Milky

Part. 112

"Armgh!" the woman screams while holding her head that feels throbbing. His face was grimacing ugly, red and watery.

"Udah cave of love warning, but why are you still bengal too. You know who you're hurting?" Bima crouched down in front of Yola who was still grimacing in pain. The girl's face looked up slightly, glancing at Bima who was looking at her sharply.

"He's the cave brother. Do you know who Akmal is? He's a cousin to the cave. No more you come in him, because that cave will be you hadepin. Doesn't that mean you?" Bima pulled back the woman's hair and raised it. Yola's consciousness had disappeared.

"Deliver! You think I'm scared?" said brave.

Bima flicked her lips, her hands still tightly grasping the woman's hair. No one dared to stop him, they were too afraid to interfere.

"Lu must be afraid, Yola." Bima threw her hair while standing up and patting her clothes, "gua know who you are? Who is your father? Do you realize who you're looking for?" Bima hit Yola's bead sharply. He said that what he was going to say was something he should be afraid of.

"Lu's looking for trouble with the Pratama family, Yola. Gua believes you also know the consequences if you have problems with the Pratama family," said Bima who managed to make Yola's eyes widen as well as two friends.

Not only them, the people who crowded in the place were also shocked including Revi who was immediately helpless.

"Nasha? You ...?" Nasya smiled even though his jaw was still painful due to Yola, he gave a small nod. They looked at each other in disbelief, gulping nervous and anxious saliva.

"You're-you ...?"

"Dad lu was the marketing manager at the cave company, and the cave knows what your father was selling. He's corrupt. Get ready to stay on the streets, Yola!" Bima turned to Nasya who stood with his friend.

Quietly Revi settles about to escape, but Bima's eyes are more observant than what he thinks. He retraced the man's steps, watching the two meet. Bima threw an attack through the glare of his sharp eyes.

Bugh!

One punch floated down his face. Tearing the man's cheek meat until red liquid seeps in the corner of the lips. He fell down slammed into the ceramic floor of the cafe.

His lips were hissing, feeling a pain that tore through his cheeks. Bima stepped closer to her curled up body. He pulled the collar of the jerk's shirt to make him stand up straight.

"Udah cave love warning, don't try your sickin sister cave, but you're not at all horrified." Bima raised his fist for the second time. He returned helpless.

"Sorry, Brother. I'm sorry," please stare.

"Even if your cave sister is sorry, the cave can't give you an apology. Don't you take him anymore if you still want to live!" threaten her and turn around and leave. He grabbed Nasha by the shoulder and took her away from the cursed cafe.

"Don't you come to that fucking cafe anymore! Watch out!" threaten Bima after they sit in the car.

"Yes." Yeah." Nasya lowered his face.

Bima sighed with her hands gripping tightly at the steering wheel. His head turned to look at the face of the sister who was still down.

"Lu's okay? Is anyone sick?" ask her with an anxious tone. He gently touched Nasya's chin and raised it slowly. He saw the jaw of the girl while rubbing her slowly.

"It's not sick, brother. It's okay," said Nasya lowered Bima's hand from his chin, "thank you, Brother has come on time." He hugged Bima. His heart was very grateful for having an older brother like Bima.

The gentle sweep he received on the head of the man who is now his protector, the warm kiss on the crown he felt brought calm to his heart.

Yola cried as he pleased, he really did not expect if Bima and Nasya are descendants of Pratama. The most powerful man in town. Anyone knows how Great Lord Pratama. He was wise and wise, helpful to anyone in need, but also cruel to anyone who dared to harass his family.

"Yola, are you okay?" Two of Yola's friends came, while the others disbanded after giving a sneer to the woman who was still on the ground.

"Company, the son of a corruptor!" mocking friend Nasya while looking from the scene.

"No! He can't do that, he can't throw me in the street. The company belongs to Akmal, not to him. No!" cerocos Yola is not good. His appearance was messy, aut-sea hair, tears flooded the cheeks. Imagining her having to live on the streets, made Yola scream as loud as she could.

While at the restaurant, Razka again calls Khaira. This time he brought the girl into his room, talking specifically to her.

Wh-tok-tok!

"I, Master!" khaira.

"Lake in!"

The door opened slowly, Khaira closed it back almost without a sound. Step slowly as light as possible so as not to cause noise. He stood in front of Razka, not daring to raise his face in front of the authoritative man.

"Sit down!" Razka smiled to unravel the tension that was emanating on the girl's face.

Khaira slowly sat down, though tense she still tried to act calm. Shut up and wait for Razka to call him.

"Khaira's? How do I call you?" tanya Razka started the conversation. He reopened the file Khaira had given him when he arrived.

"You can call me Ara, sir," he said firmly. Razka nodded her head.

Khaira desperately held back the nervousness covering her heart, her hands squeezing the tip of the uniform she was wearing over her thighs. It feels moist because sweat begins to appear all over the body.

"Fuck? All right," Razka said after seeing Khaira nod her head, "are you and Bima friends?" the question is again taken by Khaira.

"How long has it been?" Khaira fell silent, thinking how well they knew each other.

"Since I was in school, sir. Third grade High School precisely," said Khaira while groping memory where he almost gave the crown of chastity to men if only it was not Bima.

Razka nodded her head again. He took a peek at the chocolate bead in front of him. The same bead seeds as Aulia and Aisyah's, bead seeds are soothing and warm when looking.

"Do you know who Bima is?" this question sounds ambiguous in the ears of the khaira. However, he could only nod, however.

"Kak Bima was a wild racer when I first met him. We have been friends since then and until now. All I know is that" said Khaira confidently.

"just that? Do you know her parents?" Khaira nodded at Razka's question.

"Allah ... Gpjt ...."