Married a Cold Boss

series II‐eps 14

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Shaka is forced to take his sister to the hospital, where Laisa is tied to a bed because she continues to rebel very strongly. Even the psychiatrist who had been dealing with the hardships calmed this hysterical Laisa.

"Dok, do you love the medicine again doc. Don't tie my sister up like this" Shaka's pinta was so unbearable with her sister.

"Don't, it could kill your younger brother young master. This time your sister really needs her emotional control."

Shaka rubbed his face rough, he was so clueless as to what else to do now. He went out and vented his anger by banging on the hospital wall. Nakila was so heartless, she stopped Shaka and pulled him into her arms.

"Pacify yourself Shaka, all you need is a strong one" said Nakila stroking Shaka's back.

"I'm really not a big brother, I'm just so late my sister came back to live in her trauma."

Nakila unraveled her embrace, aligned her provincial face while tidying up Shaka's messy hair.

"Believe everything will be fine. She must be strong because her brother is also strong for her."

"Shaka," cried Arga from a distance.

Shaka straightened his body and prepared to welcome his parents. Arnez pulled Nakila a little away from her master's body, because she knew what was coming next.

Arga came and immediately gripped the collar of his son Shaka's shirt, he who was overcome with anxiety could not think clearly.

"What happened to your sister, why did she relapse so badly!"

"Take it easy, baby" said Letta holding her husband's hand.

Not to blame this on Shaka as her brother, but Arga has his own way of holding back the dangerous desires that have been put to sleep over the past few years.

(flash back on)

It all started when Laisa had just entered high school, because the jump class finally Laisa graduated first than Mira who was her age. At first everyone was happy about it but the smile and laughter faded away when Laisa came home with the glass.

They did not think that Laisa would experience bullying at her new school, there was no Mira who always helped her make Laisa not want to make problems that would harm her.

But the thought made them bully because they were considered weak, one day Laisa came home in a tattered uniform and a torn skirt everywhere. Shaka's blood boiled to see the condition of his sister, he who had been silent now could not resist the turmoil in him.

"Akh, motherfucker!"

"Boy is calm" said Arga, calming his son.

"How can you calm down if my sister is harassed like this reward, how is it!"

"Papa knows, we're going to take the legal route for this. They're still in boy's protection."

"Hem. Papa knows, I actually already know anyone who dares to hurt my sister. Their hands are too dirty to be left in good health" he said grinning.

Arga also letta was surprised to see the look of the eye kill on his son, something different from Shaka but the two did not know what it was. But the look in his eyes made Letta so unreasonable, there was a feeling of fear that came along with his anxiety.

Shaka who is too emotional driving his car at full speed, in his mind now only wants to find the bastards who dare to touch his sister.

Shaka arrives at a warehouse that turns out to be their headquarters, the upperclassman who bullies Laisa.

Brug, brug,

Shaka kicked the door until it made a loud bang. Everyone inside was so shocked, they were surprised by the intimidating arrival of Shaka.

"Whoa loe, how dare to enter my headquarters."

"Remember, I'm Laisa's sister shaka."

"Oh, he's an idiot, I mean, hahaha," everyone laughed at Shaka.

"A lot of bacots," Shaka exclaimed as he advanced against all of them.

One-to-nine, Shaka was outnumbered but he was more stubborn in such brilliant tactics. Once the teachings of Shaka have paralyzed almost everything, there are still a few leftovers that hurt his eyes so much.

"Ber, stop or I'll call the police" the high school boy threatened.

"Report, please report. Because before the police came I had finished loe."

They were afraid of Shaka who was like a fidelity, his strike was really full of energy to leave a scar of pain as well as lebab so deep.

Krakkk, krakk,

Shaka broke their hands, twisting with a dumb stare until a knock on the bones.

"Aakkkkhhh" they shouted one by one.

Unsatisfied with that, Shaka suddenly pulled out a knife from inside his pocket. A folding knife that is so rare in this world, the knife is so beautiful that it can carry you covered in blood. Shaka lost control of his control, darkened his eyes and pointed the knife at the boy's stomach.

Luckily the knife missed because the high school boy avoided it.

Shaka climbed on top of the man's body, playing with his penknife on his face. The man was so frightened that he involuntarily wet the bed. Shaka raised his knife, he could not stand the depraved man who was now under him.

"Died loe."

"Stop!"

The knife stopped in the air, Shaka was silent he did not know what he was watching. He recognized the voice of the cry, the voice that had always been a palanquin to him.

"Don't kill him brother, Shaka please let go. Here's the same as me brother."

"Slowly, this hand that had dared to touch my beloved sister," stared in horror at the man's arm.

"Gue will teach you how it feels to be so painful than a humiliation" Shaka continued.

"Akkkhhhhh," a shriek of pain filled the headquarters area. Everyone couldn't believe what he saw.

Shaka who is always quiet turns out to be that terrible. Shaka repeatedly thrust his penknife into the man's hand.

The screams of agony, the cries of cruelty so loud teasing. Teasing to kill him.

"It's not much, just wait."

(flash back off)

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