Not a Stupid Wife
Part 30 Tormenting Messi
Zico, who had kicked Messi out of his home, walked into his room to clean up all the items used by Messi.
"I don't want to sleep on the bed used by Messi." Zico called his house butler to throw away all the items in his room to replace all the new items.
"Lida!" zico shouted and not for how long appeared the housekeeper who had stood respectfully before him.
"Yes sir." replied Lida with a hurried breath as she was cleaning the living room upstairs to walk quickly to Zico's room.
"Take everything in my room! Replace with all new stuff!" zico's word to Lida.
"Good sir."
"One more time, ask all the male servants and four female servants to help you with all the stuff in my room."
"Every sir, I will do it according to orders. Then excuse me first." said Lida resigned in front of Zico and carried out his duties.
Zico only sighed when he saw that his bed was in a mess and Messi's fresh blood dried on his bedsheet.
"It's disgusting, the fishy stinging is not as sweet as my victims used to be" said Zico, who stopped his footsteps in front of his bed.
Geck! Geck! Geck!
"Come in" said Zico, still staring around at the luxury items in his room.
"Sir, Miss Messi is still complaining to Kenzo and he's asking to get her back from here," said Max - Zico's right hand he told to keep an eye on Messi because he believed the cheesy actor must have contacted her husband Nayra.
Zico, hearing Max's complaint, threw his night light to pieces on the floor. He was furious at Messi's insolent cunning to damage other people's households.
"Damn it! Turns out the little whore wants to play around with me again. Is it not satisfied with my torture?" zico said by clenching both hands tightly until the muscles of his hands appeared and his eyes stared intently like an eagle ready to pounce on its prey.
Max who saw the anger of Young Master Zico. He swallowed his saliva with great difficulty. This time Young Master Zico was not as usual furious as this.
"Miss Messi, your life is in big trouble. You picked the wrong guy you thought was a temperature pro" Max said in his heart.
"Max," Zico said in a cold voice.
"Yes sir." replied Max quickly.
"How many bodyguards are there in this house?" ask Zico who seems to be planning something.
"There are 15 masters in total" Max replied honestly.
"Alright, take Messi to the basement and collect all those bodyguards in the dirt room to enjoy Messi's body!" zico's edict made Max's two eyeballs perfectly round.
"I-I mean Sir, tonight there's a party ****?" ask Max to make sure.
"Right, you wanna join?" zico and Max immediately shook their heads.
"Yes if you still keep your trust for your future wife who is still lost in the hearts of people. Now you do my orders!" zico.
Zico who felt sultry and wrathful. He chose to leave his room. He wants to clean himself from the dirt attached given by the actor.
Chequek!
Zico opened the door of the second room on the top floor of his house. He stepped into the room and did not forget to lock it. In particular, in this room Zico did not allow anyone to enter except himself and the butler whom he considered to be his own mother.
It didn't take long, Zico's stocky body had been standing on a cold shower. He needs a clear mind, in Zico's heart full of regrets in his past. Thus, he destroyed his future who liked to play around with every woman and tortured her handsome merciful. Zico is very savage but his cruel attitude is the result of rejection from both parents who do not allow to marry Nayra.
Max, who has called the head of Zico's home bodyguard, tells the two bodyguards to arrest Messi to be taken to the basement and gather all the bodyguards to torture Messi. He had stood before Messi whose hands were forced to follow his footsteps.
"Stop!" max said that the two bodyguards stopped his footsteps.
Max walked up to Messi who was crying as much as he could because both of his legs were spitting fresh blood over the rough floor friction that could injure both of his smooth legs.
"Do you still call Kenzo?" ask Max to the point.
Messi who looked down to cry for his bad luck, he immediately raised his head in front of Max who gave a sharp look like an eagle towards him.
"Woman, where did Brother Max know that I was calling Brother Kenzo? Am I not quite looking for a hideout to call Kenzo's sister?" inner Messi.
Max felt ignored by Messi for not answering his question. He gripped Messi's chin tightly to cause a bruised red color on his pointy chin.
"Jawab my question! Don't you have a mouth to speak? Do I need to tear out your dirty mouth that likes to tempt people's husbands to melt in your game?" zico asked Messi to swallow his saliva with difficulty.
"No" said Messi, shaking quickly.
Max is not satisfied with Messi's answer. It instantly strengthened Messi's grip that increasingly grimaced in pain.
"The honest answer! Or I'll torture you!" max Threat.
"Yes, Brother Max, I called Brother Kenzo. I'm asking you to pick me up from here." replied Messi honestly.
"Sadly, you are not enough to torture Young Master Zico who warns you not to bother Kenzo again" said Max with a cynical look before Messi.
"No, brother, I can't leave Kenzo. I'm pregnant with Kenzo's son." said Messi timidly.
"What's? Pregnant Kenzo's son? Oh, looks like your pregnancy is the beginning of hell for you." Max gave the eye code to both bodyguard and the hangar to continue the task.
Messi, who felt his hands being forcibly pulled by the two bodyguards, shouted indistinctly.
"Don't! Don't take me inside that house again! I don't want to! Please, let me go! Let me live quietly!" messi shouted loudly and both bodyguards were indifferent to Messi's words.
Max smiled with satisfaction at the sight of Messi's suffering. Actually, he is not a bad guy but he feels sorry for Young Master Zico and his best friend during college who always crave Nayra to be his. But Zico and Nayra are not a match. That was the beginning that supported the destruction of Zico's life.
"Happy hell in the basement, Messi" Max said, leaving the living room at Zico's mansion.
