Fazila Titipan From Heaven(2)

Saving Maya

The debuk!

The debuk!

Unceasingly Fazila sent punches and kicks at the brash man who dared to hold his shoulders. For the first time there was a brash man who dared to do that to her, and see what Fazila had done? He paralyzed three burly men who had dared to harass him with words and deeds.

"Next time never underestimate women! I'm not afraid to go to jail just for crippling immoral men like you. Thank God for saving you." Fazila said as she looked at her already helpless opponent with an annoyed look. His eyes were still reddened because they were filled with a fog of anger. Don't know how many men own the multi-storey house in there?

Meanwhile, inside the house, sat a forty-five-year-old man in bridal attire clad in his burly body. He smiled triumphantly as if the entire world was spinning under his feet. He was too happy to be speechless.

Two men came from the Office of Religious Affairs who would be in charge of being the ruler sitting with a feeling of great fear, in his head attached to a weapon that was ready to be pulled by the trigger at any time.

"Come pak pengulu, you guys are not too old to act like beginner punters. This is the tenth try, if you ever make a mistake again then you can contact your family to prepare for the funeral, I'm not sure you can get out of this place alive." Said the man who was going to be the bride.

Some of the invited guests who came by force looked panicked, they also wanted to stop this marriage, unfortunately they had no power to do so.

The dorrrrr!

"Let'soooooooo!" Everyone screamed while closing their ears.

One shot targeted a vase of flowers placed on the nightstand, the goal of course just to scare. And sure enough, the goal to scare everyone was a hundred percent successful. Seeing everyone terrified made the groom laugh out loud as if he had never laughed in his entire life and now he was retaliating for all of that.

"Come, sir, don't play with me. If you're wrong again this time, the bullet won't hit the vase again, but both of you. Bummmm!" Said the bride again while pointing her gun right on the forehead of the two men who came from the Religious Affairs office.

"Ba-good that-mister!"

"good. You're good boys."

Meanwhile, Fazila had just set foot in the living room. Seeing the situation of everyone who looked scared made him believe that he should not be rash in making a decision. His life and the lives of all are in danger.

Oh Allah... I don't know why I'm involved in this? While others were enjoying their free time, I fought with my life. Fazila muttered while walking slowly like a thief who was afraid of being caught by the owner of the house.

"Wait for sister, Maya. We'll get out of this place safely and safely." Fazila said trying to avoid one of the thugs who was checking the security of the house.

"Sa-sa-sa I nik-kah right and sa-ya ka-wiiiii-nnnn kannnn..."

The man in charge of becoming the ruler was getting more nervous, and it provoked the anger of the bridegroom.

"You're useless, why would I hire you, huh? Why haven't I punched you in the head since." Say the bride again with a high tone of voice.

The sound of Maya's cries echoed in Fazila's sense of hearing. It was natural that the sweet girl felt frightened. She is in the middle of a gang of thugs, and the brains behind this evil are trying to marry her. What else can a sweet child do but cry?

"Silent. The sound of your crying makes me upset. If you're still crying, I'll forget about myself and start beating you."

Poor little maya! He could only comply without any resistance, while everyone else? Everyone is not so different from how they are. Crying, fear, and anger filled the entire ceiling of the two-story house this afternoon. It doesn't look like there's going to be a wedding, but a funeral.

"I've seen enough of this silliness, it's time to act." Fazila said softly, his hand holding the weapon he forcibly took from the man he had knocked down in front of the gate.

"Stop all this silliness. Aren't you ashamed of your age? She's better suited to be your youngest daughter!" Fazila said as soon as she opened her mouth.

"It seems useless to talk to trash like you, because trash is trash." Fazila said again, the anger that had been dimming is now back on fire.

"Sister. Hicks.Hiks." Maya runs at Fazila while carrying her cries. His entire body trembled with fear that began to eat away at his soul.

The dorrrrrr!

Fazila pulls the trigger and shoots at the man sitting at the security guard because he tried to hurt Maya. As fast as lightning Fazila ran towards the man and pointed his gun.

"Maya, run deck. Gather with everyone." Fazila said, Gripping hard at the arm of the man who became the gang leader and trying to marry Maya.

Both Penghulu, Maya and some of the invited guests who were forced to come began to stand in one place with a feeling of overwhelming fear.

"You're so happy to put a gun to people's heads, right? Now feel how it feels to have your worthless head held up by someone else." Said Fazila ketus while tapping softly on the head of the man who was his prisoner.

"So I hurt your hand with your own weapon, this time I will also hole your head with your own weapon. Don't try to play smartass with me." Fazila said again, her eyes reddened with anger.

"You Devil woman, how dare you threaten our boss." A tall man with a thin body came out of nowhere and tried to threaten Fazila. Too bad, Fazila didn't even feel scared. Within his blood flowed the blood of an officer's descendant, he would never retreat when he was already determined to do so.

"Let down your weapon, otherwise I'll punch a hole in your boss's head!" Fazila was undaunted in the least, as the man wanted to return his words, that was when Fazila started shooting right into the man's thigh.

Ahhhh!

The man looks in pain. While Fazila? He tried to hold his heart in order to look fine. For now, he can only ask God for help to strengthen his heart, body, and mind.

Without Fazila noticing, a man came from behind and struck hard at the foot of his level, causing Fazila to fall. He fell hard enough with his face kissing the floor. No matter how bad the situation is, he just wants to save Maya. It seems that coming out of the two-story mansion will be a little difficult to see the condition of Fazila who is no longer on the charming side but he who is in the cup.

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