Exchanged CEO Bride

M2 – Other Side (Gaza)

Dela's little hope was achieved. Dela fell asleep for quite a while. Sleeping in that room is more comfortable than sleeping in the hospital even though there the place is more luxurious.

Dela is looking for the whereabouts of her gawai.

"Ah yes. My phone doesn't know where."

Although he has not had a device for a long time, but still the habit of looking for the gadget he still does. Honestly, he misses his social media that he has not opened for a long time. However ... Gaza sucks not to give him the device anymore.

Dela saw that there was a stick note on the nightstand, next to her bed. There were also some food that had been prepared there. Dela took the stick note.

'Don't go anywhere! I went outside for a while.'

"Hmm in the form of writing alone sucks!" muttered Dela. He put the little paper back.

"Ah bored there is no device. If I want to watch television, I have to go ahead. How do I get ahead if my feet are like this? Where the stick no longer exists. Really– really smart. But his cleverness kills me slowly!" dela.

Gaza did not bring sticks home. He wanted Dela to take a complete break these few days. If there was a cane there, surely Dela would not be silent.

"Armgh!" Dela groans in frustration. Gaza's wheelchair is far away. Even the wheelchair was folded. It was too difficult for Dela to open it. His face is very wrinkled.

Suddenly a glimpse of the idea flashed in his mind. His eyes sparkled brightly. In the end, he found an anti-stiff solution to get in front of the television.

Dela stuck her foot on the edge of the bed. His not-so-high bed made it easy for him to get down to the floor. He was sitting on a cold floor. Sister style is her choice at this time. A brilliant choice for people who have trouble walking but are forbidden to wear a cane.

Dela struggled to get to the front room. With the rest of his strength, he climbed onto the sofa. He threw himself in there.

"Haaahhh .. finally."

Dela heaved a sigh of relief despite panting. But at least he didn't die of boredom.

Dela grabbed a television remote not far from there and turned on the television. He fell asleep in a relaxed manner even more relaxed.

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"What's the problem?" ask Gaza to his subordinates and his comrade-in-arms, Marvel.

"Look at them!" marvel said as she pointed with her chin.

Gaza stared at them one by one. There are 3 people. Their bodies are sitting. Their hands are tied behind the body. Three other Gazans stood behind the intruder to keep the three of them from escaping.

Plaques

Plaques

Plaques

Not just once. Gaza slapped their faces hard one by one in turn. Their faces slammed to the other side. The corner of one of them's lips is bleeding.

"Wow interesting. Apparently the owner of the club next door wants to play–play with us," said Gaza with a slanted smile.

Since then, the club has a tough rival. The club next door is not willing if the club in Gaza's grasp stands firm. They do not accept that the Gaza club is more famous in all circles than the club against its business. Gaza clubs were attacked repeatedly. They tried to destroy the club, but they always failed.

"What should we do, Vel?" ask Gaza with a devil smile. The glance of his eyes made the three club members next door tremble in fear.

"Hmm the cake we chopped and the meat we give to Welli," said Marvel. Marvel's smile is terrible. He deliberately bullied all three of them.

Please note, Welli is a tiger that Marvel has long maintained. He accidentally found the little Welli in the forest with a very thin body, when Marvel to the forest to unwind. His arrival in Welli, led Marvel to take care of Welli until he recovered and grew up.

Marvel's words managed to scare the three of them. Their bodies are shaking. Even swallowing it feels difficult. His neck is stuck.

"To–please don't kill us," they said, begging for turns. They do not want to be used as animal feed.

"Ooo ..." Gaza nods–angguk. Gaza holds his chin with his index finger and thumb.

"Allah ... Well, then, maybe you guys would prefer we put one by one into Welli's cage. So we can see how Welli's dexterity is to capture its prey and how you're trying to escape from Welli's enclosure" Gaza said lightly.

He said it so calmly. But that calmness actually makes the intruders more daunted. Gaza is more scary than Marvel. The soul of the psychopath of Gaza is deeply felt.

"Ja–don't! Don't kill us!" pinta them. Imagining a shredded body–cab just makes them shudder in horror.

"Huh? What's?" Gaza tilted its head.

Marvel was silent. He knows that the Gaza question does not need to be answered.

"Detach us. We have a wife's child that we have to live with" one of them asked for forgiveness.

Laughter filled the room. The laughter is called the laughter of the devil.

"YOUR MONGERS!!!" yelled Gaza later. No more laughter. The clash in Gaza has kept them closed.

"If you already know the consequences, you should look for a more lawful job. It's too late now and you have no choice."

Gaza smiled in a slant. There is no compassion in Gaza's heart. For him what they get is a consequence of what they do.

"Bring them into the dungeon. Love them one by one to Welli!" tell it to Marvel.

They're all flabbergasted. All heads bowed were now looking up towards Gaza with a glare mixed with fear.

"Bring your heads down!"

Gaza did not like them to look at him. Their gaze upon him was unclean. The law is illegal to do. They follow what Gaza says. They did not want their lives to just be lost. If he could he wanted to get out of there.

"Ka–We'll do anything, as long as you don't kill us!" pinta is one of them. They do not want to be used as animal feed.

"Hmmm ..." murmured Gaza. Gaza nods–angguk. He was silent for quite a while.

"OK on to a good idea ..."

"... But unfortunately I'm not interested."

Gaza has given false hope. Their hopes are lost. Gaza will not release them so easily. The enemy will continue to betray even if it has been sworn and given a chance. Man cannot be loyal to two masters at once. There will be one between two masters who will be betrayed.

"Bring them!"

They led the intruder to the dungeon. There, Gaza launched its action.

"Do it!"

Marvel nodded. In the end Gaza ordered his men to kill only two of them. One of them was left badly injured. They made as if– as if one man had managed to escape and return to his master. The goal is to give a stern warning to the owner of the nightclub next door. That man will definitely return to his master's pad.

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In a VVIP room, Gaza sits leaning against a sofa accompanied by Marvel next to him. A cigarette is lit. Smoke was thick enough to escape Gaza's lips and nostrils. Gaza is staring in one direction without any intention of opening talks.

"You why?" ask Marvel. He saw his friend who was like a brother was thinking about the things that burdened him.

"No. I was just wondering who the owner of the mysterious club next door was" he said.

Marvel sighed. "If it's the same. I'm curious too. But strangely enough, until now all we know is his stage name." Marvel confirms Gaza speech.

"Madam I. Too short for us to trace. Even the dozen years we've been searching, don't see the meeting point." Gaza looked briefly at Marvel.

They both had no idea who Madam L was really. The answer was in the previous owner of the club. But he had long since died, and he left without divulging the secrecy that the meeting had kept.

"Ah stop! I'm home!" Gaza stood up. The day is getting late. Too long he left Dela alone in the contract.

"Yes, who's already starting to wash," seduced Marvel.

Lately, Gaza is different from the old Gaza. Gaza who used to prefer to spend his time at the club. He has a private space there. Whereas in the past the rented house was only Gaza made as a place to escape if he began to get tired. Marvel can see the difference. No one is blind to that either. The Gazans realized it.

"No need to worry!" gaza is leaving. Marvel stared at Gaza's back, which was getting further away with a smile as he shook his head.

"Gazaa ... Gaza ..."

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