Forced to Marry a Cruel Young Master
Chapter :87
"Gerald, where are you going?" mr. Aryaloka stopped Gerald's steps.
Gerald looked at the papah in his face. "Well, Isvara, I want to save her." she said.
"Where is he, son? let me send someone to help you?"
Gerald shook his head. "No, I have to do it myself."
"But .." Mr. Aryaloka was about to speak again but the grandmother stopped.
"Arya, trust your son with everything."
"Sister, can I come?" The anxious Mahesa joined in, offering herself.
"No!" Gerald said firmly. "All of you wait here, I'll save my wife, keep your phone on Mahesa, I'll call you when something happens."
Everyone stared worriedly, their breaths as if floating in the air with the unrest that was now happening.
"Sister, come back safely" said Kayra, the girl was about to cry because of her worries.
Gerald nodded. "I will definitely bring Isvara back here."
Gerald left in a hurry, while Nela behind them gripped the end of the shirt furiously, what was Brandon planning to do now? will all his sacrifices be in vain?
***
The wind blew fiercely when Gerald had reached the location that the perpetrator was aiming at. His breath gasping when he came to this bridge there was no one, no one, only an increasingly strong wind carried twigs and some leaves flew past.
Gerald hurriedly called the unknown number.
Phone connected.
"WHERE ARE YOU! WHERE'S MY WIFE?!"
'Well, lo gercep also turned out!' the heavy voice across the phone sounded heavy.
Gerald frowned, this person's voice sounded familiar.
"Lo's? Brandon!" Gerald widened his eyes with already mounting anger.
'Yep, it's me, why are you shocked?'
"Bang*sat! this is all your plan, huh? where's my wife's jerk!"
I heard a loud laugh across the phone.
'Let's look beside you'
Gerald looked next to him, and sure enough across the street, someone appeared by pulling Isvara's tied arm, dragging her down until Gerald could see her face clearly.
Gerald's blood immediately boiled, his face reddened with anger, there he could see the frightened wife with her mouth and hands tied.
"Breng*sec!" he said, when the phone in his grasp he threw, eternal bring him directly across the road approaching them.
"Take off my wife, asshole!" their distance was now only ten steps away.
Gerald took out something in his pocket, a gun.
"Lepasin or I bolongin lo's head!" he then pointed the gun in front of Brandon.
"Waaw, you want to make this violent way? okay ... "not to be outdone, Brandon also pulled out a gun, Gerald jolted because the gun was not aimed at him but pointed right at the head of the wife.
"Breng! you're actually looking to die apparently!"
Gerald gazed around, the sky turning yellow the night was coming. Goddamn shit! there was no one here that he could ask for help!
Gerald looked at the wife's face, his gaze immediately softened when he saw the beautiful face that was filled with fear, his eyes kept wet because of his tears that kept flowing, Gerald examined his appearance, thank God the man breng*she did nothing to injure her body.
Gerald looked back at Brandon, not expecting the man to do so far, making sure that the man's life would be like hell for daring to disturb his.
"Say! Lo want what? I'll love you, as long as I let go of my wife!"
***
"Where is Brother Gerald now? is Isvara's brother kidnapped or what?" lirih Kayra, the girl's eyes have turned red because she continues to cry, lamenting the fate of her brother.
Mahesa couldn't stay still like this, the man stood up.
"We can't keep quiet like this, when Brother Gerald is risking his life!"
"Where are you going?" Indira stopped the son.
"I want to catch up with Gerald, Bun? out there he's in danger with Isvara."
"But where are you going to catch up with him? we don't even know where he is now."
Mahesa's hands were clenched tightly. "We shouldn't continue like this!"
"Sit down, calm down, Mahesa."
But Mahesa could not, the man chose to leave. Andini saw it and then followed.
Outside, Andini looked for Mahesa, his eyes glittering around, Mahesa was there, the man was seen hitting the porch pole many times. he must be feeling very angry because he feels useless now.
Andini approached him slowly.
"T-mister?" Andini said slowly, the girl lowered her head not daring to look at the handsome face.
"Gentlemen forgive me, for I, for me, for me, for torment." Andini cried, the girl felt very guilty, if only she had not left Isvara alone back then, if only she had remained beside her young mistress.
As the breath of Mahesa sounded, the shady-eyed man looked at Andini softly, slowly Mahesa eroding their distance, with a motion he did not want himself, Mahesa pulled Andini's waist into the embrace.
Andini flinched as her face slammed against Mahesa's warm chest.
"T-mister?"
”It's okay, don't blame yourself, it's not your fault."
Once again Andini cried, her hands stretched out to hug Mahesa's shoulders, while the man rubbed the tops of Andini's head with tenderness.
"Pardon me, sir."
***
"Lo want to know what I want? easy, I want your death!" Brandon grinned.
Gerald growled. "Don't beat around the shithead!"
"Hmmp-hmpp!" Isvara shook his body, rebelling for release.
Brandon smiled in anguish. "His wife Lo wants to explain her will."
Brandon then untied Isvara's mouth.
"GERALDS! GET OUT OF HERE, I BEG YOU, BRANDON JUST WANTS TO TRAP YOU, HE'S USING ME JUST WANT TO TRAP YOU!"
Isvara shouted loudly so that his voice would not fly in the wind. Gerald could hear it clearly.
"What do you mean dear, I can't get out of here without taking you."
Isvara shook his head weakly, the woman sobbed violently. "Don't listen to the threat, you go report to the police, I'll keep him here."
"How dare you report to the police? your wife will disappear right here?" brandon put a gun to Isvara's head.
Gerald is stuck in place, torn between following the word of his wife or warning of Brandon's threat.
Gerald was then stunned as a horde of men with masks stood beside Brandon.
"These are my men, you won't be able to escape from here."
Gerald clenched his gun in anger.
While Brandon grinned devil.
"Now what are you Gerald's options?"
