First Love of Kalila

BonChap - 01

That night, after the family gathering and Khansa's birthday celebration, Ibrahim returned to his apartment. But damn, in the middle of the trip, the car he was driving died suddenly. Even the car can't be started. Ibrahim tried repeatedly to start the car, but the results were nil. The car still can't get on.

Ibrahim got out of the car and tried to check the engine. However, Ibrahim who does not understand about the car engine, of course can not do anything. Ibrahim also tried to contact his car repair shop.

“OK, I wait yes,” replied Ibrahim, when the mechanic from the workshop promised to come soon.

In the middle of Ibrahim waiting for the mechanic to come, the man heard the voice of the woman roaring. Out of curiosity, Ibrahim also searched for the origin of the sound.

Down the hallways of the old building, Ibrahim found a woman with two men flanking her. A man even seems to have fulfilled his desire for the woman.

“Perawn*n is indeed delicious,” said the man who just removed his limbs from the woman.

“Reg Boss ... Let's change,” said the other man. However, it seemed, that man called Boss, still wanted to play around with the sensitive area of the woman.

Ibrahim did not immediately raided him, especially the surrounding area was very quiet. There was not even a look of people passing by there. Ibrahim tried to contact Dimas, and asked his cousin to come with the police.

Ibrahim then looked for a tool that he could use to fight the two rapists*sa.

Meanwhile, the woman was growing more and more blubbering. Because at this time, the man who had taken his chastity, played his fingers in the sensitive area of the woman.

As soon as Ibrahim found a wooden stick, the voice of the two rapists was heard laughing out loud. Apparently the woman spewed out due to the rapist's man's fingerplay*sa.

“How dear ... Enjoy right?” he said while peeping at the woman's cheek. While the woman felt very weak. After almost an hour of trying to escape until finally his chastity was taken away, the woman was already exhausted. Only the sound of crying came out from his lips. I wish someone could help me get out of the room.

“He's gone limp. Hurry you finish!”

Pemerk*sa who had not got the turn also opened his pants and immediately threw his weapon without stale, because from now on he was ready to fight.

“Hurricane!” abraham shouted, as soon as he entered the stuffy room. The two rapists*sa immediately looked at Ibrahim with a stick already in his hand.

“You go ahead, let me take care of that hotass guy!”

“Any Boss!” the man replied happy. He continued to move back and forth quickly while groaning, enjoying the body of the woman who was now drooping under him.

“Hei .. boy pretender. Than you tired of beating us, but eventually lost. You better get rid of that stick. We want to share that beautiful woman. It's a pleasure, Bro! still peraw*n!”

Without further ado, Ibrahim directly hit the stick he was holding onto the body of the rapist*sa. There was a little bit of resistance for a while, before Ibrahim finally hit hard, right on the man's head. Until the rapist*sa was fainted instantly.

While the rapist*sa others, still busy enjoying the woman. He was almost at his peak. But, before he spouted out his lava, his body fainted instantly, as Ibrahim with all his might hit his back on the head. The man fell down on the woman's body.

With great difficulty, Ibrahim raised the rapist's body*sa. He found a woman who was crying as much as she could with a disheveled shirt.

“Come, you want to enjoy my body too, right?!” said the woman. “Come! You just enjoy! I still haven't dressed!” his yell.

Ibrahim flabbergasted. He had good intentions to help the woman. But the woman seemed so frustrated about her fate that she accused Ibrahim of wanting her body.

Ibrahim did not heed the woman's words. His eyes glanced to and fro, until he finally found the woman's underwear and gently dressed her.

At first the woman roared again, because Ibrahim touched her feet. He thought Ibrahim would really enjoy his body. However, the woman was instantly speechless, as Ibrahim managed to put on his underwear.

“A' Ibra!” yell Dimas. Ibrahim's cousin actually came in with some cops. Seeing the many men who entered the stuffy room, Ibrahim immediately took off the t-shirt he was wearing and asked the girl to wear it.

“They're rapists*saan, sir. Please get processed immediately!”

Police approached Ibrahim and the woman. “Please mom do a visa and be a witness at the police station.”

With trembling hands, the woman held Ibrahim's arm. The man looked at him too. The woman then shook her head. She's afraid. He was really afraid to go with any man, including the police. Only one man is trusted at the moment. He is Ibrahim Adi Putra. The man who helped her.

“Let him leave with me, Sir,” Ibrahim said. The woman cried as she stretched out her hand. He welcomed the man's hand and tried to stand up.

However, the woman was so limp that she was unable to stand up perfectly. Moreover, he still feels pain in the sensitive part.

“You can stand?” ask Ibrahim.

The woman was eager to reveal that her legs were very limp, and her entire body was in pain. However, he tried hard in front of Ibrahim. He no longer wanted to trouble Abraham. The man before her had helped her a lot.

With Ibrahim's help, the woman finally stood up. However, when his feet had just stepped up, he was unsteady. With a sigh, Ibrahim caught him.

“Sorry,” says Ibrahim. Abraham carried the woman. Stepping forward with certainty, Ibrahim is now in Dimas' car.

“Dim, I borrow your car, what can I do?”

Of course Dimas agreed. After all, Ibrahim's car is also now being handled by two mechanics who have just arrived.

Following the advice of the police, Ibrahim took the woman to the hospital for a visa.

“Is there a family I can contact?” ask Ibrahim. They are now in the inpatient room.

“I don't want to, my parents see my miserable condition like this. I will contact them, once my condition has completely recovered.”

“What parents are you not worried about, if you don't come home tonight?”

The woman shook her head. “My mother and sister live in Lake. While I work here.” Ibrahim nodded his head.

“If you want to go home, it's okay. I can take care of myself.”

Ibrahim stared at the white woman. A smile was etched on the man's face. Though from the woman's face, it was clear that she was very afraid at this time. “You sure, it's okay if I leave alone?”

Instead of answering, the woman threw a face, trying to hide her tears from Ibrahim.

“Who knows, your son and wife are waiting at home.”

“I widower. And have no children.”

At once the woman turned her face back, looking at Ibrahim.

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