NIGHT BUTTERFLY
#41
"Please.... Please....!" freya shouted in panic. He doesn't know where to go. He was only in that house for two days. "Oouuww. I have to go to the security guard post!"
Freya ran fast. The husband also did not lose his fast chasing after him.
"Yes God... I'm red, I'm blush! I have to say the same mother-in-law. I don't want to die yet...!" His yells and speeding up his legs ran towards the guard post.
"PLEase...!" scream Freya.
Mahesa has captured his wife. "Dare you electrocute my tools...!" Mahesa whose emotions pull her hair Freya is strong. He is like a demon now. His face was full of hatred.
"sickness, pain... Forgive me... Me, I'll get out of your life..!" Said Freya, forced to rewind her steps, because she could not bear the pain she felt in her head, when Mahesa pulled her long hair. Because of his pain, Freya closed both her eyes that were in tears.
"You better die..!" Shouted Mahesa, further strengthening her strength pulling her hair Freya, to follow her steps towards home.
"Hey... What's the matter?" A man emerges from the house and confronts Mahesa, who is still pulling Freya's hair.
"It's none of your business!" firmly Mahesa stared intently at the man who was willing to interfere.
"It's going to be my business, I can't afford to see a woman treated like that. Take-off....!" The man tried to remove Mahesa's hand from Freya's head. But on the tepis by Mahesa.
"I'm a journalist, this action of yours I can spread and embarrass you and your extended family, Mr. Mahesa." Strictly the man Freya didn't know.
"To, help me sir! I'll die for him. I'm pregnant sir!" Freya with tears.
The man was very sorry to see Freya's state of great concern.
"You are human or animal. Only animals, who do not care about the female he molested until pregnant and giving birth. Can you be rude to your pregnant wife?"
"Don't interfere, it's my household business." Ketus Mahesa, trying through the man who confronted her.
"Detach.... Release your wife. Look he's been so scared of you. He could die standing up!"
"Good, if he dies!" Hardik Mahesa to the man.
The man was seen entering his house.
"To, please sir!' freya shouted, her hand still holding Mahesa's hand, so as not to firmly grip her hair.
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The sound of clanging is heard 1:1:1
Freya who was resigned. Now breathing a sigh of relief, he finally helped, had Freya thought the father who suddenly appeared, would not come out again after entering his house. It turned out that the father entered the house just to pick up a kentongan and ring the kentongan with code 1; 1. The code or cipher means that there is a murder
In an instant, the citizens came out of the merry-go-lagged house, crowded the street where Mahesa and Freya were
" What's wrong, ahmad?" ask Mr. Danu. The others also accelerated their steps toward Mahesa who was still pulling Freya's hair.
The gazes of the citizens who stared in wonder and partly disgust Mahesa, made the man take his hands off Freya's hair. He looks increasingly upset. His face was red.
"This, the inhabitants of the new complex. The one who owns this house, Mr. Mahesa, has a fight with his wife. I can't leave you, I'm asking for your help. Poor wife is pregnant." Sahut Pak Ahmad firmly. Mr. Ahmad, is the head of the neighborhood in the compound. He is very respected in the residential area, because he is also an ustadz.
"What's? the owner of this housing? is this Mr Mahesa? his son, Mr Adnant?" ask another man.
Apparently Mahesa and his family are being discussed in the complex. Because they were surprised, koq rich people want to live in simple housing.
Mahesa highlighted one by one the people in that place with her bringas gaze. He was humiliated at this moment. I want it to feel like he's shredding the people in front of him.
"Bu Jannah, Mr. Danu. Please bring this mother into your home. Calm this sister down first!" Said Mr. Ahmad seriously to his neighbor.
Freya turned her head towards Bu Jannah in question. He reflexively hugged Bu Jannah who approached him.
"Let's go, kid, let's go in the house! " take Bu Jannah kindly, to Freya. Doubtfully Freya dragged her feet to Bu jannah's house. Because he saw the husband, it seemed shrouded in emotion blazing.
Freya was also embarrassed by this incident. But, he doesn't want to die silly, if he doesn't ask for help.
"Emmm.. All right, dad, mom. Things are safe. Please re-enter each other's homes!" Resolute Mr. Ahmad.
People who leave the house, go back inside the house.
Mr. Ahmad approached Mahesa who seemed annoyed at him, he embraced the man who was again emotionally soft. Mahesa who was upset, revolted did not want to be embraced by Mr. Ahmad. But, Mr. Ahmad did not remain silent. He with a calm and respectful attitude again tried to embrace Mahesa. This time Mahesa resigned. He followed the steps of Mr. Ahmad to enter the house.
"You sit down, son!" Ahmad said kindly and gently, leading Mahesa to sit on the sofa. And Mahesa will obey the orders of Mr. Ahmad. But his face still looked upset.
"Try on the deck breath?".
Mahesa turned her neck, glancing at Mr. Ahmad who was looking at her in the shade.
Huffts
Mahesa did what Mr. Ahmad told her to do. He breathed repeatedly and exhaled slowly.
And the breath was stopped, when his lover Mahesa just entered the house of Mr. Ahmad, without knocking on the door first.
"Honey...!" yelled the sexy lady.
Mr. Ahmad looked in wonder and disliked the woman. And he knew right away, who the disrespectful woman was.
"Sa, yang!" Mahesh rose from his seat.
Mr. Ahmad, holding Mahesa's hand, as he wanted to approach the lover.
"Miss better get away from this theme, before I destroy your evil khodam."
"What...?" said his lover Mahesa with disbelief. Suddenly his face was pale. He lyrics Mahesa for a moment, and scatter from the house of Mr. Ahmad.
"Darling. .." Mahesa revolted from the clutches of his hand Mr. Ahmad. But, Mr. Ahmad held strong Mahesa's hand.
The mouth of Mr. Ahmad, looks kamit kamat. And he swept his face with his hands. Immediately Mahesa was silent, no longer in a row from the grip of Mr. Ahmad. Mahesa was sitting weakly in a chair.
Huuff
Ahmad took a deep breath. He looked at Mahesa who looked dazed.
"Sir, did this get pellets?" ask the wife in curiosity.
"Yes ma'am, how sorry Mr. Adnan is. He didn't know his son was controlled by the devil." Sahut Pak Ahmad.
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