge.
Why would such an Angga humiliate himself in public like this? Why did Angga arbitrarily disappear just like that, then come again and humiliate him like this.
Hasan looked at Anha with a pushy look. His eyes felt really hot and glazed. He was disappointed, very disappointed.
Hasan still doesn't believe in any of this. It feels so painful to be lied to like this by Anha. His hands clenched tightly and looked at Anha intently.
"What's the truth that guy said about you, An?" hasan asked Anha in a bitter tone.
Anha did not answer him at all, she still bowed and cried.
Seeing that, Hamkan was only able to close his eyes and knead his temple slowly. It felt like Hamkan pulled Anha from the crowd, protected her, then invited her to go home and make sure she was safe.
After all, why could Anha's fiancee be so stupid. Does he have no brain at all? To question the disgrace of his own future wife like that in front of a crowd of people would be like humiliating her.
Close his eyes and tighten his teeth. You stupid man! What he asked Anha was like stripping Anha naked in public. Anha's husband-to-be was really no different from the man who was currently in pain while holding his bruised cheek from the blow and his mouth that was bleeding.
Let's look to the side. Looking at two young women who are currently lifting up their phones and turning on record mode while whispering to each other.
"Please don't record. Pity that person he would be very embarrassed if you record and spread it. How about like the one in front of your brother or your family? Do you guys still have the heart to grumble and spread such a thing?" hamkan said with a calm face, but his speech was just full of emphasis and very striking.
Hearing the words of Hasan, the two women were mutually repulsive with each other and felt clumsy. Until finally one of the two people who initially wanted to record is now lowering his phone again after being reprimanded by Hamkan.
Then….
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