My Husband's Wedding

My Husband's Wedding
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Slowly Nayla began picking up one by one Frans clothes that smelled so bad under her bed. His eyes were unceasingly fixed on Nikita and Frans who hugged each other so that made him a little uncomfortable.


"Oh sir, let's get the hell out of here. I'm ashamed" said Nikita softly.


"Yes, come on, baby. Let's play there"


Frans grabbed Nikita's smaller body and started holding her in his arms. Nayla who felt sorry for Nikita who had to sacrifice herself for this mission could only be silent as she began to walk towards Frans' laptop that still plays indecent videos.


Nayla turns off the video and starts to close Frans' laptop and hide it behind Frnas's clothes in her hand.


"Alhamdulillah finally did. Hopefully this daptop is true there is evidence about the incident that happened to Siska"


With a hasty step, Nayla immediately came out of Frans' room. Until his footsteps stopped when he saw the middle-aged man who was his master now walking towards him.


"What are you doing outside my son's room ? you want to swing?!" frans' father snapped at Nayla.


The fear in his heart could not be contained. Zidan, who was waiting for him under the stairs, did not know that his wife was in trouble. Nikita, Zidan and Nayla thought Frans' father had left for work because after breakfast they had not seen him in the house.


"An.anu sir. I was told by Mr. Frans to wash his clothes. Mr. Frans was also in my room when I was taking his clothes"


Frans' father stared at Nayla so sharply that he brought her closer to Nayla and began to smile disgustingly.


"When you see you're beautiful, too. You don't look like a villager because your skin is so smooth white"


"Sa.I have to leave immediately, sir, sorry" Nayla deliberately raised her voice so that Zidan immediately came towards her.


"If only you hadn't married. I will make you a mistress. But I feel you'd want it if I made you a silent wife. You don't have to work and you don't have to divorce your poor husband" slowly but surely, Frans' father brought him closer to Nayla.


Until not long after his wrinkled hands will touch Nayla's face, Zidan came and with his acting told Nayla to immediately wash because the day was about to night.


"Darling, come downstairs quickly. It's late, and quickly wash Mr. Frans's clothes because maybe tomorrow he'll wear them"


Nayla nodded her head and started walking towards her husband. Frans' father looked at Zidan with a look of dislike as his plan was interrupted by Zidan's presence.


After feeling quite far from the middle-aged man. Zidan who was worried about his wife began to ask various kinds of things.


"The old man, why are you Nay? did you touch him? was he trying to harass you? "


Nayla who got the question without being given a chance to speak could only fall silent.


"Jawab Nay? what was that old man doing to you?"


"Mas Zidan, how do I want to answer if you keep talking non-stop. I'm fine. Frans' father didn't do anything to me. Don't you worry"


Zidan breathed out violently.


Nayla smiled listening to Zidsn's rant that sounded so funny. Until finally they have entered the room and began to put Frnas' laptop on top of the drawer.


"Let's see, the rancid boy is keeping what secrets are inside here" Zidan muttered softly.


Nayla stared at the screen of the laptop that Zidan's brain atik and then she stared at the clockwork that showed the time asked Nikita was only 30 minutes away from this plan began.


"Mas can be quick a little. Nikita asked for only an hour for us to carry out this mission. There's 30 minutes left"


"Yes patient Nay. I'm looking for the file Nikita meant. Besides, I'm also trying to find important information here"


Some of Zidan's apps opened and his eyes were wide open when he opened a photo on Frans' laptop. The release of Hamdi's memory that had been prepared by Nikita, then put the card reader on Frans' laptop.


A photo of Frans' past with some of his High School friends, Zidan copied it into the memory because they might be the ones who participated in the break-up incident experienced by Siska.


In addition, when Zidan began to open the file referred to by Nikita, his eyes widened perfectly with various kinds of Frnas videos with some women that he made sure they were plain women who were tricked by Frans. Until a moment later, Zidan's eyes stared at a video that made his heart so hot and burning.


Yes, the video where when Siska was harassed by Frnas and some men in a very dark room. Zidan's emotions were very stirring when he saw his sister treated like an animal by some men who yak so clear face because the condition of the room was so dark. Nayla who could not see the incident could only turn her face because it hurt to see her sister-in-law abused without feeling human.


Until a few minutes later when Zidan will turn off the video, he saw a face that was so clear in front of the camera that Frans put next to Siska's body. A man with glasses that were not in the picture before.


Zidan then copied all the videos in the file into his memory and immediately returned Frans' laptop. The video Frans watched before he left with Nikita. In addition, he also removed some traces of the application that he had opened before the dilaptop.


"We already have strong evidence of Nay, now we just look for the name of the perpetrator of Siska abuse in the video"


"Yes, but how can we know, while in the video alone we can not see the face of the perpetrator clearly"


"For that matter, let's leave it to Hamdi, let him do his job. Now let's just get this laptop back to the wedge room** and let Nikita know right away"


Nayla brought the laptop back under Frans's clothes and quickly headed to her room to store it. Zidan, who was walking beside Nayla, continued to monitor the situation because he was afraid that his father Frans would come back to tease his wife.


On the other hand, Nikita who was laid on the bed by Frans can only look disgusted at Frans. In his heart he was so expecting that now he was with Hamdi and the touch Frans gave was the touch given by Hamdi.


Dear thousand dear, in fact he is now with a man whose age is adrift below him and is a maniac s****.


His eyes closed feeling the touch Frans gave so soft. Until it makes it so easy and seems to forget all the burdens in his heart.


He knew what he was doing was wrong. However, what he can do right now is know that his body is being treated**ti by a man who is clearly not the person he loves, not even the person he rents himself.


As Frans was about to take off all his clothes, the lucky fate he had when from the outside of his room sounded someone knocking on his pontu loudly.


"Open the door!"


Frans then rose with annoyance because his new game for 40 minutes must end with the chaos that someone did from the outside.