LOVE & VENGEANCE

Offering Kindness!

“No need a lot of drama you use cry-crying kayak gini.

“Are you going to sell your tears to make me pity and love you?”

Aretha was silent with tears that kept bleeding.

“Spend your food and you don't want to not end up in the glass cabinet I'll display later?”

“Gosh,” said Ken as he approached.

The man took a breath for a moment while closing his eyes for a moment. “Lo, yah—”

Ken again threw his breath away, he was confused to talk to the man in front of him how Anshell was so cruel.

“Lo from earlier snapped lo wife continues, do you not have a heart, Shell?” said Ken defending Aretha who ever since she came the woman kept her face down.

“Lo already perkossa lo wife herself until the mattress lo blood all?” exclaimed Ken while staring at the cruelness of his own master.

“Lo don't have to interfere here, Ken. It's my business!”

“Yes, this is your business, but don't you have Anshell's heart! Even he to the point of shaking so and it's because of lo!”

Ken rubbed his face rudely, he had to say what to Jordan who always left Aretha to him.

“Lo will regret it later, Shell! Catch that!” ken said as he stepped towards where Aretha was.

Anshell glanced sharply. “Lo have contacted Gerry to arrange my return from here?”

Ken who was about to crouch also raised his body again.

“Gerry can't arrange a quick return to Singapore. Private ration you and all the crew has been sealed by Jordan and will be returned in two days!” ken said he'd contacted Gerry.

“Damn, Jordan!” decak Anshell wrathful.

He immediately contacted Jordan and asked for his return at the speed of the quarter Ken crouched back to see the state of Aretha who continued to bow his face while hugging both knees.

“Tha...” call Ken slowly.

Ken pulled out Aretha's hair to look at the woman's face.

I swear to what if Aretha's face was bruised by the demon, she would contact Jordan to tell Aaron Stone directly.

The one who can stop Anshell's behavior is only his own father. Anshell always bowed to Aaron Stone.

Aretha's back retreated backwards in the same lowered position.

“It's me Ken..”

“Go,” reject Aretha.

“Tha, if you are injured please say. I will help you from the cruelty of demons like Anshell.

“I'll talk to Jordan to talk about this. This is too much, Tha.

“I want to see you. Did Anshell hit you? If until the man hits you I will dismantle all of this myself,” Ken threatened.

Aretha was silent for a moment, if Anshell's plan was revealed to the two masters, it was Agita's fate that would be the stakes here and Aretha would not.

“I beg you, only Aaron Stone can stop Anshell's attitude,” persuade Ken again.

Slowly Aretha raised her head and then draped the child's hair blocking her face.

 “Anshell didn't hit me,” Aretha said, her body shaking back.

Ken exclaimed in relief. “Excuse my lord, Tha.”

Aretha again lowered her head. “You don't have to apologize for him.”

“Please prepare your team for tonight as well. we will do that test,” Anshell said giving an order to Kevin.

Hearing that, Aretha grew even more frightened. Ken tried to hold Aretha's hand to calm down and not have to be afraid.

Unfortunately, the woman screamed loudly with fear that made Ken shocked.

Anshell hurriedly walked over to Aretha and looked at Ken who was standing at Aretha's calm.

“Why did you make him kayak gini, Shell?”

Ken's voice rang out when he saw Aretha continue to cry and scream.

Anshell scooped her face and carried Aretha into her carriage not to be there.

Aretha could plunge from the balcony and that was not her wish at all.

Ken could not bear to see the state of Aretha, even the woman could only be soothed after Anshell gave an injection of tranquilizer.

Aretha's tears did not stop breaking with a weak body.

“Come out,” expel Anshell on Ken.

“And don't tell me, Jordan. I can handle this,” he continued.

Ken with a heavy heart left Aretha the cruel face of Anshell who did not want to be denied, the more he forced himself to be here it would endanger Aretha.

Anshell sat next to Aretha when Ken was gone.

“Do not cry, Re.”

Anshell wiped away Aretha's falling tears.

“Why are you this cruel to me, An. Why should I bear the mistakes I never knew from my parents.”

"Who else should I answer to, hmm? If your parents were still around, I would have killed him. But...."

"You're evil. I hate you, An!"

“This is, I, Re. The real Anshell Damarion Stone. So if you wish I'd be all right and do you as a real wife, that's impossible. So don't expect big on me!”

“Isn't that bad of you to me, An?”

“Do you think I can just forget my grudge against your family, hmm?”

Anshell pulled the corner of her lips forming a frightening smile.

“It's not that easy, Re. I offer my kindness to you with the aim that I will try to slowly forget my grudges slowly.”

Aretha's body was limp, even she was difficult to move her hands and feet.

“Are you going to do that test?”

“Ya,” Anshell reply quickly.

“But my condition is still weak and still sick, An.

“Can you give me a minute to recover it?” aretha Pinta.

Honestly, Aretha was afraid of competing for the test.

“Do you want me to perkossa again like night, hmm?”

Aretha's eyeballs rounded wide, his breathing again hunting.

Unfortunately, his body was so hard to move that if he could he would leave this city and stay away from Anshell.

“I don't care about your circumstances, Aretha. You want to get sick anyway, you have to follow my orders!” asserted Anshell does not want to be denied again.

In the afternoon, all the goods Anshell and Aretha had been transported by Ken's men.

Aretha who walked behind even, frowned as one leg stepped out.

The pain at the bottom was inevitable that Aretha could do just crying.

“Gosh. You're still here huh?” anshell exclaimed loudly making Aretha wipe her chest, startled.

“Can't you walk fast?” yell again.

Anshell snorted with a breath while looking at Aretha. Really, that woman pissed him off.

Aretha walked very slowly, surpassing the snail and also the turtle. Even he was still inside the room while he was already close to heading for the main exit.

Aretha was at a good distance away.

“You hampered my return to Singapore, Aretha!” snapped Anshell.

“Quick the road!” snarl Anshell again.

Aretha nodded softly without even wanting to see Anshell. Aretha took a deep breath and exhaled slowly. He also stepped back to the front. Truly, even one step he could no longer. It really hurts.

The bottom is scuffed and sore. The bottom of Aretha was still bleeding so she had to use a sanitary pad.

“Quick Aretha!”

“I can't walk fast, An. Mine is abrasive and it is not a sore anymore but mixed with my pain,” Aretha said trying to answer in self-defense.

“Ck! So much drama, you!” exclaim Anshell growled.

Anshell stepped out again, and Aretha still did not come out of her room.

“Arethaaaaa..” Shouted Anshell loudly in the middle room.

How else, to run even he was no longer able to.

Aretha wiped away her tears and again tried to walk quickly ignoring the growing pain radiating to her stomach.

The two eyes of Aretha met with Anshell who went back inside.

The man with his vicious face pulled Aretha's hand to walk following her quick steps.

Clearly, Aretha's body would fall because of the pain that could not be held again until the pantatt landed first on the granite floor blup sounding.

The pain can no longer be avoided.

Aretha cried out with both hands holding her stomach which was very sick. Fresh blood flowed from both feet.

“Do not crybaby, Aretha. I don't like that whiny, spoiled attitude of yours!”

Aretha raised her face looking at Anshell. “Oath, An. It hurts so bad. I don't want to indulge in a demon like you, An.

“Why don't you help me so you can walk fast. So I'm not hampering your time,” Aretha said.

“What? Help you?”

Anshell ruffled waist. “If you don't want to help me get to your yacht at least you help me carry a wheelchair so I can sit down. I swear, I hurt my feet to move.”

“Ck! Not yet anything your drama is amazing, Aretha!”

Aretha lowered her face. He already did not want to argue anymore with the stubborn Anshell as well as the jerk.

Ken was wide-eyed, and the man came quickly to Aretha.

“Your default basis, Shell!” ken crouched down in front of Aretha.

“You're bleeding again?”

Aretha silence. “I'm sorry I carried you, Tha. Let you quickly get to yacht.”

Anshell didn't care, the man just walked away leaving the two men. Ken carried Aretha with fresh blood continuously dripping.

“Your face is pale, Aretha. I'll call Anshell to give you the medicine.

Aretha shook her head slowly. “Maybe dead is better Ken than I live I don't think I can be the months of Anshell.”

“Ssttt don't say that, instead you have to be strong, Aretha. For your grandmother and your sister. You must be strong for them.”

Aretha wiped away her tears.

“If I die, may I ask you to take care of my grandmother and my sister?”