Not the Son of the Prostitute

Please .... no!

"Right, Boss, she was that girl back then!" shouted a man who suddenly turned off his motorbike right in front of Mutia. Followed by two more people who just came from the front.

"You sure?"

"Related, Boss. I still remember this girl who saved that boy!" said the man was sure.

Mutia narrowed her eyes, researching who the three men who were currently standing were looking at her. And, the moment the memories were gathered, Mutia immediately trembled in fear knowing the three men were intending to take revenge on her.

"Si .. Who are you?" mutia pretended not to know him. The girl tried her best not to show her fear, worried that the men were more convinced that she was the girl who had saved Haidar first.

"Do you pretend you don't know us, sweetie? Or, you've completely forgotten?" One of the men chuckled at Mutia who was still trying to act as calm as possible.

"A .. I don't know you!" It feels so hard to answer. His voice seemed to be stuck in his throat.

"You can't know us. But, we still won't forget you!" One of the men approached Mutia. Whether by chance or what an afternoon the atmosphere is not as usual, the stop looks quiet. Only Mutia stood waiting for public transportation at the place.

"Please ... Don't fuck me." Mutia was already terrified. Especially looking at those three men who looked creepy.

"So, you were just pretending you didn't know us?" All three were laughing. Mutia was further cornered by the actions of the three men. Especially when one of the three men tried to touch her.

"Deliver! Don't be so rude!"

"Mahaha ..." They're getting louder.

"No worries, sweetie. How about we have some fun." The man smirked. Mutia's face grew pias.

"Oh my God, please ...!" He screamed in his heart. How's this? Even if the fight is also free the power must lose far from them.

"Hey, where are you going?" One of them realized the girl in front of him was about to escape.

"Please, Master. Let me go" said the girl. Mutia did not know what to do so that she could escape from the place.

"Please .. because it's useless. You won't be able to escape!" The man's words further made the fur of Mutia's nudge stand up. The girl was getting confused. Want to call the police, it's impossible. He could have run out before the police arrived.

"Hey, are you daydreaming? Or ..." The man glanced at his two friends, "Which one of us chose between the three of us?"

"Curtain!" It felt like Mutia wanted to spit on the faces of the three brash men.

"Let's say, which one of us will you serve first?" ask the man again.

"Don't be rude!" Mutia brushed off the rough hand of one of the men who was about to pull her. "Or, I can scream!" threatened again.

"Haha ... No one will help you! Look, it's very quiet here, isn't it?"

Girl glances to and fro, trying to find help. Perhaps there was someone passing by who could help save themselves from the three rascals.

"Please, let me go. I promise I won't report you to the police."

"You think we'll just let you go? After what you did back then, hahh!" His tone has changed.

"You think you can get away from us?" said one of the men again.

"You're gonna have to pay the price for what you did to us!" The man stared at Mutia's body lustfully. Until the girl was disgusted to see it. "Pay with your body first, and let go!"

Mutia shook her head quickly. Nah! He was not serving the three men. In a dead end he remembered something. Mutia reached into her bag quickly and grabbed her new phone she bought a few days ago.

"You ...!" Suddenly the three glared at Mutia. The girl was a little relieved of successfully bluffing them.

But the next second they even laughed louder.

"You think you can threaten us, stupid girl!" While grabbing the girl's cell phone.

"Akhh ...! What are you guys doing! Restore it!" Instead of surviving, Mutia actually had to lose her valuable objects because the phone had changed hands on them.

"You see this!" Pointing her phone, then ...

Aprankkk!!

The flat-shaped object was smashed into pieces against the hard sidewalk.

"A .. what are you doing!" Mutia's eyes were already glazed over. It took him how long until he could raise money to buy that thing.

Not only dropped, it turned out that the man also stepped on it until Mutia's cell phone was no longer shaped.

"Look, your life will also be ruined like this!" Stir and stomp again getting stronger.

"Why do you guys have so much?" The crystal finally escaped as well. Mutia could only resignedly see the beloved thing destroyed before her own eyes.

"That's nothing because you dared to mess with our plan!" I don't know since when one of them had successfully blocked Mutia's hand. The girl screeched in surprise, wanting to escape but it was too late.

"Now pay your debt to us! Or ... I'm taking you out right now!" The man's burly hand pulled Mutia, until the girl's body was forced to draw closer to him.

"Deliver! Release, brengs*k!" maki Mutia's. The girl rebelled despite her power losing far away.

"Boss, we better find a safe place to prank this girl!" suggest one of them.

"Right, Boss, I'm afraid someone's passing by." One is making a sound.

The man called the boss just nodded. Glanced around, then gave the code to his two friends.

"Take him there!" Pointing towards the back. It just so happened that there was a big tree growing not far from the place.

Meanwhile Mutia was already shaking by herself. He had tried to rebel but had not succeeded.

Two men dragged him towards a large tree pointed by one of the men. The boss is behind him.

"Feel you!"

"Don't worry, sweetie, we're gonna have fun here!" One of the men had even dared to touch Mutia's face.

"No! Unhand me! Help!!"

It was true what they said if no one would hear it because the street was quite quiet that afternoon.

They all dragged Mutia towards the bush, then pushed her body until it fell on the ground.

"Don't! Please ... don't .. akhhhh!!"