Marrying a Mysterious Man

Saving Kalala

“No, don't come near!” kalala shouted in fear.

The man grinned, rubbing his chin while staring at Kalala from top to bottom.

“You, really sexy yes, Beby.”

And when the man said to tease her with a lustful look, Kalala immediately ran away, running as fast as possible to leave the evil man.

“Tolooooong..” Kalala continued to run while trying to ask for help. However, ill-fated, due to his unsettled and unfocused self, his feet tripped over a stone that made him immediately drop on the asphalt, just below the coconut tree on the side of the road.

“Where are you going to the pretty girl?” said the evil man who had been chasing Kalala.

The man approached slowly. Kalala looked up, looking fearfully at the man's face. He tried to get up, but the pain in his leg, it was difficult to make him stand up.

“No, Bang, don't hurt me, you better just take all my stuff, don't come closer,” said Kalala who had been crying so scared.

The man ignored Kalala's words, he continued to approach with a grin, then he folded back the small knife in his hand.

“Tonight, you're mine, beautiful,” said the elder brother.

“No! Don't smear me.” Kalala tightened her crying. “Tolooong...” He screamed as much as possible, although his voice now sounded a little hoarse.

Ojek's brother, who was like a thug, poked Kalala's chin, lifting her with one index finger. Then crouch down with one knee bent right in front of Kalala.

“You are indeed beautiful, Beby,” he said directly clamping his chin with one hand.

Kalala closed her hands, with both hands squeezing the bag on her chest. And just as the man was about to land his kiss on Kalala's lips, Kalala first complained his eel with the man's nose so tight and hard.

“Aw! Goddamnit! How dare you!” The man growled even more with emotion, he immediately pulled out Kalala's shirt, and tore it apart tightly.

Brett!

Until now, some of Kalala's chest looks visible, especially the black BH that he uses is now visible in the eyes of the evil man.

Kalala increasingly rebelled, her bag had been thrown away by the evil man. Kalala shouted as if no one heard, because honestly, this street is very, very quiet and far from the housing of the residents. There were only gardens and coconut trees around.

“No! Don't!” Kalala continued to try, she rebelled, but it was in vain, she was outnumbered by the evil man.

Because Kalala who did not want to stay silent and continue to rebel, Kalala was slapped hard by the man.

Plaque!

Kalala's face slammed to the left. He grimaced more and more withstanding the pain in his cheek, his gaze was getting blurred. And Kalala was dragged to the side of the garden by the man. Kalala was already weak helpless, she could not do anything anymore because at this time her entire body felt paralyzed.

He could only cry lamenting everything. Her little heart was screaming, hoping God would help her.

The man stood up and opened his trouser belt, laughing impatiently, to enjoy the beautiful girl lying weakly beneath him.

“Ahaha, take it easy, Beautiful, tonight I will satisfy you here, hahaha,” he said, throwing the belt in any direction.

Kalala closed her eyes, with her tears breaking even more. “God ... Please me,” me with his voice that sounds weak.

The man had now encased Kalala's body, staring at Kalala with a full of nafssuu.

And just as the man was about to kiss Kalala's lips, suddenly ....

Bugh!

A hard blow from the bottle floated on the man's head. Even the bottle broke, making the man's head bleed immediately.

The motorcycle taxi driver immediately grabbed his head which was in tremendous pain.

“Damn it!” furious at the sight of the blood on his hand, he immediately turned to look at the figure of a man who was already standing holding a broken bottle in his hand.

“Job! Who are you huh? How dare you hurt me! Hiarghhh!” The motorcycle taxi driver screamed with emotion, with his sharp glare that seemed to be full of fire.

And without warning, a big fist from the taxi driver's hand floated towards the face of the handsome man who had injured him.

Wosh ....

“Damn it!” The motorcycle taxi driver, upset himself because it turns out the man he will fight is good at avoiding. He got back up and still tried to nail the face of the foreign man in front of him.

However, instead of hitting the target of his punch was even held by the hands of the handsome man. The two looked at each other, with hands still clashing with strength.

The eyes of the two were both sharpening, with sweat on their foreheads slowly popping up.

And the handsome man who hit the motorcycle taxi driver with the bottle was none other than Edwin, Akash's personal secretary.

And in a matter of seconds, Edwin's hand had moved quickly to hold the ojeker's wrist, and then he casually turned the ojeker's wrist up to 90 degrees, making the taxi driver scream in pain while swearing at him with harsh words.

Not wanting to lose just like that to Edwin, the motorcycle taxi driver tried to hit Edwin's leg using his foot. He was about to kick Edwin's leg, but Edwin who is martial arts, of course he was skilled in avoiding it. And again the work of the taxi driver failed.

And crack! There was the sound of a broken bone crack, which came from none other than the ojeker's wrist. And at that time the carpenter immediately shouted as loud as possible, had given up and finally he was in pain himself because now his hand had turned to 180 degrees from its initial position.

“Arghh... my hand!” he felt an incredible pain.

Regardless of the pain of the criminal motorcycle taxi driver, Edwin rushed to the woman who was currently sitting while hugging her knees near the bushes.

And how surprised Edwin was when he saw the woman was none other than Kalala, the fierce woman of his friend Shira.

“You?” peekik Edwin's.

Edwin immediately approached and held onto Kalala's shoulders, but Kalala immediately regained her body she tightened her cries, screaming that no one would touch her.

“No! Don't touch me! Don't touch me!” she screamed hysterically in fear.

“Hey, Miss fierce, calm down, it's me Edwin.”

“No! Don't come any closer!” he ignored Edwin's voice.

Edwin knew very well, the woman was now being surrounded by a very unusual fear. Edwin did not have the heart to see Kalala who had a random appearance, especially when he saw her clothes that had been torn until her chest was clearly visible.

Edwin immediately took off his bomber jacket, then covered it in the chest of Kalala. Kalala rubbed her two matans, she was a little calmer because it turned out that the man in front of her just wanted to help her.

Edwin was actually confused to call the name of the girl in front of him with what is called, because honestly he also forgot to never meet this fierce girl.

“Kalala,” murmured when he saw the name tag attached to the Kalala shirt.

“Kalala, relax, I'm Edwin his friend Shira, you remember not me?” edwin asked still trying to persuade Kalala to let the woman respond to him.

“Edwin theme Shira?” kalala asked suddenly with her voice that was already weak and her eyes were puffy could not see clearly the face of the man in front of her.

“Yes, you remember me don't you? Now, let me take you home,” said Edwin so worried.

“What? Home?” the question is weak, and suddenly, bruk ....

Kalala fell unconscious and fell back just like that on the bushes.

While the evil man was, the man had gone to seek help even if only on foot, because his hands could not be used to carry a motorbike.

“Hey, Kalala realized,” said Edwin pat Kalala's cheek trying to wake her up, but still no response.

And in the end, Edwin took Kalala into his lap, then put her in his parked car not far from there.

“Alright, I'll take you home, Kalala,” Edwin said directly stuck the gas his car drove at a high speed above average.

　

　

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