My Choice of Woman

Episode 128's

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Naresh has gotten into the car. He likes to drive his own car without the help of a driver. In fact, not infrequently spelled out the driver for driving his own car coupled with Fernando who often sits in the back seat. But Naresh has his own reasons why he acts this way.

Fernando Brothers, the name for those who run the largest electronics manufacturer company. Based in the city of Zen, this company has been established for a long time. The embedding of the Fernando Brothers becomes its own uniqueness. There are two brothers who lead a big company. Their skills are famous throughout the country because very rarely there is such a thing.

The car drove half way and suddenly stopped by the side of the road. Naresh he felt something unusual. One of his hands felt the clanging of the rope bracelet he was wearing. The ringing of his phone also added to his worries when he saw the contents of the warning message that appeared on his screen.

“I have to go back!” naresh.

“Is there a file left behind?” Fernando.

“Iya! I have to get home now!” Without a second thought, Naresh turned around and drove his car at high speed. His mind and heart were not calm at this moment.

Why Brother Naresh could be this suit. I don't think it's because of a file, but something else. Given that he rarely spelled like this. What is he thinking? Is there something that makes him angry?

Fernando only felt discomfort as his brother was speeding. He felt a little shaken and anxious hoping for driving a vehicle at a very fast pace. He prayed that the road passed was not so that it did not cause new problems anymore.

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Kinanti, who was initially surprised to not find Mrs Fernando in her room, was told by one of the maids that she was in the gun room. Kinanti finally followed where the maid showed her the room. When Kinanti entered the room, she found Mrs Fernando standing in the fighting arena.

Kinanti looked at the few remaining bottles of champagne scattered about. The smell of liquor also smelled. Did the lady spend all this?

“Good morning, Madam.” Kinanti bowed in greeting. Every second he realized there was something different about the appearance of his employer.

Why is Mrs Fernando's performance not what it used to be? He looked tangled with messy hair not knowing an object called a comb. Plus a distinctive hearing smell wafted from his body. The white shirt worn was also a lot of yellowish patches, maybe spills from champagne.

Kinanti noticed every detail of the new strangeness that occurred in Mrs Fernando. She who used to look beautiful now turned 180 degrees like a withered flower crashing on the side of the road. There was no aura of beauty as usual. Only one question was now lodged in Kinanti's mind.

What wind makes Mrs Fernando like this?

“Kinan, have you ever fought?” ask Mrs Fernando in a cold tone.

Why is he asking this?

“Who are you fighting?” Mrs Fernando wants to know how tough her escort is. He walked past the Kinanti to lock the door of this room.

“Market thugs, Mistress.” Kinanti had a fight with thugs who often turn money into small traders, not infrequently it became a scourge in the classic story of market life. In his fights Kinanti always came home with a bruised and bloody face. His father did not think about his daughter.

“Then, I want to fight with you now!” Mrs Fernando was without hesitation challenging Kinanti.

“Sorry Madam, are you drunk? I think, I am unable to meet the challenge , Madam.” Kintai did not do this silly thing. He was sure that under his master being drunk, his consciousness must have decreased. His mind could not tell whether his actions were right or not.

“Well, you're the one who doesn't obey! Without your consent I will start this fight!”

With a quick movement Mrs Fernando raised a fist towards Kinanti. Lucky Kinanti could dodge.

“Why avoid? Didn't I spy to fight with me!” Mrs Fernando shouted, she wanted Kinanti to return the blow.

Kinanti must think about avoiding the attack launched by Mrs Fernando. He must end this madness! The right way is to avoid and immediately lock the woman's body. Mrs Fernando is still making a surprise attack making Kinanti extra vigilant. He had to think about how to end this fight without getting hurt.

The gap!

Kinanti thought too much, many gaps were open until Nyony Fernando was able to land his punch to the face of Kinanti. The instant the girl fell down, the corner of her lips flowed fresh blood.

Mrs Fernando took advantage of this opportunity, she beat Kinanti mercilessly making Kinanti just groan. He was angry at his companion. He was disappointed by the fate that bound him. He wanted to get rid of this anger.

Kinanti can not last longer, Mrs Fernando is too strong to lock herself. He was filled with anger that could not be extinguished. His body was crushed, his cheeks and temples were bleeding. He has already lost.

Mistress Fernando stayed away, she took a sweet whip hanging on the wall. “I hate everyone including you!” He screamed out loud.

Kinanti was already helpless, she crawled away with a body full of pain and wounds. The maids who heard the hysterical screams could only be silent could not do much, as the door was locked from the inside.

“How is Kinan's fate?! We have to break this door down! Madam can get out of control!” exclaimed one of the maids who looked very confused and frightened. He had seen his master like this before, torturing his companion until he was rushed to the hospital. Since then the news circulated that the residence of Fernando's family committed violence against the maid.

Mrs Fernando stared beyond any doubt she was already unconcerned by whatever origin her anger could be unleashed. Just as Kinanti was heading for the door, a whip hit her back.

“Aaaaa! Forgive Madam, stop!” Kinanti pleaded, she could still scream. His hand could still reach even though there was nothing that could reach him. He felt a great pain.

Mrs Fernando refused to give up her game. He continued to whip the defenseless body of Kinanti. The violence he committed was beyond common sense.

There was no longer a count of the pain that Kinanti felt as a result of the lash. The pain was intolerable to his body. Kinanti's view was blurred, he could not clearly see the surroundings. His lips were sore, there was a strange feeling that he felt that maybe it was fresh blood flowing from the wounds caused by the impact.

Bidithy! I beg you to stop. Body hurts. I can't see, everything's blurry. Will my life end here? Please don't, I still want to see Reno achieve her dream. Father ... Reno ... Farah ... Brother Naresh ....

Kinanti could only see a beam of light that displayed the faces of the person she called in her heart.

Mrs Fernando momentarily stopped her activities. He stared at the screams of Kinanti's body lying helplessly on the floor filled with bloodstains. In the mind of Mrs Fernando, she considers that Kinanti is the wife of Inspiration that she must get rid of. The woman who has taken her love. During these six years, he tried to find the existence of Ilham secretly.

I want to do the whipping once more, so that my mind becomes calmer. Sorry if you're my next victim.

Mistress Fernando raised her whipk, once a flash then this would be done.