Love Lembayung Dusk

Chapter 22 Thugs

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At once Dinda gasped in shock because her hand was captured by the thug. Dinda who was unable to martial arts, clearly felt a little frightened.

However, even so Dinda also knew a little about martial arts. He instantly realized.

Turning his hand while Dinda's right foot was raised directly kicked the sensitive area of the thug.

"Aaa njiying," the thug screamed in pain.

Dinda immediately ran from beside the downcast thug while cupping her area that got a kick.

"Hey, don't run you." The other thug immediately ran up to Dinda and reached for her shoulder.

Taking the hand perched on his shoulder, Dinda twisted the hand while turning around. Back his leg kick in the same area as his partner earlier.

"Awww, bangg sattt," the thug whirred, like his friend.

Finding an opportunity to get away from that place, without barlama-long Dinda immediately ran.

"Pursue Him" take the first thug to be the victim of Dinda's kick.

"Awas aja, if caught," said his partner limped after Dinda.

While running fast, Dinda looked back .. and because of his actions, he almost fell.

A little more Dinda arrived between the bordering alley and the main road, as well as the two thugs who were about to catch him.

The situation is already late afternoon and people who are busy with all their activities in welcoming before breaking their fast, making the streets in the alley was indeed quiet.

Just when Dinda made it outside the alley, Dinda was almost hit by a motorbike.

"Can't you, if the guy sees the road?" asked the motorist looking at Dinda sharply in anger.

Dinda did not care about the anger of the man who almost hit her, She was more worried about the thugs who followed her.

Ignoring the motorbike rider, with breathless reflex Dinda looked back and together with the two thugs stopped from a distance of several meters.

All of that did not escape the attention of the driver of the big motorbike.

"Are they chasing-," not yet finished the sentence uttered by the rider, Dinda was already running about to head to his restaurant.

The two thugs who have a personal grudge against Dinda, slowly follow her. While the person who had almost crashed and had to be forced to stop the direction of his motorbike, not willing to take his eyes off the interaction of the three.

With a quick movement, install the footing of the motorbike and immediately go down to stop the movement of the two thugs.

"Stop ..!!" his orders to the thugs while approaching.

"You want kenana, you guys? Do you want to chase the woman?" the man asked casually after the two thugs glanced at him.

From a distance, Dinda turned her head, and disappeared from the sight of the three men.

Being stopped by the rider, the two thugs lost Dinda.

"Si4alan, don't interfere ..!!" The thug pushed the motorcycle driver's shoulder rough and angry.

Not yet pulled his hand back, the hand was already responded by the man riding the motorbike. Without any expression, the fingers of the thug are dim4s and bent.

"Awww..awww," said the thug complaining of enduring pain.

"Anjiingg .. let go of his hand," hardened his partner.

Seeing his friend screaming with his legs slightly in a jit, then he wanted to break the hand that links.

"Aaaaa," he screeched, before the hand managed to separate.

As easy as turning the palm, the man riding the k4w4s4ki motorbike, the Ninj4 ZX-25R immediately kicked them in turns.

Not accepting the treatment of that person, the two beat simultaneously which casually dispelled the person. Twist the hands of the thugs before finally returning to give the gifts on their stomachs even harder.

Sitting with a alert gaze slowly the two got up from the ground, suddenly their guts instantly shrieked as the person looked at each other.

"Do you want, again?" asked the man with a cold aura.

"Kabur ... blur ..," invite one of them not to ask questions.

The man looked at those who were running around, with a look of hatred.

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With a gontai move, Dinda returned to the front of her restaurant.

"Sister Adin," the voice that Dinda was very familiar with stopped Dinda's steps.

"Mil," cried Dinda.

"Where the hell is that? I was waiting! Didn't I tell you, get ready?" cerca Kaamil grumbled in annoyance.

"Sorry, you had a little need outside" elak Dinda gave an excuse.

The man who was next to Kaamil, stole Dinda's attention.

"Your Friend?" guess Dinda glanced at the guy.

"Yes, she's Mara. Mara .. This is My Brother."

Dinda welcomes the woman's helping hand and introduces herself, who turns out to have dimples on both cheeks when smiling sweetly.

"Friends, or friends," asked Dinda ambiguously as she lowered her eyebrows.

Kaamil clucked, while his friend smiled clumsily. "Buruan, I'll stay" Kaamil said, turning towards the car parked in the parking lot.

"Come on Mara," Dinda held the hand of the woman whose hair was shoulder-length and slightly wavy.

"Come on Brother."

Dinda heaved a sigh of relief because apart from the two thugs earlier and they would be home soon. Instantly, Dinda's memory delves deeper into the figure of the man who almost hit her.

Although the man was wearing a helmet, Dinda recognized his voice and motorcycle.

'Mas Candra.' murmured Dinda.

On travel ....

"Big brother, where the hell is he going?" kaamil's question drew Dinda's consciousness from her daydream.

"Well! Oh, that ... earlier Brother gave the manager takjil," said Dinda was surprised to immediately give an excuse.

Kaamil nodded while glancing at the two.

"So, are you in an office with Kaamil?" ask Dinda later.

Kaamil glanced in annoyance. Not because of the question of the Big Brother, but because no one wanted to sit in front with him, he was like a driver.

"Yes, sister," replied Mara politely.

"I used to take a motorcycle, brother. But this morning, suddenly my bike broke down. So to the office by taxi, and we happen to go home one way and Kaamil bargained to go home together," he explained did not want Dinda misunderstood.

"Ohh ...." Dinda rounded her lips while nodding.

"Are you guys dating?" ask Dinda to the points.

"No" replied Kaamil quickly.

"No," Mara answered.

"If you are dating is also okay, really," said Dinda relaxed.

"He already has a fiancee, brother," Kaamil explained.

"Ohh, do you have a fiance? Which man, his fiancee? It must be far, huh?" cercar Dinda, thinking that Mara was accompanied by Kaamil.

"This man too, sister," said Mara smiling softly.

Dinda frowned. If you have a fiancee here too, why not ask to be picked up by the fiancee! What if Mara's fiancee sees a lover among other men.

"Ohh," that's all Dinda can say.

The situation in the car was pleasant, as they engaged in a light conversation. However, more precisely Dinda san Mara, because it leads to the realm of women.

Kaamil drove Mara first, and then they went home together to Mother Vita's house.

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