My wife Slave of Lust

Thrilling Moment

Half an hour later, the four-wheeled vehicle we were riding on had already entered the elite residential area. Which is where there are no signs of creepy or gripping around it. The residence level of the sultan who woke and arranged neatly in this complex was very successful in spoiling the eyes of anyone who looked.

"Are you sure this is the place?" I'd feel bad, if this complex kept Vida's death a secret. Especially to accommodate the immoral perpetrator comfortably.

Huda just flicked his two shoulders a sign of not having an answer to my question that sounded hesitant. "Sidqia asked us to wait here" he said later.

Whahuh? You mean that the female police with goddess-level disguise talent was already inside one of the houses in this region? Really, unbelievable. I can only shake my head.

"Why weren't we both? Isn't it too dangerous to let Sidqia act alone?" I asked when Huda stopped his car at a crossroads. He seemed to be waiting for the warning from his sister.

"Sidqia is familiar with this, Ib. So, you don't have to worry. Believe me, he will definitely be fine," Huda replied casually as he chuckled forward.

I nodded and followed his point of view. "Well, there it is." Huda's index finger pointed at a house about twenty meters away from our current position.

In the courtyard of the house, one man and one woman were walking out to a car parked in front of him. It seems they are going somewhere.

"Are we going to follow him?" my question when I saw Huda touch the car contact that was still firmly installed in place.

"No, we're going downstairs and into that house."

I turned to look at Huda. "Didqia ask us to come in?"

"No!" He nodded firmly, making me even more confused. "Who went with a man earlier that's Sidqia, Ib."

I was a little jumped to hear Huda's words. How did he recognize the girl? As far as I can see, the girl who went with the stranger was not Sidqia. His appearance alone looked completely different by one hundred and eighty degrees. But I don't want to sound much. My body movements seemed to be bewitched by Huda's words, then just tailed behind him.

This time we were in the backyard. Huda began to lift a large ceramic cover under the back stairs. After the cover is blurred, my two neutrra had patterned for a moment. Because, this looks like a shortcut that Sidqia has prepared for us.

"Stay behind me!" huda's word, while setting one step at a time, by grasping a soft gun water his.

My gaze continued to circle around the room that looked like this warehouse. While Huda, still put up a swift step and stared straight at the door that was in front of us.

There are a lot of large brown cardboard boxes neatly arranged-full the room. Until finally, Huda's steps stopped, when he felt someone was about to open the door in front. He reflexively shifted to seek protection, I also immediately followed him.

Our views both continue

looking towards the door, when the leaves were blurted out, an oriental-faced man entered the room. He seemed to take something we ourselves did not know for sure - what stuff he was taking.

After finishing with his agenda, the man headed straight outwards without even realizing our whereabouts. However, when his body was already standing at the mouth of the door, he again twisted his body.

"Why did the hole cover open?" ask him to yourself. He looked suspiciously at the cover of the road that had passed our bodies earlier.

Huda and I exchanged looks, and as if holding their breath, because they felt a little threatened.