My Lovely Bodyguard's
Episode 39's
...If you want to compete, compete in a healthy way...
...Because what you get dirty won't last long...
...By : Rosemary...
...*****...
Drtts...
Drtts...
Drtts...
"Jeez... This is why Muktar's phone can be missed anyway...? Where the sound continues again, mending me anterin only who knows the important phone." Marisa gets out of her car and walks into the building, looking for Kenzo.
Plok!
Plok!
Antonio clapped his hands twice, and a moment later 2 men with a burly body like a hulk came to him.
"Do it!" after saying that, Antonio sat back down and enjoyed his wine with a devil grin adorning his handsome face.
Eiits...! The wine is not the old man's red cap wine with his beard waving ya guys.🤣
"Good sir." The two men also brought Kenzo's body to a place that had been arranged by Antonio before.
"Where the hell is Muktar?" Marisa was looking for Kenzo, "Why did I just ask on what floor? Why don't I ask in which room?! Haish...!" marisa muttered with rage.
"Come fast! Before anyone gets suspicious." Marisa, who heard the voice, immediately stopped her steps.
He hid behind the wall and peered towards the two big-bodied men, in the middle of them was a man with a posture similar to Kenzo.
"That's Muktar, right? Why is he so stoned? Where to use the same papah 2 hulk again, very suspicious." Marisa followed them at a safe distance.
They stopped at room 203, and brought Kenzo inside.
After that, they also came out of there. But let's just say it's their unlucky day, because it was caught red-handed by Marisa.
Brugh!
The death pick-up kick was delivered by Marisa right in the chest of one of the men.
Bugh!
"Aarr!!" The man also held his chest which was very painful because of the Marisa kick, which would be able to make him take a few steps back.
"Hey miss! Whoareyou? Why did you suddenly attack us?!" yell at the other guy.
"Hmm... Who am I? Let's just say I'm your unlucky star, and why did I hit you? Simply put, your face makes me nauseous and so eager to beat you up." Marisa replied as she folded her hands in front of her chest, and smiled smirk.
"Curtain! You crazy woman! It's Hajar!" exclaimed the man who had been hit by Marisa's kick, he immediately lunged forward and prepared to greet Marisa's beautiful face with his fist.
Hap!
Marisa smiled so horribly.
Cracks!!
"Arrgh...! My hand!" the man who had not had the chance to act was a little surprised and stunned.
A small-bodied woman like Marisa can break a friend's arm with one move.
"Please! Why are you dumbass? Is that someone watching me in action? Wah.... wah.. should I take part in an action film casting?"
"Damn it...!" the man begins to attack Marisa, but she nimbly avoids all of the attacks.
"Are you tired?"
"Damn! Don't underestimate me, little boy! Don't just dodge like an eel!"
"Hey... Oye... Hey... Don't call me uncle's little boy! I'm Shifa my name is Shifa!" Marisa pointed at the man's face in annoyance, "Eh Ramat! My name is Marisa, remember that. Who knows after this you'll come to me for revenge, right, uncle?"
"Sableng base!"
"Eh? did you make me Shifa now Wiro Sableng? Aih...it looks like I'm really going to be casting an action movie after this." Marisa shook her head, "Quite the joke, the Muktar is already waiting for me for the princess scene to save the handsome prince!"
Bugh!
Bagh's!
Bugh!
"Whoever...!"
Brak!!
"Aarrggh...! My back!" the thrill when Marisa slammed her big body like throwing a sack of rice.
"Bye, uncle. I still have business, see you later." Marisa still had time to silly waved and gave a kiss bye to the two men who had KO.
"The devil is a terrible woman, lest we meet her again. Come on, we have to report this to the boss." With great difficulty the man stood up while propping up his back.
He was grimacing in pain, it felt like there was some fractured or possibly broken ribs inside there.
Likewise with the man whose hand he can not move, because the arm bone is completely broken and needs immediate treatment.
Brak!!
"I'm sorry for my delay boss." Marisa was surprised to see the scene in front of her.
"Who are you?!"
"You ask who I am?" Marisa walked with a step that was so intimidating to the woman who was already on the bed, without a thread on her body.
"W-what do you want to do? Don't come any closer!" the woman inched backwards until she hit the headbord of the bed.
Brugh!
