My second husband Prince Jin

Chapters. 64 Revenge Pak Panca

The man pulled something out of his pocket. A picture of a woman he always carries with him everywhere.

" Viola, soon the person who has made you suffer will pay for everything." said the middle-aged man wistfully. Something behind his pants pocket rang.

The middle-aged man picked up his phone.

" Hello! " the man then listened to someone who was talking there.

" hmm, great. Bring the bastard there. All of us execute them...!" the man said then as he walked away.

A silent atmosphere accompanied a middle-aged man who seemed to be stuck by the side of a gravestone that read the name Viola Nugraha.

There was a single tear falling on the corner of his eye. Sadness was clearly on his face.

" I'm sorry, papa Viola. If time could be repeated. Papa will make amends for all of your past mistakes. I hope you can calm down there. Because today, the people who used to cause your suffering, will pay for everything."

The middle-aged man stroked the tombstone and kissed it. Then he got up and passed from there. The goal is only one, to the place where now his men bring two people who he considered had hurt his son.

Meanwhile, Asmi who had just regained consciousness from her stupor, found herself now in a condition bound to her hands and feet.

" Where am I? what the hell happened to me? " Asmi tried to remember - recall the flash of events why she arrived at this place.

Asmi just got home from Mirna's store. He decided to go straight home because it was already a bit late afternoon.

On the way, an unknown car stopped the speed of the Asmi motor right in a quiet place.

Several people were seen getting out of the car and dragging Asmi's body by force. Since Asmi tried to resist and rebel, they ended up drugging Asmi. Asmi's body that had fainted was taken to a place that Asmi did not know.

"Akh, I remember now. So they drugged me and took me to this place. Who're they? What do they want from me?" ask Asmi to yourself.

He moved his hand to try to break away. But his movement stopped for a moment. He heard footsteps from outside. Some people walked into the room where Asmi was held.

" Just put him in there! Let's be one with his ex-wife, hahaha!"

Someone pushed into the body of a man with his hands tied to the Lakban into the room where Asmi was. After that they re-lock the room so that Asmi and the man can not escape.

The man grimaced with pain. His face and body looked battered from the punch. The man's clothes were also in tatters.

Asmi's eyes widened in disbelief as she recognized the man's face.

" The Inspiration!" Asmi exclaimed in disbelief.

The man who turned out to be Ilham her ex-husband, turned his head towards Asmi.

" Asmy, what happened. Why did they kidnap you?" Ilam was surprised to find Asmi was also in this place. He still doesn't understand what's going on.

Still recorded clearly in his memory of last night's events. At that time, he had just walked out of a fast food restaurant. He wanted to buy finished food for dinner, because Ayu his wife did not cook for their dinner.

Someone suddenly walked up to him and secretly pulled a knife from behind his shirt. Ilham did not dwell, forced to follow the man's orders to walk into a black Avanza parked not far from the restaurant.

As soon as Inspiration was in the car. They drove the car quickly out of town and stopped in a quiet place. They told Ilham to come down and then they beat Ilham.

Ilham's body has been battered by a blow. Satisfied, they tied his hands and put them back in the car. Then Ilham was brought to this place and met with Asmi, who was apparently also kidnapped and sealed in this place.

"Mas, why are those people taking us both to this place? "

" Mad don't know either, deck. What's wrong with both of us. It feels like there are no enemies. It's just weird. You see lately there are only people who intend to harm mas." Inspiration grimaced again feeling the pain in his face and all over his body as he moved to try to untie his hand.

Asmi was astonished. He also experienced the same thing with Inspiration. Maybe they are the same people who want to hurt themselves.

" Does this have anything to do with the collision that hit me? " Asmi muttered to herself. But it can still be heard by Inspiration.

" What, someone wants to hit you!? who, deck. Do you know them?"

" don't know.. Asmi doesn't know them. But they seem to know us. It seems they did intend to harm us, mas!!" said Asmi.

Inspiration takes a long breath. His brain is dead and he cannot think clearly. Plus the pain all over his body and face, making Ilham can only close his eyes. He needed a short break to recover his strength.

Time passes slowly. The kidnapper left Ilham and Asmi in the room without giving food and water.

Thirst and hunger pangs both. They've been in this room for two days.

The third day, the door of the room opened. Several people were seen entering the room where Asmi and Ilham were.

Among those people, Asmi saw two people who were very familiar with her face in your memory Asmi.

" Panca sir, Han Sir.! "

"You know them, deck?" Inspiration wonder where Asmi knows those who have kidnapped her.

"He is Mr. Panca, the owner of the foundation where Nadia went to school" Asmi replied.

"Welcome, Miss Asmi. I'm sorry that my men's welcome is less pleasing to your heart" said the man.

Asmi inched as the man moved closer to her. The man's body squatted in alignment with Asmi's body. His hand held Asmi's face and held her so that her face was now looking directly at Asmi's face.

"Was this woman the one who made you turn away and leave my son.! asked the man while looking towards Inspiration.

Inspiration looked back at the man with an incomprehensible look. What does Asmi have to do with the boy. And who did the boy mean? various questions were present in his mind.

The man took out a 10 R photo. A photo of a beautiful and gentle young woman. The woman is very similar to...The diva!!

" Diva..!is she. is she Diva's mother?" Asmi asked with a face full of question marks.

' Viola, so the name of the woman in this picture is Viola. If it's true Viola is the mother of the Diva. So how did the story go until Ilham had a relationship with the woman?' ask Asmi in heart.

" hm, maybe you're wondering about all this. What does the woman in the photo have to do with you." Mr. Panca smiled cynically when he looked at the two humans who were sitting weakly in front of him.

" Well, I'll explain to you that your spirits won't be curious later on" said the man again.

Asmi and Ilham looked at each other. The man is standing in front of them.

Bugh!! A kick landed in the stomach of Ilham. The man kissed the floor.

" The Inspiration! " call Asmi was shocked.

Plaque!! not to lose his surprise Asmi saw Ilham who fell down after being kicked, a hard slap also landed on his right cheek.

The corner of Asmi's lips spits out blood. Asmi rubbed her sore cheeks and wiped the corners of her lips.

His eyes were staring at Mr. Panca.

" Hm, it's a reward for your actions that have caused Viola to suffer. And you, bastard man, accept this..!" again the man landed a kick into the chest of Inspiration. The body of Inspiration is bent backward.

" I don't know and don't know your daughter. Why do you also hold a grudge against me!" asmi Banged on Pak Panca.

The middle-aged man chuckled.

" Yes, you don't know my daughter. But because of you, the man chose to leave my daughter who was pregnant with the son of that bastard!" show Mr. Panca wrath at Ilham.

" I'm sorry, sir.After breaking up with Viola I never met or heard from him again. I don't even know if Viola is pregnant with my child. If only I had known, I would not have left Viola." Ilham replied with a sad face.

He seemed to be devastated by the reality he had just discovered. Turns out she had a child with Viola.

" Hm, late. Your regrets are too late, young man. My violin had already died shortly after giving birth to her daughter. He went with that damn disease and the suffering caused by a bastard like you!" Pak Panca's eyes reddened as she held back tears.

Inspiration cried sobbing regretting the actions he had done first. He had desecrated Viola's chastity. Taking advantage of his innocence, he managed to snatch away the precious Crown of Viola which even he happily gave to Ilham. It was only because of a trivial mistake that they finally broke up. But he really did not think that the results of his actions bore fruit and became the basis of the suffering of the girl.

Asmi's mouth was tightly clenched. There was anger, pity, and disappointment in his heart. She is also a woman. If he had been in Viola's position, he might have killed himself.

Mr. Panca walked over to Ilham. In his hand was a dagger. The face of Ilham turned deathly pale. He swallowed the saliva that felt dry in the throat.

" Sir, Mr. Panca, what are you going to do? Please forgive me, sir! don't kill me, sir! " the man was cuddling with a parched face.

Jem! a dagger stuck mercilessly in the belly of Inspiration. Mr. Panca's cold face did not budge. At the back of the dagger that was stuck in the stomach of Ilham. Once again he was thrust right into the man's chest.

Ilham's body fell to the ground. Blood on the floor. The man remained silent no longer.

Asmi screamed turning her face the other way. He can't see that.

Plaque! a slap back landed on Asmi's cheek. A hand held his face, rough.

"Look, you'll catch up soon! ahaha!" Mr. Han, the man's confidant pulled Asmi's body near Ilham's body.

Asmi cried with her body shaking violently. His face looked bruised from the slap he received earlier.

"Sir Han, I leave that woman to you. I'm tired, I just want to watch a show!" said Mr. Panca while handing the dagger that was still covered in blood to the man.

" Panca sir, please forgive me. I'm sorry if I have any wrong. Because I really don't know about any of this. Please forgive me, sir! " yiba Asmi while resting at the feet of Pak Panca. Fear and sadness became one in his heart.

"Sir Han. Take care of this woman!" snapped Pak Panca.

The man called Mr. Han immediately pulled Asmi's body and threw it towards his men who had been watching the show.

" Cut the woman. Whatever you want to do. The important thing is not to let him live and look at the sun tomorrow!" he said with a satisfied grin.

" Enjoy first, yes Boss. Just finished!" said one of his men, who was greeted with boisterous laughter from his other men.

" It's up to you! " said the man as he walked over to Pak Panca.

Pak Panca's men mercilessly pulled the clothes attached to Asmi's body. The woman could only scream and cry helplessly with her hands and feet tied.

Rceettthhh! A light shimmered in the room. And Brukkh!

One by one the bodies of Pak Panca's men fell with their heads detached from the body.

Asmi screamed while closing her eyes in horror at the sight she saw. Blood spurted from the body pieces of Pak Panca's men.

"Damn. Cowardly. Show up, motherfucker! " Panca stood up in wrath.

A handsome man with a cold and haughty face appeared right at Asmi's side with a sword that was still dripping fresh blood.

" You're a fucking creature. How dare you show up and interfere in my affairs!" point at Mr. Panca with a face full of anger.

The man did not speak to Mr. Panca. He moved closer and covered Asmi's half-naked body with a cloak. Then carry the woman's body. Asmi slapped her face in the recess of the man's neck.

"i told you, no one can touch my woman's body. You will make up for it with your lives if you dare to do so!" said the man while staring intently at Pak Panca and Pak Han.

" I'm not afraid of you, you fucking genie! " his Pak Panca.

" all right. I look forward to your arrival with your ally Nyi Darsih in the Prohibition Forest. We'll solve our problems there!" finished saying that the body of the man vanished with the body of Asmi and also Ilham. All that was left was Pak Panca and Pak Han with the bodies of his men.

" Devil. I'll make the calculations with you. Just wait for my revenge!" maki Pak Panca growled.