Mr. Security, Marry Me...!!!

53 - There Begal

They did not realize that three pairs of eyes had been watching them from behind a tree not far from where they had stopped.

The wild look they gave to the figure of a woman who was already the wife of a man she loved.

Beautiful face with clean white manicured skin, making the minds of the three of them ventured into the air. So that they have bad intentions on the woman who is hugging her husband.

They look around, deserted! After making sure it is safe. They came out from behind a tree and walked closer to the couple.

“Halo beautiful..” Gondrong-haired man who looks very messy, red eyes, dirty, mustachioed, matted shirt with shirt buttons open half so as to show his chest overgrown with fine hair.

Haiisss.. have used to show off the chest again, if it is white or clean, maybe there are still girls who are clamps. Lah this? Yes greetings.othor tepuk jidat, mabok laot othor suddenly.

“Who are you?” tanya Ibra tried to calm down, but do not ask the heart of the babam Ibra. It's like marching band, dug gedug... That's about the rhythm of the babam's heart.

The three men looked at each other, before long they burst into laughter.

“You name? We who? Hahahaha.” The gondrong man again laughed after saying, it seems like he is the head of his gang because only he continues to talk. His teeth alone were so yellow, it might have been a century that the gondrong man did not brush his teeth, do not imagine! Fish in the pond owned by Mbok Maryam alone may be directly koit when the dragon blows.

“You know not yes.?” the word gondrong again sounds very annoying.

Indeed kampret emang the gondrong, dare to test the patience of babam Ibra. No manners, who would allow him to be in an othor novel? ask at the club also nih the gongon, do not know what other people are dating. Just interrupt, huffff!

Ibra clasped his wife's hand on her shoulder tightly. While Nura herself did not show any reaction she stared flatly at the three men before them.

“What do you want?” Ibra stared intently at the three men in front of her.

Oh my God, how is this? Inner Ibra was worried.

The streets of the village were very quiet, there were no residents passing by at the hour like this time. Because the people have gone downstairs and also to the fields. Ibra is increasingly worried about his wife, especially the condition of his legs are paralyzed. How will he protect Nura from those men.

“We want what?” asked the gondrong with one eyebrow raised. “Of course we want this beautiful woman. Looks like a little fun with her is fine, isn't it so pretty?” The gondrong soaked his lips looking passionately at Nura.

“Do not be insolent! Don't you dare touch my wife, or you will feel the consequences!”

“You heard, it turns out this beautiful woman is his wife.” The gondrong laughed lightly at Ibra, he looked from head to toe. “How are you going to protect her, while you're just helpless. You're a disabled man.” Ejek the gondrong.

“Once again you insult my husband, then your dirty mouth won't be able to speak anymore. My husband currently sits in a wheelchair. But he's much better than you can stand up but your attitude mines, daring to disturb married women. Like not going to school you.” Sarkas Nuras.

The long-haired man instead of being angry, he was increasingly attracted to Nura. Hearing Nura's voice made her male soul want the woman even more, the long-haired man stepped towards Nura who was standing behind her husband.

The woman further tightened the grip of her hand that was tied to her husband, Nura shifted her body to the side as the man approached. He almost vomited, the smell of the gondrong man was very strange to smell on his nose.

“You are very fragrant as it turns out,” said the gondrong with a grin on his slum face. With a glance in his eyes he gave the code to his two friends, those who understood the code immediately approached Nura.

Not yet had their hands touched Nura, a kick landed so beautifully right on the stomach of the two.

Bughh

Bughh

“Ya—the!” Ibra stammered looking in disbelief at his wife, Nura smiled sweetly at her husband. Then in seconds then staring intently at the gondrong, “Not that you have warned.”

The long-haired man smiled, then unexpectedly he pulled Ibra's wheelchair and then from behind his waist he pulled out a knife quickly pointed it at Ibra's neck.

“Retreat or I stab this knife into your deformed husband's neck!” with frequently.

Nura who did not expect her husband would be targeted, forced to take a step back. She had to divert the gondrong, in order to help her husband.

“Hei.. You guys wake up, catch that girl.” He told his two friends who had collapsed earlier, by enduring the pain in their stomachs they stood up and approached Nura.

Grep

"Take me off. How dare you touch me!" annoyed Nura, both of his hands were already held by the two men he was supporting earlier.

“Do not touch my wife,” cried Ibra rebelled no matter the tip of the knife hurt her neck.

“You dare to resist then your husband will meet his end.” Threaten the gondrong by pressing a knife on her husband's neck, because Nura stepped on the foot of one of the men holding his hand.

“Let go of my husband, do not hurt him,” roared Nura who saw blood flowing from the tip of the knife.

“You want your husband safe, then follow my wishes.”

“Brengseeek!!! Let go of my wife, I'd rather die than hand my wife over to a jerk like you.” Ibra shook her head with a pleading look at Nura.

Wh-aaaaall... At a time like this, I was completely useless. Helping my wife just can't, how I'm gonna protect her. Ibra cursed herself.

"Mas.. Mas stop. Stoop.. stop.. stop!" exclaimed Nura patting her husband's shoulder.

"What's the matter, baby?" alif asked, tilting his body slightly, looking at the Moon after his bike stopped.

"Turn around, in that fork. Buruaan!" Alif was confused according to his wife's request, he turned his motor back to the fork appointed by the wife.

"That's not Ibra the same as Nura, Mas?" They stopped right at the fork, the Moon pointed at the familiar figure as it passed by.

"Dear, it's them." Alif drove his motorbike to the road through Nura and her husband.

"Well they're in that begal, let's go tolongi Mas."

"When there's a begal in the village?"

"You begal or what cake, their tolongi hunt."

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