My second husband Prince Jin

Chapters. 58 First Attack

This afternoon Asmi looks daydreaming by herself. Several times Ali had to call him because there were shop customers who came but Asmi instead shook her head silently, feeling at home she daydreamed.

" is Asmi's mom again having a problem?' ask Ali. That young man of responsibility was actually much more mature than his age.

Asmi breathed a rough breath.

" I'm so lazy and tired of knowing, li!" said Asmi.

" Well, how can you?" the young man asked confused.

" You can never understand, Li. You never know what it's like to live in solitude" Asmi said.

" just tell me, ma'am. Who knows if I can help. At least give me advice." said Ali.

" I'm sad, li. My life feels empty" Asmi said.

" Why sad, Ma'am. The mother is not alone. There's Miss Mirna, there's another brother. Everyone loves Asmi. So why do you feel alone?" said the young man.

" You are right. They are always there for me. But I also really want to feel what it's like to be a mother. Sometimes I feel jealous of Mirna or other women who can give birth and become a mother." replied the woman with eyes glaring.

Ali looked at the beautiful woman sitting in front of him. She felt a sense of compassion in her heart when she heard the simple desire of the woman. Child ! the desire of women is the same as the desire of millions of women around the world. You can live happily with your partner and have children.

But her life story did not end happily. Her husband dumped her because he could not give the child who became the connector of the bloodline.

" Mr Asmi must not despair. Remember mbak, Nabi Zakaria as, his wife in the sentence barren and he himself was already old. But God could work His miracle on whom He wanted, proving that the wife of the prophet Zechariah was pregnant at an advanced age and breaking the medical opinion that monopous and elderly women could not give birth." said the young man.

Asmi nodded her understanding sign. This boy.he thought his face alone was innocent of temperature thoughts! he said in his heart.

" thank you li. You have made me realize that we must not feel hopeless about the destiny that has been set by Him. It seems that I am less grateful for this life" Asmi said.

Ali smiled at Asmi. Alhamdulillah, apparently the mind mbak Asmi has been open, he said in his heart.

A few days later, Wira came to Asmi at the store. The man came in the afternoon, right after Asmi closed the shop. Asmi smiled sweetly at Wira.

" Eh, wira mas. From where, mas?" ask Asmi.

" I was in your heart." replied the man with a sweet smile.

Asmi blushed in embarrassment upon hearing the man's words.

" Wira can. Seriously, where are you going?" ask Asmi then while walking to the motor park.

" I want to take you on the road. You don't mind?"ask Wira.

Asmi looked at the owner of that handsome face.

" Where are you going to take Asmi?"

" Roads" he answered.

" hm, okay. But not for long, yeah!" The hero nodded and then turned on the motor.

Asmi sits her ass in the seat of the Wira motorcycle.

" Grail, deck Asmi. Entar fell!" whispered.

Asmi according to then his hand held the clothes of Wira. The hero became anxious himself with the woman's awkward behavior. The woman's hand was drawn to her waist.

" This is better!" said. He then turned on his motorbike and immediately drove to his destination.

" Oh, this place is great!" asmi exclaimed when she saw the sunset before her eyes.

The hero took Asmi to the dock. The place looks rather crowded in the afternoon because many people come to the place to see the appearance of the beauty of the sunset in that place.

" Asmi Deck, can you hold Asmi's deck?" ask the Hero

Asmi fell silent and did not answer Wira's question. But Asmi did not also refuse when the man then clasped his hand.

There was a sense of comfort when the large and slightly rough hand of the Hero grasped his fingers. Until Asmi finally let the man's hand hold it longer.

"Mas wants a farewell to the deck of Asmi, because the mas want to sail a bit long" said Wira.

" Where will the wira sail? " Asmi asked because usually brown-skinned men never leave if they want to go sailing.

" I want to sail to Singapore" replied the man.

" Hm, pretty far too, mas!" abugn.

" Therefore, I want to tell the deck Asmi, mas may go a bit long. Take care of yourself deck. I hope we meet again soon" said the man

while peeling the back of Asmi's hand.

Asmi's face was red. The treatment of the hero to him is like someone who will leave the lover.

Their togetherness twilight that imprint beautifully in the heart of the Hero. Growing great hope in his heart, someday the possibility of being able to be with the beautiful widow of his neighbor can be realized.

Meanwhile, from a distance, several pairs of eyes were watching the motion - the gerik of the two people who were sitting staring beautifully at it when the sun was saying goodbye at noon and was about to return to the contest.

" Master says you can move now!" someone said after hanging up the phone from someone.

" well, boss! let's do it!"

" Wait a minute, not here. Just follow it to a quiet and safe place, just executed." he ordered.

After taking off the twilight, the two then decided to go home. The Hero motor drove across the street which is now starting to be filled with lights - lights that twinkled as a street decorator.

The hero repeatedly glanced at the rearview mirror of his motorcycle. The feeling is not good. He felt like he was being stalked by someone.

" hm, the black avanza behind me looks very suspicious. Who are they and what do they want to follow me?" thought Hero.

" Asmi, a tight grip because you want to speed!" said Wira. After saying so, 0he increased the speed of his motor.

Sure enough, the black avanza behind them had also now increased the speed.

"Because of you, let's see who's been trailing us, deck" he often said. His hands were busy playing his gas motor.

Sometimes Wira looks back to ensure the presence of a stalker car behind him.

" What's wrong?" asked Asmi worriedly.

" There's someone tailing us, deck!" the answer.

" Huh, who's the mas? "

" I don't know, but my gut is ugly. You see that avanza car behind us? " ask the Hero. Asmi nodded her head.

" That car was following us. I don't know what they want?" said Wira. He has now increased the speed of his bike.

A chase scene ensues.. Like in the movie. The role of a hero and his woman who drives a motorcycle and is being pursued by a group of bad people.

Until arriving at a quiet place, the car managed to stop the speed of the Wira motorbike. Some people wearing masks got out of the car and walked towards Wira and Asmi.

" Mad, Asmi's scared!" whispered to the man.

" You calm down, deck. Don'tbeafraid. Stay behind me!" Wira then took Asmi down and pulled off his bike. The masked men had surrounded both of them.

" Who are you guys? Why follow us?" bentak Hero.

None of them answered. Even one of them went forward and attacked Wira.

The alert hero swiftly repelled the attack and turned around to launch an attack.

Fights happen too. But things become unbalanced. Wira is attacked by five people. The body of the Hero becomes Moon by the five people.

Asmi who had witnessed the incident did not remain silent. While shouting for help, Asmi also intervened to help Wira. He expended all his martial skills to help the Hero.

The loudspeakers were momentarily stunned. This woman turned out to be smart as well as martial arts.

But the loudspeakers were undaunted. They are increasingly violent and eager to finish off Asmi and Wira.

One of them pulled out a gun and pointed it at Asmi.

" Stop, or the contents of this gun will pierce your head!" snatch the man at Asmi. Asmi gasped in fear staring at the end of the gun that was already stuck on her forehead. Unknowingly his lips mentioned a name.

" Haszyeem!" she whispered while closing her eyes. His body trembled so scared of him.

The hero who saw that stopped the resistance and looked anxiously at Asmi.

" Don't hurt him. If you have any business with me, then please just finish with me. But please don't involve him!" wira said to the loudspeakers.

" Hahaha who said we had business with you. Our business is with this woman! "snap one of them. After that they hit the back of the Nape of the Hero with a piece of wood.

Asmi screamed when she saw the man's body fall to the ground and then remained silent no longer.

" hahaha, now you're welcome. Prepare to meet your angel of death!" the sound of the gun trigger was heard. Asmi cried while closing her eyes.

Suddenly silent atmosphere. Asmi touched her head. Wonder..why not bleed ? Is he still alive.

Asmi then opened her eyes. At the sight of the bullies already sprawled bathed in blood with the body cut into two parts.

Asmi screamed hysterically. Not far from there stood a handsome man in an armless vest with a golden-coloured sword drawn in his hand.

His gaze as cold as a sword that was still dripping blood stared intently at Asmi.

" Haszyeem!"