
Byurrs....
Cello opened his eyes slowly, a pain and headache instantly attacking him. Aware of what happened, his hands clenched tightly. His eyes warmed considering his wife was in a car that had fallen into a ravine.
Her body trembled violently withstanding the pain, if Alicia really went to leave her.
His tears just flowed, along with the water that he got.I imagine it turned out to be true this is not a dream.
Not far away, a woman laughed. See how fucked up the guy she adores.
Grisa, the woman in all-enclosed clothes, approached the cello. He sat down in front of a man who looked very pitiful.
"Hallo darling.."
The cello still didn't budge a bit. He is still devastated by the events that happened to his wife. The tightness that was afflicting him made him tremble nonstop.
Tsk...
Grisa grimaced to see the crying Cello. It turned out that the man's love for his wife was so great.
"I don't like to see you cry Cel. Marry me Cel.... I'll forget my father's revenge. If you're willing to marry me."
Cello was still silent, his lips tightly clenched. There was only a blank look, considering Alicia, his wife.
"Just..."
The new cello turned its attention to the woman in front of him. After screaming loudly in front of his face.
"Marry me, I'll bury my heartache on you. And I'll also forget my father's grudge against you, Cel.."
Tsk...
This time the screeching Cello heard what Grisa said to him.
"Until death I will never marry a prostitute like you."
Yeah, in a situation like this, cello can't control his emotions. It still provokes women who burn with jealousy and resentment. Cello should be able to lie to the woman with the temple to want. But in fact, Cello is not a man who likes to pretend.
Grisa clenched her hand hearing again Cello insulted her. Before long he stood up, undressing all the clothes that were stuck on his body. The cello who saw that mad woman was stripping her clothes screeched. Before long he smiled faintly looking at Grisa's disembodied body and also the pigtail. Nearly fifty percent of the body was visibly mottled.
"Look at Cel, look at my body being this ugly. It's all because of that damn woman."
"Stop calling my wife fucking, motherfucker."
Cello shouted loudly at Grisa. He heard the woman insult his wife. While Grisa laughed out loud again. He didn't even put his shirt back on, walked up to Cello.
"Cello you know I love you so much. Just so you know, these wounds can all disappear if I do plastic surgery again...You have to trust me Cel. I've had plastic surgery before. You know, I've been operating my hymen, to get back to how it was. That's all I do just for you Cel. I love you so much.....
But you ruined everything, you fucking cello. You broke my heart by always being with her. You also set me up, threw me at the striped-nose guy. They raped me in turns, no.....
They didn't rape me in turns. But they're all together touching me simultaneously. They tore my body apart simultaneously instead of taking turns. You heard the cello....
Till mine hurts so much, it's all because of that damn girl."
"Suck, stop calling my fucking wife."
Cello clenched his hand to hear that Alicia was the one being blamed.
Grisa laughed heartily when she heard Cello again still defending his wife.
"Suckers..."
Bruck..
Cello gets up and wants to hit Grisa. But unfortunately he first fell on the floor along with his occupied chair. Grisa's laughter broke even more, seeing how pitiful Cello was.
"Women of the street like you deserve them. Aren't you happy, even you're so satisfied they can all make you scream."
"Suckhead"
Plakkc..
Grisa slaps Cello's cheek, he beavers Cello taunting him. His chest rose and fell, imagining how he who was shouting loudly when the peak of his enjoyment arrived. Especially considering he himself who wants his own in touch again and again.
"Why? you remember, how they turned you. You think I'd pick up their marks."
"Cello..."
*
Alex drives his car at high speed. He believes the woman is the mastermind of all this.
"Mr Alex, we've found out where Mr. Cello is."
"Yes send the location."
I heard a yes from across the phone. Then Alex turns off his phone and picks up his gun. He also gave it to five of his men who were with him. Alex spreads out all his men in search of his master's whereabouts.
It has been two days that his master has just been found. I don't know what that bitch did to her master. So that easily the master, was in the hands of the mad woman.
Alex lamented, if the master didn't wear anything when he got out of the apartment. Though all his Rolex watch collection, already stored tracker and tool to code to connect with his men.
Alex breathed out slowly, thinking about how she was doing with her nona. Will his master be angry if they go ahead looking for him. Not looking for the existence of the nonanya first.
Huh...
"Sir.."
Alex's daydreams are crumbling when one of them shocks him.
" Yes, we're going.."
They all went to the place where the master was in the husk. They can't imagine either. How could his master be caught off guard. Did they mix anything with their master? So that they can bring their master.
Alex still does not understand, with the incident that befell his master. Cello may be given high doses of the drug. That's why his master is off guard.
Five hours drive by car. Alex and his men reached near the forest. There is no village or house. There was only a large tree and a striking building. Because only the old building was the only one standing there.
Alex narrowed his eyes looking at the building, it seemed like it was an old warehouse. Which is usually used by people around to shelter when they hunt. Because the building is far from the village. More precisely under the mountain near the forest.
He coded for his men to split up. But before that, he saw a man coming to open the gate. Alex narrowed his eyes seeing the woman coming from the inside approaching the man who had just arrived on his motorcycle. Alex thought about where the man was coming from. There's no way that guy got here on his cross bike. Just remembering to walk is hard.
And it turns out Alex saw there was a small road connected from him passing by earlier.
Alex clenched his hand, seeing Grisa giving a very thick dark brown envelope. Apparently Grisa hired street thugs to attack his master.
"Damn it..."