Mr. ARROGANT(I FOUND LOVE IN MY BOW)

PUNISHMENT FOR RISK

Tari, the spy whom Riska sent to slander Zain, was frightened when Iqbal looked at her so sharply .

"Kemari?.." Iqbal baritone sounds echoed in a special room, silver painted combined with Navy colors, only a few chairs are available around the long table in black, giving a feel of darkness. With slow steps and a trembling body, Tari approached Iqbal who was sitting in the main seat. Looks someone big, wearing a white shirt wrapped in a black suit, standing upright next to Iqbal.

"Dare you to be a traitor in my house" Iqbal said with a stern voice and an intimidating look.

"Ma-you mean what-what, sir?... I-I don't understand." Dari asked with a trembling and stammering voice.

"Still dare you tickle."

"Sorry sir, I'm khalaf."

"I hate traitors."

Come a woman carrying a tray containing tea then put it in front of Dance.

"Sit down and drink your tea" Iqbal said.

"But sir."

"Do I have to cut off your tongue so as not to always refute my orders."

With trembling hands Dance grabbed a cup of tea then drank it despite hesitation. Within seconds, he was unconscious.

"Send the rest of the salary and severance to his family in the village. And dump this woman in an inland tribe far from overpopulated and transportation without any supplies. Give a warning to everyone who works here." After giving the order, Iqbal got up and rushed away.

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"Byuuurr..." The flush of one bucket of water made Riska and Rangga wake up and cough."Uhuuukkk Uhuuukkk Uhuukkk..."

They were shocked and confused when they saw that the surroundings were dark with their hands shackled.

"Toloooooong."

"Riska." said Rangga when he heard Riska's voice.

"Ladders."

"I'm where."

"I don't know either. My hands can't move." said Rangga rebelled. They were silent when they heard the footsteps approaching.

"No, no, no.." the sound of shoes knocking on the floor, a tall figure appeared increasingly closer towards Riska and Rangga.

"JELDE." Lights on. It turned out that Riska and Rangga were sitting on a chair with their hands cuffed in an empty room. He saw Iqbal and 10 big-bodied thugs standing behind him.

"What are you doing?..." Rangga shouted furiously.

"Before playing with my subordinates, you should first investigate my background. You've been wrong to look for an opponent." said Iqbal with an intimidating look.

"Why are you holding us?." asked Rangga.

"I don't want to talk stale. Tell me whose child are you carrying?." said Iqbal.

"Of course it's Zain's son." Riska replied in a trembling voice of fear.

"Riska are you pregnant?.." asked Rangga with a surprised expression. Makes Riska roll lazy eyes.

"If it's Zain's son, it means you have to do a DNA test" Iqbal said casually, while Zain, who was eavesdropping on their conversation, was still anxiously waiting at the door.

"I don't want to do a DNA test, because it could be at risk of miscarriage. I don't want to abort this kid. I just want Zain to take responsibility for what he did."

"Kh..." Iqbal.

"Don't do. It could be my son." said Rangga.

"Close your mouth Rangga. This isn't your son. This is Zain's son."

"You forget, the night we slept together" said Rangga upset, he did not want Iqbal to do a DNA test that would endanger the content of Riska.

"Don't talk carelessly, Rangga." said Riska ketus.

"I'm not talking recklessly. You're jealous of Zain's woman, that night spent the night in his apartment. And take it out by having a beer at the night club."

"That's enough, stop. Don't go on." Riska screams in annoyance, the roar of tears free-falling from her eyes, still vividly remembered in her memories when she was jealous and angry to see Nadine enter Zain's private apartment, as her mind wanders imagining Nadine and Zain having an illicit relationship, Riska goes to a nightclub and is stalked by Rangga. Rangga had forbidden him to drink hard. But Riska ignored him, he continued to drink until unconsciousness and when he realized, he was hugging Rangga naked on the bed.

Iqbal himself arrested Rangga because he got information from his men if last month Riska was drunk at the Night Club and brought back to Rangga's house.

"Are you sure that the one he's carrying is your son?..."

"Of course, I'm pretty sure."

"Rangga, shut up. This isn't your son, but Zain's son."

"Impress this woman in front of him." Iqbal pointed at Rangga with his chin."Destroy his honor until there is nothing left." after giving the order, Iqbal stepped away.

"Don't, I beg you not to do it, sir." said Rangga Mengiba. Iqbal didn't care, he kept stepping. While the thugs are getting closer to Riska.

"Jangaaaaaaa... Nooooo..... Toloooo.... Please don't do this to me."

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