DUDA GALAK IS IN LOVE

Defeating the Thugs

Dhev who cried in his sleep finally opened his eyes, he changed his position to sit, bend and hug his knees.

Crying as much as anyone can see the other side of a Dhev.

Right now, the man who was still wearing pajamas with disheveled hair just wanted to be hugged, understood that if he was injured, never demanded to be perfect on a wounded heart, which is broken.

That's what Dhev wants.

Seeing his phone continue to vibrate made Dhev grab it and receive the call.

"Sir, Madam passed out again" Dadang said, after which Dadang immediately disconnected his phone.

"Your fainting again, is it because of me? Stress thinks of me?" Dhev felt guilty especially this morning he just left Amira who was crying.

Dhev decided to wash his face first. Afterwards, he dries using a small towel that is available in the bathroom.

Dhev looked at the clock on his phone screen and it turned out that it was already night at 19:00 wib.

Dhev came out of the room and was greeted by his house assistant who guarded the house.

"Master, dinner is ready" said a middle-aged woman standing at Dhev's doorstep.

"Take it home, for the aunt's family," Dhev replied briefly, after which Dhev drove his car, he had to pass through Nala's base.

There Dhev saw a commotion.

However, the cold Dhev paid no heed. He kept driving his car.

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"Stop! Please don't destroy my cart!" nala shouted as she thrashed, the two thugs who were holding her hand laughed.

"Gahaha!"

"Who are you, why do this!" nala shouted while stepping on the feet of the thugs who were holding her back.

Nala can no longer hold back her anger and no longer dare to help, the article, anyone who helps Nala will be unfortunate, he will be beaten to pieces by the garbage of the community.

"Sway from our master's son!" said the head thug who sat at the long table, his style was like it would be unbeatable. Watching 5 of his men ravaging Nala's wares and carts.

Nala the tiny girl was of course looked over one eye by well-built thugs, full of tattoos with arms that accentuate her muscles.

Nala advanced towards the head thug, she did not understand who her employer was and did not understand what kind of problem was going on.

Feeling sick to make Nala spit on the face of the head thug.

Furious, very angry and angry. The head thug was boiling his blood, only time anyone dared to go against him.

5 His men were already preparing to beat Nala, but the chief was already unable to contain the anger and wanted to take care of Nala with his own hands.

The chief wiped the spit using the sleeves of his jeans jacket, then let go and threw it in any direction.

The head immediately descended from where he was sitting and raised his right hand towards Nala.

Nala had closed her eyes and thought that she would feel pain, pain from being slapped.

However, the sealed Nala did not even feel a hand landing on her face.

Nala peeked and there was a haughty man protecting her. The man is Dhev holding the thug leader's hand so as not to touch Nala. Of course Dhev became a laughing stock.

Dhev becomes a mockery, the pajama-wearing man is expelled and asked to continue dreaming.

"Hahaha, the hero of the night, was ready to sleep still wandering. Already, continue the dream there, your mama will search!" the chief taunts him while trying to get his hands off Dhev's.

The laughter of the 5 men sounded boisterous, of course they would not be able to laugh if Dhev's fist had landed on each jaw.

Erat, very tightly Dhev gripped the hand of the chairman.

And Nala immediately took refuge behind Dhev's real body when viewed from Dhev's posture was nothing compared to the thugs.

Such was Dhev in Nala's eyes because the little girl had never seen the muscular Dhev.

Nala rounded her eyes when she saw the chief in pain.

Yes, Dhev twisted the chairman's hand easily.

"The big body, the energy of hello kitty!" ejek Dhev's.

Bugh! Dhev punched the thug leader's armpit.

"Let's!" shouted the head in pain.

Seeing the leader in pain made 5 of his men come into action.

Some threw Nala's plastic chair at Dhev and Dhev deflected it after letting go of the chairman's hand.

Nala who did not want to be the victim of the wrong target chose to pull over.

While the chairman looks in pain due to a broken wrist.

"Bad! Don't let him be okay! Make him porridge tonight!" shouted the chairman cheering his men.

In reality, Dhev can easily defeat 5 thugs whom he considers to be extremely checkers.

Dhev expends all his energy to help Nala, somehow tonight Dhev wants to be kind to a girl who is not who he is.

"Yahoooo!" shouted one of the thugs who was about to beat Dhev up from behind.

"Revelation!" shouted Nala who was afraid that Dhev would be hit by his sutil to cook fried rice.

Before arriving at Dhev, Nala helped him, Nala took a green plastic chair and put the head of the silkworm thug into the sidelines of the seat hole and pulled it to fall on her back.

Nala took the sutil to beat up the thug.

"Your train!" nala growled while venting her frustration.

Meanwhile, the chief whose hands were in pain chose to retreat.

"Awas lo! I'm marking you!" he shouted as his left hand pointed at Dhev. His men followed the leader's steps to retreat.

After all the thugs left, Nala felt weak and her knees could no longer support, Nala crouched down with her hands rubbing her face, feeling weak to see her place for money had been destroyed.

"How will Ririn change money? if the carts were destroyed!" nala groaned in heart.

The girl who was forced strong by the circumstances did not want to look weak and pitiful.

Nala chose to get up and disperse the crowd.

Meanwhile, Dhev was in his car again, across the street watching Nala. After Dhev is seen safe, his car drives away from Nala base.

Nala forgot to thank Dhev, she forgot because Dhev immediately disappeared along with the crowd dispersed by Nala.

After that, Nala no longer saw Dhev's whereabouts.

And it turns out, even if Dhev wins against the thugs, it doesn't mean he's not hurt at all. Dhev was hit by a fist in his jaw, now Dhev has reached home.

There, Amira does not want to see Dhev at all.

"Well, sorry Dhev. Dhev khilaf," said Dhev, knocking on Amira's door.

Dhev looks resigned because it has long asked for the door but Amira still does not want to open it.

The disheveled man stepped out of Amira's room while rubbing her painful jaw.

Go into the room and see the clock attached to the wall, it turns out it is already night at 22:20 wib.

"What is the fate of the girl, has she gone home or not?" muttered Dhev while unbuttoning his pajamas.

"It's none of my business! Why should I think about it! I'm helping you still profit!" dhev said as he threw the pajamas into the dirty laundry basket.

Seriate.