I'll avenge my Revenge

The Sia - Sia Escape

"Whatchu mean? Married married?! I will not marry anyone today! I just went to work today!" yelled Ericka didn't understand.

He was confused and afraid to hear the news that he had just known, the people who were there were also no less confused. Just this time they make up a bride who does not know her wedding day.

"Oh, maybe we all misheard. I'm sorry Miss, the makeup is done soon. Be patient." one of the middle-aged women who was there patiently calmed Ericka down.

"But this dress?!" ericka asked confused by her who was still wearing the wedding dress.

"It's okay, you're just being a model of this dress for a while. Haha!" he again tried to make the atmosphere as relaxed as possible.

But Ericka can't accept all this, she knows there must be something behind his departure. Alfred. After many years of torture and humiliation plus again often ignored, lied to and always be the outlet of their emotions.

He knew something must have gone wrong, rebelling was not the right way at the moment, he was now under surveillance. There was nowhere to complain or shelter for him, he was the only one who could help himself.

"Hows it? Is it done?" ask mr. Alfred.

He returned to the room to check on the preparations for Ericka, the bride-to-be.

"Already, Sir. Is there anything to add?" ask the middle-aged woman.

"Enough, I think enough. You can go, and you Ericka come with me" said mr. Alfred cold.

A very different attitude he showed from earlier, Ericka did not know what to answer. Afraid of mistalking, he just follows mr. Alfred walked down the corridor to the lower floor.

There were already many servants waiting for him there, they lined up to form a path from the stairs to the exit.

Ericka walked past them like a princess, many stares cynically at her and others flatly.

"You wait here for a moment, I'll be back" said mr. Alfred went by.

There Ericka was accompanied by several servants to take care of her and tidied up her dress, including Zahrah there.

"Ericka, I know I don't deserve to say this but at least you should know. You will marry mr. Robert today, and became his 15th wife.

But at least you have a better life than us, you see all of them? They envy you for being able to marry mr. Robert and being one of the great hostesses of this house" Zahrah whispered to Ericka while tidying up her dress.

He glanced at the servants, he deliberately whispered so that no one would hear him.

"I know, but who would have thought that she would be made the 15th wife! I don't want to, Zahrah! If anyone wants to replace me, please. As long as I can be free again" Ericka said half sob.

"If it could, but it's impossible. No one can fool you. Robert" said Zahrah.

After that mr. Alfred came and took Ericka into a luxury car, a Rolls-Royce. Ericka looked at Zahrah, the girl just waved her hand with a sad smile.

"Why? Why should I?! I'm tired, I don't want to be treated like a doll anymore!" he screamed in his heart.

Ericka stared at the window glass with a broken feeling, she squeezed the dress out her stifled emotions.

After half the journey, the car stopped on the road, and some people came down. I don't know what they did, at that time mr. Alfred was busy calling, Ericka took the opportunity to escape.

She opened the car door as fast as she could and she ran in an indeterminate direction, with a long, slightly blooming dress that Ericka ran around the streets of London, no matter the view of everyone.

"What do you see?! Go after him, don't lose him!" yell mr. Alfred.

It was a bit strange too, as if he already knew what was happening or indeed he deliberately let Ericka escape, he looked calm and calm. Only he knows his heart.

"Damn, these dresses and shoes are preventing me from moving!" mummified Ericka.

He took off his high heels, that was all he could do. Because there's no way she's gonna have to take her dress off there.

"ah! Sorry-sorry!" ericka said to the man.

"Ericka?!!" the two women were shocked to see Ericka there with such an appearance.

"You-you?!" Ericka was no less surprised to see them there.

"Hey, Miss! Come here!" yell at the man behind them.

Seeing that Ericka again ran away leaving two women who looked shocked to see her there, but they wanted to convey something important to her.

"Stella, it looks like Ericka's in danger" Stellie said.

"I know, the two men must have wanted to do something to him" looked at the two who were about to run after Ericka.

Well, true. Stella and Stellie end up studying in London as promised by Reva, they also intend to find Ericka as well. Who knows after meeting they can do nothing, because it is too soon with such a sudden situation.

"Aakhs!" both men fell down.

Stella and Stellie use their legs to block the two men from chasing Ericka.

They seemed to be smiling with satisfaction, as they managed to do the trick. Where the trick they ever did to Ericka in school first.

Who knows that ordinary trick is also what they do to save the girl they once bully, unfortunately their pleasure is only temporary.

From a distance they saw Ericka was caught again with another person, two men with large bodies dragged Ericka's body into his car earlier.

"ah! Sia*l, catch it again. We have to report what we're seeing" Stellie said.

"Right, but what are we going to report? Reporting that we let Ericka just walk away and not go help her, is that it?!" stella asked annoyedly.

"But it's like that, you see how many cars are there? Plus badly the man who was chasing him was big, not to mention the one in the car.

It's not that we help even those who must be helped by people" he added.

"You're right." replied Stellie quietly.

They felt guilty for not being able to save Ericka and allowed themselves to be caught by the thugs.

"But there's something weird again, you see? Ericka was wearing a wedding dress with her face hurt, was she involved with something?!" ask Stellie.

"I don't know, only she knows what's happening to her right now" Stella said, staring at the car that took Ericka away from her.

While Ericka in the car was just crying in fear, with a little hard they tied her legs and hands.

"You know, it's a waste for you to try to escape this marriage. Because it's impossible, who do you think you're dealing with?!" said mr. Alfred coldly looked at Ericka.

From a distance, someone was standing staring at the car group speeding.

A man who is strong and athletic, does not look like what he is. He wears an all-black suit leather jacket and black jeans, as well as black shoes and gloves.

riding a Monster Ducati motorcycle with a full face helmet, chasing the car troupe.

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