My Obsession Husband's
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Both Derry and Grover are on their way to the hospital where Edrea is being treated. There was no conversation between them, only noise from other vehicles, which crowded the streets they traveled.
It's getting late afternoon. He left his wife in the hospital for a long time. He only hopes that if the situation of the woman has improved, so that she can immediately go home and prepare for their transfer.
“Bos, did we not buy something for miss Edrea?” grover asked, breaking the silence between them.
“No. We can buy it when we get home. We'd better get to the hospital, and don't let the woman do things we couldn't think of before.” For some reason his heart was very unsettled at this moment, and kept thinking about his hostage wife.
“Good Boss,” replied Grover obediently.
“What aunt still treats you like that?” derry asked suddenly breaking the silence between them, which made Grover a little jolted in shock, because the boss did not usually discuss family matters during working hours.
“True boss,” replied Grover short, solid and clear.
“This time I'm inviting you to speak as the Grovs, not as superiors and subordinates. So, don't be too stiff and relax a little.” Silent. The man who was driving did not want to open his voice.
“Why are you quiet?” ask Derry, upset.
“Because Big Brother did not ask again,” replied Grover casually, to make Derry snort annoyed before finally chuckling.
“You're my sister's age, Davira. But the girl was still acting spoiled and childish. Uh! I got dizzy when I imagined his behavior,” complained Derry with a smile on his lips. Grover knew the man loved and spoiled his younger siblings.
Grover chuckled, remembering the adorable Derry sisters in his eyes. He remembered the third son of Deva, who was none other than Danita. The teenager, who is now nineteen years old. The chatty girl who always said it was stiff and flat.
While Davira, Derry's first sister is a girl the same age as Grover. The twenty-three-year-old girl was quite kind to him, as they had been friends ever since at the Children's Garden. Grover felt very lucky to get a big brother like Derry.
For Grover, Derry was a kind and warm brother. The man who was cruel while working was a role model for him. Until he had not recognized Derry's attitude after some time ago, when the figure of the man he considers as his brother, began to trace the identity of a woman who had helped him. That attitude was excluded by Grover.
“Davira has been pretty good lately Brother, although his attitude is still haughty on the opposite sex. Only Danita is still unable to control herself. The girl always makes tantrums on her campus.” Grover responded honestly to Derry. He still remembers, when he was called to the Danita campus, because the naughty teen often made a tantrum. He played a role in that girl.
“You're right, you must be tired of it too. It's just, I'm a little worried about my youngest brother. She was too weak and very quiet, I got confused what to say when nearby.” Derry chuckled in light of Daffa's extremely cold demeanor. It's not cold! More precisely, that man was an Introvert. Maybe he was less comfortable, so he could not melt the atmosphere when he was near his youngest sister.
“We've reached the Boss,” Grover said back to working mode, and changed his call. The man stopped his vehicle right in front of the hospital.
“Hm, you wait here. I'll go in first check on my wife,” said Derry immediately got out of the car.
With quick steps, Derry traced the spacious building. He was afraid something would happen to his wife. Nah! actually he was very scared if Edrea ran away from the hospital. He was quite aware of the marriage situation he forced on his wife. He was very aware, if he had seized another groom-to-be.
Derry breathed a sigh of relief, when he saw that some of his bodyguards were still in front of the door of the wife's room. It was impossible for Edrea to escape, while the Bodyguards alone were still unmoved on the spot.
Chequek!
Derry opened the door to his wife's room.
It's blank!
His gaze grew more rounded, as an unconscious nurse lay on the floor, with a body wearing patient clothes. Nah! Edrea has fooled her bodyguards.
“Bedebbah!” Derry immediately went out and approached the two men guarding right in front of the door.
“Ma-mean Boss? The nyo-lady is inside,” replied one of the bodyguards nervously.
“Do you guys not take good care of my wife? My wife ran away and you're still here!”
Bugh! Bugh! Bugh! Bugh!
Derry hit the two bodyguards before him blindly in turn. His jaw hardened, his eyes reddened, and his chest rose and fell as he felt the anger that had almost taken hold of him.
“Quick find my wife all over the hospital, and find her until you can! You'll know the consequences, if my wife doesn't come back.” Said Derry firmly and glanced at his sharp eyes.
Eventually Derry immediately contacted his bodyguards and was deployed to find his wife. His chest was still rumbling withstanding the tightness, when he lost Edrea. He promised never to let the woman live alone, and tried to run away again. He will not give the woman another chance if she is caught. Even if necessary, he would tie his wife's neck.
“Bos.” Derry turned to someone who had called him, Grover.
“Bos, I have checked the CCTV in this hospital. A woman wearing a nurse uniform had already exited through the back gate. This happened an hour ago,”, Grover said, showing evidence of the CCTV footage.
“Bjakk! That woman dared to challenge me. Let's pick up the woman, and see how after she's in my grasp,” said Derry with great emphasis, and immediately rushed away from the hospital, followed by Grover.
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On the other hand, a woman was being shaken after walking for more than an hour. His body was still weak, making his strength no longer strong. Sweat began to pour, soaking all over his body. In fact, the pain he felt no longer cared. He only hopes to escape the grasp of the figure of the demon man who has taken hostage, and forced him to marry.
“Aakhh! Why does it feel sicker,” murmured the figure of a woman who is none other than Edrea. The woman looks very pale.
“It looks like I'm bleeding again,” she continued, as she felt something warm coming out of her lower body.
Edrea circulated her gaze to look around. It was getting dark and he was still not far enough, because his pace was not fast. His body was still in pain, and now he was bleeding again.
In fact, he did not recognize his tread current. It seemed as if he had strayed into the desolate streets, which were filled with extremely dense trees. He was quite afraid, but still had to try to run, so as not to be found again.
“Juan, where are you. I'm afraid .. I'm afraid to be alone.” Edrea sobbed while continuing to move his legs indeterminate direction.
“I'm very hungry. Am I going to die here. Juan, what about you. Are you looking for me.” Edrea was unceasingly muttering calling her future husband's name.
In the end, he was exhausted and paused under a lush tree. Edrea continued to grimace on the sidelines of her cries. He felt that his life had been destroyed, because it was the man he had helped. Regretted? Sure oes. He was very sorry to save the demon who now destroyed his life and dreams. Milk water in the tubal water, that's the parable that is suitable today.
However, suddenly the woman was getting more and more frightened, when she heard the sound of a vehicle with some noise like gunfire. Edrea's mind was getting messed up at this time, let alone her body being unable to cooperate. He was too weak to escape.
What is a hunter, because the place he visited was a forest? Or maybe ...
Nah! Edrea can't just go back. He wants to be free, he wants to be free too. He can't spend the rest of his life with a creepy guy like Derry. The man was very cruel, and full of ambition. He could not imagine it, if he was found and the demon man was angry. Surely he will die, isn't that so?
Crews!
Edrea heard something approaching. The woman grew increasingly nervous, and cold sweat began to pour out. Edrea curled up and hid behind the tree. His eyes were closed, with an unbecoming feeling.
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Don't forget to leave a trail
