Getting Stuck With A Fake Husband

BASEMENT

💌 ENTANGLED WITH FAKE HUSBAND 💌

 

🍀 HAPPY READING 🍀

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TWO DAYS LATER.

Yara woke up when she was awakened from the mind, her body suddenly felt a chill, until it pierced the bone. He curled up in search of something that could cover his body, the tips of his legs and hands feeling frozen. The feeling of shivering is increasingly felt, as the night gets late. The lights in this cellar only use 5 watt lamps. In this basement, Yara also did not see a glimmer of light that pierced through the basement. It's like being in a prison.

It's been two nights, Yara's been here. No one came to see him, not even to feed him or drink.

Yara took her breath heavily, her gaze sweeping across every corner of the warehouse. This basement is stuffy and damp, making Yara uncomfortable. An unpleasant smell immediately smelled on his nose. Yara leaned against the wall with a cold holding breath, while hugging her legs.

His eyes looked up. He can't get out of here. The door was tightly shut and clearly he knew it had to be locked. Yara started crying, taking her breaths occasionally. How could his fate be like this. Her tears rolled down her cheeks. Yara tilted her body curled up hugging her legs. He went back to sleep.

Suddenly the sound of the key being forcefully opened.

BRAKKKK

The door suddenly opened violently.

Yara woke up and hugged her own body. A man came down the stairs and smiled haughtily there. He brought a plate of rice filled with side dishes for Yara.

"Good morning, miss.I hope you enjoyed your day in this barn." The man smiled as he put the plate on the floor and he deliberately kicked it slowly, until it was shifted to Yara's feet.

"Get me out of here!" Sizzle Yara with a sharp look.

The man exhaled briefly while folding his hands in front of his chest. "As per lady Victoria's orders. You're not getting out of here, pretty lady. And he's still kind enough to feed you. We'd better make peace and don't make things difficult, I don't want you to provoke my anger. Understood!" the man pressed down on his every word.

"Sad...You guys are making all this hard. Until now I don't understand all this. Meet me with Mr. Miles. You don't know, I'm Mr. Miles' wife" Yara said firmly. "And I'm sure Mr. Miles doesn't know, you're keeping me here!"

Hearing that, the man immediately laughed. "Haha... You're Mr Miles' wife?"

Yara nodded quickly. "Yes. I'm Mr. Miles' wife. So get me out of here!"

"Are you dreaming? Don't ever say this shit again. Mr. Miles can't marry a woman like you. Now eat this! " The man again kicked the plate violently to get closer to Yara's feet.

Seeing that she was treated like an animal, Yara immediately got up and looked at the man sharply.

"What are you doing?"

"Tell you to eat, so you don't hallucinate anymore."

Yara saw her rice was already in a mess. He looked at the man with emotion. "You're worse than an animal! You're a human being a demon. I'm not gonna eat. Now meet me with Mr. Miles." Jerky Yara.

The man smiled and was bearded, as he saw Yara so fieryly saying her words. The man thinks Yara is like a broken tape and he doesn't even see Yara talking.

"You're wasting your energy, beautiful lady, Miss Victoria won't get you out of here!" Said the man smiling haughtily. He turned around leaving Yara.

But before that happened, Yara took the wood that was there. He immediately chased the man.

"Based on a jerk!" Yara hit the man on the back and hit his head.

"Aaarggghh.." the man groaned in pain. He held his head so sore and spat out blood. His eyes were also twitching.

"What are you doing!" Snarled.

Before the man took any retaliatory action. Yara came forward and kicked him repeatedly along the shin of the man's leg.

"Godhhhh ...How dare you?" shouted the man with a loud voice, he grimaced.

"Don't come any closer! I'll kill you with this wood." Threat Yara. He was very afraid, afraid to fight. But out of nowhere he seemed to have the courage to fight the man. His hands were still trembling, he was holding the wood to protect himself.

The man's eyes showed anger. He moved closer to Yara. "If it wasn't for Victoria's mistress. I've killed you." The man approached. His look was so intimidating.

Yara was so scared. He retreated and the wood still stood bye protecting his body. "I told you not to come any closer!"

The man took in his breath, controlling his emotions so as not to hurt the woman. He then turned around leaving Yara who was still frightened.

"Hey ..where are you going!" Shouted Yara. "Get me out of here!" Yara tried to grab the man's hand.

However, not to mention that Yara pulled the man's hand, her body had already been pushed strong enough to make Yara fall.

"Ohhhhhh!" Yara groaned in pain. He didn't give up. He stabilized his breathing, which was suffocating from restraining his emotions. Yara got up and climbed the stairs again.

"Don't close!"

The man did not answer, he opted out and locked Yara in the cellar.

Yara banged on the door repeatedly.

"Open the door... buka....." His cry knocked on the door with his palm. No one heard it.

"Get me out of here!"

"Open the door...!" Yara shouted from inside.

The man just laughed, then he stepped out of the barn.

"Please get me out of here!" Yara's voice grew quieter.

His body stuck to the door, he did not know what to do. His feet are weak. His body slumped on the door leaf and he sat down. His gaze was weak, he stared at the rice that had been scattering on the floor. His fate is so bad right now.

Does he regret it now?

Yara had been rash to take this action. The feeling of wanting to pay the debt and trying to give his best so that he was released from this debt, actually made it worse, and everything became worse.

At least he met Mr. Miles. But why is it like this?

"Who should I blame here? Should I blame myself?" This marriage, it feels like a ruin for Yara. Both of Yara's eyes were instantly closed accompanied by a clear liquid that was swept free to wet her face. This was from the form of pain he felt at this moment.

The regret of coming was indeed very sad. The thought of turning time around was inevitable, the desire to improve, a thousand suppositions approaching, and thousands of regrets that only he could cry. Yara realized, no matter how hard she wanted to turn back time, everything would be useless. It will only bring him into trouble.

Yara could only cry.

Yara was sure that sooner or later the dark clouds that overshadowed her current life would change into bright clouds that accompanied her later days.

Doesn't it mean rain? Yes, destiny is in God's hands. But our way of life? We are the ones who decide.

Maybe this is her way of life and Yara has to accept that fact.

Yara took a deep breath while holding her chest. His mouth was open and sighed. He cried in silence but made no sound. Only his breathing continued to blow and entered through his open mouth.

He shook his head repeatedly, His heart is so sick. He doesn't know his parents. At least Yara can contact them. The shortness came again.

Yara breaks her body, she's in the barn room. He hopes that tomorrow will be a miracle for him. Eyes turned soft and did not wait for long he closed, inviting him to fall asleep to forget his sadness for a moment.

WHILE ON THE OTHER SIDE.

After swimming and rinsing his body. Frey went to his study. The man now sits quietly in a swivel chair and focuses his eyes on the screen in front of him.

"Sadly.he means brave woman." The corner of Frey's lips curved upwards when he saw Yara's reckless action from the cctv tape.

"Do you dare to dwell when I expose all your father's crimes? The real game starts tomorrow, Miss Wyanet." Frey smiled cynically.

Suddenly the cell phone Frey put on the table rang. Because the call was very much awaited. Frey's phone picked him up. He's been waiting since.

"How's it?" frey said quickly.

"Sorry sir, we lost track of Miss Victoria. It seems that Miss Victoria is in a great hurry. We lost it at the traffic light. We can't break through the red light."

"What?" Frey's voice echoed in the room.

"Sorry sir. We've really prepared from the beginning once we know that Bastian is trying to get close to Victoria. It's been five hours we've been waiting for her until Victoria's real mistress comes out of the beauty parlor. But it's a pity we lost track of him."

"Basic moron, stupid..." Without shutting down. Frey slammed the phone against the wall.

YOGGGG!

The phone was destroyed horribly. Sharp flakes that fly and scattered make Frey's emotions more explosive.

"You haven't changed mom. I hate you more!" Frey's fizzle with sharp eyes. He clenched his hands so tightly. Eyes shiny. His lips were smiling wickedly.

SERIATE.....

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