Marrying a Mysterious Man

Don't touch my Jackson

Along the way home from Surabaya to Jakarta, Jackson continued to think about the mistake about the departure of Kalala, which he realized that he had been lied to.

“Where did they go? Is it possible for Kalala to join the babymoon with Shira and Akash? But where did they go? And why did it have to be midnight when they left?” muttered Jackson who was now daydreaming in the car.

“I have to see Edwin today too, I also have to check Akash's house, I have to find out where they went until it has been more than a week they have no news,” murmured.

Exactly at 13:00 pm, Jackson had arrived at the apartment area occupied by Haru—.

“Tomorrow, you may take a day off,” Jackson said as Haru got out of his car.

“Good, Sir. Thank you for bringing me here,” he replied politely.

Jackson nodded, then closed the windshield and ordered the driver to return to drive his car home.

Arriving at home, Jackson looked in wonder at the yard area of his house which was filled with several black cars that he did not recognize.

“Whose car is this? Is there an event at home?” he muttered as soon as he got out of the car.

The net is still around observing every license plate of the car lined up in his yard.

Suddenly a noise was heard from inside the house. Hurriedly Jakcson set his long legs running into his house. And when he opened the door, then turned to the left where the guests were, he was so surprised to see one of the mob bosses who was clutching tightly the collar of the shirt his father used.

“Dad!” jackson shouted so worriedly as he ran over to Baker. But his body was immediately held back by several men in black suits who blocked in front of him.

“Sorry, you must not interfere with this problem,” said one of the mafia's bosa men.

“Know me right now where is your son, Baker?!” shouted Marvel, one of the bosses of the organ mafia who can speak Indonesian.

“I don't know!” baker replied firmly.

The two stared at each other so sharply, looking at each other's neutrals with a roar of increasingly turbulent emotions inside the chest.

“Say now, Baker!!!” marvel shouted increasingly emotionally. “For your son, I have to lose billions!”

“You tell me where your son is, or I'll kill you!” threaten Marvel's.

Baker just kept quiet and didn't answer, and then he smiled as if he was mocking Marvel's words. “Kill it if you can,” added Baker so firmly.

“Hey fucker! How dare you threaten my father!” jackson shouted for a second as he heard the heavy conversation between the mob boss and his father.

Marvel glanced sharply at Jackson, slowly squeezing both hands tightly into Baker's collar, he let go. Makes Baker breathe again.

However, just as Marvel was about to switch closer to Jackson, Baker's hand held his arm tightly, gripping him with full force.

Marvel immediately turned around, looking at his arm that was being gripped tightly by Baker.

“Do not involve him. He doesn't know anything about this!” baker.

“Oh .. so, this is your youngest child?” marvel asked while pulling his arm out of Baker's grasp. Staring at Jackson from head to toe.

“Dad! What's going on, Dad? Why are these people so disrespectful to you?” jackson asked shouting, still trying to escape the grasp of two mafia people who blocked his body.

“You shut up, Jackson! This business let me handle it. You won't know anything about this!” baker added, glancing seriously at Jackson.

Hearing Jackson's voice and the name of his son mentioned by Baker, Asten who had been silent in the guest room, he could not stand it, he could not hide anymore when the presence of his son was known by the mafia. And he went straight out, and how surprised Asten was when he saw his son was being banned by the mafia.

“Jackson!” sten Hsiteris shouted from behind the door. Everyone looked directly at Asten.

Asten is the center of their attention.

Baker gave a rude snort, knowing that his wife had come out of the room.

“Sial! Why did he even come out,” muttered Baker inwardly.

Because if the business is like this, it must be dragged and involved with this problem, not only Baker, but Jackson and Asten will be the stakes.

Asten ran up to his favorite son, he tried to release Jackson from the check of the two mafia people.

“Let go of my son! You can't hurt him!” sten shouted hysterically, trying to remove the hands of the two bodyguards from Jackson's arms.

Jackson also jumped out of the strong woe of the big man. “Let go of me!” jackson stared intently at the two beads belonging to the large-bodied mafia that still tightly blocked his arm.

“Have your men release my son right now, Marvel!” baker firmly glared at both of his eyes.

“Take off my son right now, Marvel! He doesn't know anything about this!” baker shouted increasingly to reinforce his words.

Seeing how angry Baker was when his son became his lure, Marvel's brain became increasingly revolving. And he realized, if the young man named Jackson, turned out to be an important part of Baker. Before the boy was present, Baker responded to all his threats and anger with a cynical smile, but it was different when his wife and son were his targets.

“Take him to the car,” Marvel told the boys. Who was met with a quick nod by the two big men.

“No!” agen shouted increasingly hysterically, the middle-aged woman blocked the bodies of the two large-bodied men. Crying forbids her child to be taken by them.

“No one can take my son!” his screams are becoming.

Baker who saw the tears and shouted his wife, he was increasingly unbearable. The emotional turmoil that he had been holding back, now had to be evaporated.

If it had been fished like this, he could not stay still.

“Supervisor!!” baker's screams let out an enormous voice thundering and squealing in everyone's ears.

Even Marvel was stunned to hear the incredible scream from Baker's mouth. The man who is currently his opponent.

“Jaga in front!” he continued shouting loudly.

And breg! All the guards who had been silent at the emergency point, all gathered and stayed in front of the terrace of the house, even some of them stood guard at the point of the emergency doors.

All of Baker's bodyguards took out revolver pistols from his pockets. Then he directed it to two mobsters who were about to drag Jackson out of the house.

“Stop!” marvel exclaimed as the guns were presented to his men.

“Let go of Jackson now!” agen shouted still trying, the woman continued to force the muscular man to release his checks from Jackson's arms. Jackson was the same he tried so that he could escape, but it turned out his strength was very far from the two big-bodied men.

“Plan B!” marvel shouted, which made Baker's forehead instantly groan.

And at once, one of the Marvel guys released Jackson's arm, but one of them immediately pulled Jakcson's hands back, and he put a new knife out of his pocket.

Asten, who saw him screaming in fear, cried more and more hysterically when his son's neck was blocked by a sharp knife.

“No!!! Don't hurt my son!” he shouted with a body that felt weak and trembling.

Baker who saw the action of his Marvel men he immediately pulled tightly collar shirt worn Marvel.

“Job! How dare you!” the clamour was pressing, with his hands clenching tighter in the collar of a Marvel shirt and his hands beginning to shake in fear that Jackson would be hurt by the sharp knife.

“Take off my son right now, Marvel! Or I'll kill you and your bajuos*you're with it!” the screams are getting emotional.

Marvel even smiled cynically, following Baker's style that had underestimated his threat. “Just do it if you can,” he said softly smiling sarcastically, condescendingly.

At once, Baker pushed hard on Marvel's body, throwing it hard.

“Damn it!” he shouted, directly punching Marvel's face as hard as possible.

Bugh! One fist that floated right in Marvel's nose, making Marvel's nose immediately bleed, even a sense of dizziness that attacked his head.

And just as the fist was about to return Baker lay on Marvel's face, Asten's scream stopped him.

“No!!! Don't kill my son!” agen shouted as the knife touched a little skin Jackson's neck, until Jackson's neck slightly bleed.”

Baker saw that he was so shocked and getting emotional. He's been caught in the Marvel trap.

“Damn it! How dare you touch my Jackson!” baker shouted, his feet approaching the two men.

“One more step you forward, your son's neck will break!” exclaim Marvel, immediately make Baker's step stopped immediately.

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Seriate...

Waduh the conflict has started to peak, mayo anyone can guess, how the continuation will be? Who will be the victim in this novel?

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