LOVE & VENGEANCE

Advice Ken!

“Ah—ini hurts once.” Aretha whimpering.

His body moved uneasily as both his hands held onto his stomach. Do not be asked how the crumbling of his body which is so incredibly painful are immeasurable.

Her tears fell. The girl cried in silence with her hands pressed against her stomach.

“Hiks. It hurts so much.”

Though Aretha can shout loudly to ask for help to Anshell who had already woken up. The man had already cleaned himself up in the bathroom and again, without caring about himself.

To wake up Aretha was trouble. The bottom is sore. His voice was hoarse when even just to call Anshell for help.

She cried last night until she finally fell asleep. That demon really made him suffer like he said.

Aretha chose silence, trying as hard as possible to endure such excruciating pain. Perhaps he would die with the pain that was running through him.

Yeah, Aretha chose to die for her life for what?

Everything's free.

Before long, the door opened and Anshell appeared. The man stood on the doorstep with one hand drying his wet hair.

Ever since he came out, his eyes could not be seen Aretha who was still on the bed. The girl moved restlessly in the position that picked her up.

Anshell swung his legs walking closer to his bed. Aretha cried with a groan of pain.

“Why are you, hmm? Want another drama?” ask Anshell.

The man had no sense of pity at all. His flat face was completely insensitive and did not feel guilty for last night's actions.

“I asked. Why are you crying, huh?”

Aretha sobbed her head. “Jawab, Aretha!” snapped Anshell.

“Sick, An—”

Anshell flicked the white blanket over his eyes when he saw the bottom of Aretha who was plain covered in blood so that it inundated the bed sheet.

Although he was surprised, the man casually walked towards his suitcase. Anshell picked up a box of medical devices and a box of medicines that he carried everywhere.

“I will give the medicine by injection to stop the bleeding,” Anshell said as he prepared with a needle filled with the drug in it.

Aretha was bleeding and it was because of the last night that never stopped raising his wife when the hassrattnya never stop wanting to worship the wife.

Honestly, Aretha's body made her not want to stop. Anshell had opium on the body of the wife who had been keeping her chastity.

Anshell takes warm water to cleanse Aretha's body and then cleans the part of the body that has blood on the part of Alanna.

Though the man did not need to do something like this considering he still hated Aretha who was secretly together with Darren.

But then again, the woman grimacing in pain was his wife. He could not ignore the woman anyway until Aretha was like this.

After Aretha's body was clean, he also helped Aretha who continued to refuse not want to be helped using her pajamas.

Anshell picked up her phone and contacted someone while looking at the neat and dreamy Aretha.

“Sit first in the living room for breakfast. I've asked Ken for housekeeping calls to tidy it up and replace it with a new one,” Anshell said.

When Anshell's hand touched her skin, Aretha reflex's body shook just as it had when the man gave her the injection of medicine.

“I can do it myself!” aretha refused to be carried.

Anshell snorted softly, the man closed his eyes for a moment and let Aretha walk like the tortoise in front of him.

Anshell couldn't wait to see Aretha who looked grimacing despite just one step. He was annoyed and directly carried Aretha from behind.

Aretha's loud scream with a contorted body made Anshell look up at the woman in front of him.Aretha's body almost released when he did not quickly realize to hold the wife's body.

“Why you, Re?”

Aretha covered her face with both hands with a bent body. The woman did not reply but sobbed with a body that trembled violently.

“Let go of me—”

“You will fall if I let go, Re?” anshell looked at Aretha in confusion.

Aretha again sobbing. “I beg. Lower me,” Aretha said with trembling lips.

Anshell did not care about the woman's plea, even though Aretha's body trembled and cried.

Anshell did not let go of her sling and finally the man took Aretha to sit on the balcony of the middle room.

Aretha immediately shuffled and covered her face with her two hands. The woman didn't want to see Anshell.

Yeah, every time he touches Aretha's body. The woman trembled violently, as she cleaned up all the blood on her body even though the woman only bit her lower lip even though a sobbing sound was heard by her ears.

“Re, eat yuk. Fill your stomach first let it not hurt.”

Anshell sat next to the sofa. The woman was silent while covering her face.

Aretha did not answer what the woman was doing just sitting down covering her face.

“Re...” Anshell touched Aretha's shoulder.

His gaze grew as Aretha's body trembled again.

“Leave me. Later I will eat it,” Aretha said. His voice tone that sounded hoarse can also be heard the woman was frightened.

Aretha kept quiet. “Re. Don't bite your lips. It's been bleeding,” Anshell said.

For some reason he was suddenly sad to see the state of Aretha. The woman does not want to be touched and does not want to see it. Aretha now seems to be torturing herself.

“Re..”

“Don't touch me, An. I beg you to go!” aretha Pinta.

Ken who had just arrived in Anshell's room immediately approached the newlyweds who were on the balcony.

“What did you call me, Shell.”

“Call housekeeping to clean and replace my bedroom!”

“Oh...” replied Ken short, both eyes looking forward where Aretha sat hugging both knees.

“Why?” ask Ken, kepo.

Anshell took a long breath. “Entahlah. No more snatching want to see me.”

Ken laughed softly. “Cie newlyweds bring ngambek melolo. Don't be rude to him. Honestly, I pity to see it, Shell.”

Yes, Ken was like a friend to Anshell even though the man's job was to find everything he knew. No matter the company and other things, Ken always intervened to help Anshell.

“Do not hurt your wife, women like her are rare.”

“Tau what are you?”

“Haish. You will regret if you make a wound to his heart even though you have a big grudge on his parents because of the murder case.

"But it was not on his son that you avenged him.

“He knows nothing, Shell!”

Ken patted Anshell's shoulder. “I don't need your advice, Ken!”

“Ah, yes. You will never want to listen to it because your heart is always held in grudge at this time.

"But, one time my words will make you regret if you do not start from now holding all that grudge against him.”

“Ya, already. I'll call housekeeping.”

“And ask hotel people to buy me a soft mattress!” pinta Anshell stared at Aretha who had started to feed her breakfast even though oats.

“What's wrong with the mattress?”

“Less cushioned. I don't like it!” anshell said lie.

The bed was wet with Alea's blood and water as Anshell wiped directly on the bed.

“Ah well I will ask to contact the hotel manager!” answer Ken.

“Prepare the plane later in the afternoon. I'm going back to Singapore. I can't stay here long to spend this damn honeymoon!” the word Anshell made Ken's forehead shrivel.

“What's wrong with this honeymoon?”

Anshell kept silent while looking dejectedly at Ken. “Do not talk much to you. Just do!”

Anshell went and approached the eating Aretha looking at the view of the sea and the mountain in front of her.

Anshell was standing right in front of Aretha. The woman bowed her face even though she knew Anshell was in front of her.

“Sore we will return to Singapore. I don't want to be here because it's a waste of my time!” emphatically.

Aretha just kept quiet while stopping her fifth spoon.

“Later in the evening you have to take a medical check up to run some of those donor tests!”

Again, Aretha simply remained silent without answering.

“You have to eat a lot. You must be healthy and do not disappoint me!” resolute Anshell again with a cruel look even though Aretha did not see it.

The woman took a deep breath and placed the bowl on the sofa table. Aretha casually sipped on the herbal tea.

“Then if the donor's results do not match how? Do I have to return your money and be free from you—cancel marriage tips?” aretha said, rasping.

He's not ready to see Anshell. For some reason when I saw that face, last night's shadow frightened her.

Anshell grunted softly. “Then I will kill you myself, Aretha! I myself will take all of your organs after that—”

Aretha's body trembled again. “I will preserve your body and I will display your body in my room so that someday when your family searches for you I will show it.”

Her tears came back. “On your family how his son sacrificed only for five billion dollars and also as my revenge on a family of killers like you!” anshell said loudly.

“Shell. What is the size of the mattress in your room?” ken shouted when he contacted his men to buy a more soft mattress.

Anshell's sharp eyes made Ken snort in annoyance. The man finally walked over to Anshell's room. When he had just opened, Ken's eyeballs rounded wide.

There are clothes everywhere. The bed was no longer shaped which was more surprising red stains on so many red sheets.

“Crazy! How was his first night up to a lot of blood like this?” inner Ken.

He remembered Aretha who was suddenly silent. Allow Anshell…

“Shell what do you do to people's children, huh?”