QUEENA (Your Wife Is My Prisoner)

A REALITY

Queena blinked her eyes, as the woman faintly heard Brachon's voice that seemed to be talking to someone. Queena tried to open her eyes that felt heavy because of curiosity. Brachon was talking on the phone!

Ck!

"Take it off then!" Brachon's speech made Queena who had wanted to close her eyes again, undo her intentions and put her hearing well.

Just release?

Is Brachon talking about Queena?

"Take your word and don't be ignorant! I'm not that weak!"

"After all, if I finish off that pregnant woman it will only be in vain! Because what I'm trying to do is kill the old man Mahardika, not the woman you said was a mistress of Frans Mahardika's son!"

"You're the one who wrongly kidnapped people and now you're calling me a weak man! You are useless!" Maki Brachon at length who seemed to be upset at someone talking to her on the phone.

Is that Vincent?

If it were true, the Queen would be laughing out loud right now. Brachon's assistant seems to have been ungrateful lately and often made mistakes.

"Yes! How many times do I have to repeat it, Vin!" Brachonasih looks pissed. And Queena reflexes chuckles when Brachon calls Vin's name.

The useless assistant Brachon was yelling at turned out to be Vincent!

Brachon turned towards Queena who was still lying on her stomach on the bed and the man walked over to Queena still while putting the phone in his ear.

"And get the chopper ready quickly, because I'll drive Queen home today!" Brachon orders again before the man mel*mat Queena's lips.

"Is your decision not too rash, Brach?" Queena could faintly hear Vincent's voice across the phone.

"I know what I'm doing and stop chasing me! Just get the chopper ready!" Brachon said firmly, before the man hung up, then put his phone on the nightstand. Brachon again mel*mat lips Queena this time with a little rough but full n*fsu passion.

Queena's breath was puffing, as Brachon finally released his pagutan on the Queena seedling.

"Are you happy that you're finally getting away from a Ley Brachon?" Brachon asked as he gripped Queena's chin.

"Yes! I'm so happy!" Answer Queena cynically.

"I've recorded our hot romance last night as a gift for your beloved husband" Brachon shows a flash drive to Queena and it's clear that she's widening her eyes.

"Fuck you, Brach!" Queena as fast as lightning immediately tried to grab the flash from Brachon's hand, but failed!

"Give me that thing!" Gertak Queena as she glanced at Brachon.

"Take it!" Brachon again shook the flash above Queena's head. Queena has moved as fast as possible to grab it, nsmun still lost quickly to Brachon.

Goddamn bum!

"You know, Queen! How long have you been away from home?" Brachon asked while playing the flash in his hand.

"Six months! Seven months!" Answer Queena.

Yeah, definitely that range because when Queena asked Vincent for the date and month some time ago, it was still November.

Then the agreement with Brachon who was six months turned out to be accelerated by the man baj*ngan this to be about one or two months only.

That's if Queena didn't count wrong!

"You know what date it is, what month and what year?" Brachon asked Queena again, whose eyes were still missing from the small object in Brachon's hand.

Flasndisk!

"I don't know! You never put a clock.or a calendar in my room, and you just locked me away all day, making me your n*fs gratifier!" Queena revealed all the uneg-uneg in her heart.

"I'll tell you then, because tonight there's going to be a big celebration and fireworks are going to be seen everywhere, too"

"Is this at the end of December?" Cut Queena guessing and interject.

It turned out that it had only been five months for Queena to leave the house. Queena immediately smiled and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes, it's the thirty-one date of December the year two thousand twenty-two" Brachon said, instantly making a smile as if Queena had disappeared.

"Two thousand years?" Queena frowned at Brachon.

"Two thousand twenty-two! Is it still unclear, Queen?" Brachon replied with a mocking smile at Queena.

"Imust be!"

"Yesterday was still November when I asked Vincent-"

"Year?" Queena muttered and tried to remember.

Did Queena ask Vincent last year?

Queena didn't ask, and Vincent didn't tell Queena either!

"But it's impossible to go that long...."

"You son of a bitch, Brachon! What exactly have you done to my life?" Queena had risen to her feet without caring about her body that was still full naked. The woman just wants to get to Brachon now and vents everything in her frustration at Brachon.

"Baj*ngan!"

"That's enough!" Brachon's bluff was sharp while holding Queena's hands together.

"You fucker!" Maki Queena once again on Brachon.

"Yes! And this son of a bitch is gonna set you free now that...." Brachon seemed to think.

"Let's count first, how long you've left Barley and your Good Mas!" Brachon said, which seems to deliberately upset Queena.

"July, August-"

"Eighteen months!" Sela Queena fast.

"One and a half years? Whoa!"

"Are you sure Mas Bagus hasn't remarried? What if there's a new Mama for Barley when you get home?" Brachon's asking scares Queena.

"Imust be!" Queena barks at Brachon. And the man was laughing out loud right now.

"Good Mas must still be looking for me up to this point! He must still be trying to find me!" Queena said again full of confidence.

"Yes, you're right!"

"So you still want to go home, Queen?" Brachon asked again as he reached for his phone.

"Do you want to deny Janii again now?" Queena's bluff is full of anger.

"I'm just asking! Because maybe right now, your extended family has let you go and they've been living a normal life." Brachon showed me a photo on his cell phone of the news of the accident a year and a half ago.

Queena who read the name of the crash victim who was declared dead was on fire immediately turned away in disbelief.

That was.....

Queena's name and license plate on Queena's motorcycle.

But....

"Queena Alesha Ferdinand was killed in an accident a year and a half ago, Queen!" Brachon's sudden whisper instantly made Queena's brain go blank and dead-end.

So, another reason why Queena could be Brachon's prisoner for more than a year is because there really hasn't been anyone looking for Queena all this time!

All of Queena's extended family thought Queena was dead and they never looked for Queena!

"You still want to go home now and be ready to accept the worst reality?" Brachon's whisper again which Queena could immediately understand.

The worst fact that Brachon meant must have referred to Mas Bagus who might have been looking for a replacement for Barley by now.....

Queena closed her eyes, and felt a painful turmoil in her heart. The woman sat on the edge of the bed and swallowed all the bitter lumps that filled her throat.

"I'm going home to see my son!" Queena finally answered with determination.

Yes, for example, when Mas Bagus is with another woman, Queena will sincerely accept the reality. But Queena just wanted to hug Barley now and put her longing on the son.

Queena just wants to hug Barley!

"All right, stubborn Queen!" Brachon rubbed Queena's face and cupped her a little rough.

"Let's get ready and go home to meet Barley!"

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