My Secret Life's

Chapter 174: Inner Bonds

Abhi dialed the mother's number, the tone of the call was heard. But repeatedly, no one answered. The more he tried, the more uncertain Abhi's feelings. For some reason now his mind and heart are divided into two parts. Abhi's anxious face was clearly visible, even Leo's arrival was unheeded.

Leo looked at Abhi in wonder, why the boss looked agitated and the phone was repeatedly placed in the ear. It's been almost three minutes, but Abhi still looks busy on her own with a cell phone in hand.

"Boss?"

Abhi shifted her focus and looked at Leo, before waking up her blue eyes glanced at Aliska. Regular breathing with closed eyes. "Thank God you're asleep."

Slowly Abhi let go of Aliska's hand, and walked up to Leo with a gesture to get out of the room. The two left the room Aliska occupied. The door closed slowly. Leo waited for Abhi to speak after standing in front of the room.

"I'll go home, take care of the woman. I don't know why my heart's upset, where's the car key?" abhi reached out his hand.

"Let me go to the boss' house, if the woman wakes up. I don't dare. " said Leo.

"It's not time to argue! I gotta go home. Let me know if the woman goes berserk." Abhi said.

Leo gave me the car keys. "alright. Be careful in the boss's way. Don't speed it."

Abhi receives the key and walks away from Leo without giving an answer, Leo rushes to pick up the phone and dial a number. The phone connection was connected, and someone sounded chattering. "Send people to Bagaskara's house, Abhi comes home without a bodyguard."

As soon as the call ended Leo kept the phone away from his ear, wanted to complain also free. As an assistant to two people at once, the nano-nano flavor becomes an everyday food. While keeping the woman in the room, Leo chose to go into the next room and turn on the computer screen to do his work.

Abhi just got into the car, started the engine and started his journey. The heart and mind are no longer in sync, there is only anxiety. Earphones in the ears lit up, and the phone was still trying to make calls. Twenty calls have been made, but none has been answered. The speed of cars increasingly split the streets of the city, no matter the swearing of other road users.

"Come on, why it's so slow." murmured Abhi.

At the intersection there was a traffic accident, making Abhi had to lower the speed of the car and stop on the road because of the congestion that occurred. Abhi honks several times, leading a police officer to approach Abhi's car.

Geck!

Geck!

Geck!

Abhi rolled down the windowpanes, and the police man's head bowed. "Didn't you see any accidents up ahead? What does the horn do repeatedly."

"Have you?" Abhi looked at the police with the name Wiryo.

"You're brave with the state officer? I think I should give you a punishment…."

"Did I hit people? Or did I commit another offense? Will I remind you what a state officer is for, or should I call commander Hisham?" sela Abhi's.

Abhi picks up the phone and changes the destination number, the name of Mr. Hisham is on the screen and Abhi accidentally shows it to Wiryo. Wiryo's face looked pale, and nervous. A call was made and the voice of a man was heard greeting Abhi politely. "Good afternoon Mr. Abhi. I can help you."

"Thank you sir, I will review the case" replied commander Hisham.

Abhi closes the call, and puts the phone to its original place. Wiryo looked down, and her face was still pale. "As an apparatus do not act at will, if you want to give the punishment do it right. Go!"

"I'm sorry sir, I'm sorry. In front there is an alley and through to the south side of the road, you can pass the road." explained Wiryo.

Abhi nods and closes the windshield again, Wiryo helps open the road so that Abhi's car can reach the alley. One horn sound rang out, Wiryo waved and returned to duty. Abhi passed through an alley that was enough for one car and the rest of the road for pedestrians, the pace of the car was too slow.

Elsewhere, a stream of fresh blood was still flowing at the corner of a woman's lips. There was no wind or rain, suddenly the husband came and broke down the door. Giving torture that does not know what the reason behind his abusive actions is. A visibly angry face, with a quick sigh. The heavy hand of the man with the waist in front of the woman, still felt left on the woman's cheek.

"What's my fault?" the wife asked, looking at her husband.

The man turned his hands and crouched down, clutching his wife's chin with a look of disdain. "You're the cause of my love running away, don't you think I'm bod0h. A woman like you doesn't deserve to be a great mistress! Ck. I should have gotten rid of you a long time ago," The man took off his hand and stood back up.

The woman's pushy eyes turned into wounds and sorrow, the ever-same utterance of the husband's lips increasingly blasting at the heart mercilessly. After all that was sacrificed, still in the eyes of the husband was meaningless. All in vain and the relationships that took place over the years are just a mere mask. For the family reputation.

"Certify me!" said the woman by rubbing blood on the corner of her lips.

Like gasoline on a fire. The request of the wife further boiled the anger in her heart. The hand floated back and gave a stamp of anger.

Plaque!

Plaque!

Bruug!

The woman fell down and kissed the cold floor with heated cheeks. His pain and physical pain stabbed into the heart. There is no place for love and respect for the husband. Now it's all over, not tears coming down. The smile on the lips held the inner pressure, as if becoming a solace. The footsteps of the man with the status of her husband moved away towards the door.

"You are my shield. Don't think I'll get away from me until I get what I want. You remain my prisoner. Remember this is Aliya." The man came out slamming the door.

Braaac

The loud noise resuscitated Aliya, her body feeling crumpled. There is nothing left, torture is even more often done Mahendra. The pain is no longer felt, the sound of car horns is heard. There was a longing that struck, it must be his son.

Aliya struggled to wake up and leaned her body so that it could neutralize the feelings and also the pain that was increasingly felt in the body. Slowly Aliya held her body and stood up, no matter the pain of the morning wounds and the loud slap in the afternoon.

I have to be strong for my son, until I meet him. Only he can help me, Aliska has run away and surely mas Mahendra vented his anger on me.~batin Aliya opened the closet and took the clothes covered.

Ten minutes later, the sound of knocking on the door rang out and a handsome face with blue eyes poked out looking into the room. Footsteps were heard coming in and stopped behind a woman facing a window. A longing embrace with a sweet smile rose on the lips of the two. "Remember me, son?"