
Yura was still frozen in her sitting. Her long hair was thin with sweat, her breathing was breathless, her beautiful face was deathly pale. The touch of Zefon makes the whole joint more rigid.
“You must get used to it! And you must be stronger!” tukas Zeron after waking up to his hassrat who really wants thin lips Yura.
The man immediately returned to his seat, wearing a seat belt and running the car, along with two jeeps stopping in front of him, and two more behind Zefon.
Yura flinched and immediately became alert. His lips were tightly clenched, even closing his body against the back of the car.
Seeing the tension Yura was experiencing, the man clasped Yura's fingers. “Take it easy, they're my men,” he said in a soft voice.
Only then did Yura exhale in relief. His bead was closed, feeling such a powerful head bang. All the things he had experienced just now, like a dream. This was the second time Yura felt the atmosphere of tension after the rescue as she was kidnapped first.
Along the way, Yura kept silent. He just stared straight ahead with one hand still held Zefon, while the other squeezed the end of the shirt he was wearing.
Until they arrived at the luxurious mansion that always made Yura amazed. From a distance alone, it has been seen a magnificent building that stands alone with so valiant. Far from the urban hustle and bustle. But of course with such tight security.
The car turned around in the courtyard, until now it stopped right in front of the main door. Zefon took off his hand link, immediately got off then ran half around the car. He still saw the tremors in the woman's body.
“Open door! Bring the suitcase!” order Zephon to the subordinates who have lined up neatly behind him.
“Good, Master!” They share the task. Zephon grabbed Yura's body and carried her.
The girl could see the handsome face of her savior, her eyes scouring every detail of her curves. Sharp eyes, a moderately high nose, slightly thick lips and a resolute jaw, were all recorded clearly in his memory. He was unconscious, had arrived in one of the luxurious rooms in the mansion.
“Take a drink!” zephon's orders placed Yura on the large soft bed.
Yura was still speechless, her eyes unblinkingly staring at Zefon who was now opening his suit and tie. The top two buttons he accidentally opened to get a cool breeze from the air conditioner. After that roll the shirt sleeve up to the elbow.
“Are you still afraid?” zephon asked, sitting his body on the edge of the bed.
“Should without asking you already know the answer,” his mouth poked lips.
Zephon pulled both corners of his lips, until both dimples of his cheeks were clearly visible. Of course, it made the girl even more amazed at him.
“Later I will train you, I hate the weak!” Zephon received a glass of water from his servant. Then he bribed Yura. “Drink first,” he said nodding.
Yura immediately gulped at him excitedly. It was like not drinking for a few days. His body was a little more relaxed now, after handing the empty glass to Zephon.
Yura's heavy breathing, with a blank look made Zephon knit his brows. “Decessed!” cetus the girl was helpless.
Slowly, the girl opened up the storyline she had just experienced. Her father, who does not believe her, loses the evidence due to Tora, manages to destroy the poison given by Sarah, but also plays victim as if she were a victim of Yura's brutality.
“Hahaha! Stupid!” sumpat Zephon laughed, while pushing Yura's forehead with his two fingers.
Yura raised a sharp gaze, as if not accepting with the swearing of the man. Her lips are getting funny.
“I still have all the recordings if you want,” continued Zefon.
“But I wanted to give you a look at Dad firsthand. Let him see with his own eyes as subtle and as hell what his wife is.” Yura clutched her hand. “Ah, on mobile also there is still recording him time in bar sih.” He just remembered one thing. His lips began to smile.
“This time agree! I've destroyed the drug storehouse. At least, it took a long time for your mother to be able to get the poison again!” zefon said casually.
Clearly, the man will continue to be attacked. Given, it had already made the Ganesha Clan suffer a huge loss.
Yura widened, “Hah?”
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Rehan was still pensive in Yura's room. Already some time passed, he spent cleaning every part of the laptop that was exposed to milk liquid with several sheets of tissue. Try turning it on, but can't.
That afternoon, he moved to bring his daughter's laptop to the service. Afraid that his daughter's many tasks will be difficult. He could have bought a new one, but was afraid there was something important there. He was sure, Yura would be back. Deliberately give time to calm down. The house will not heat up.
“Where to, Mas?” asked Sarah who was sitting in the living room watching television. His right hand was wrapped in white bandages to make it difficult for him to move.
“Come out. No business!” rehan said without looking.
“You haven't had lunch yet, Mas,” exclaimed the woman with eye movements following the husband.
There was no answer, Rehan continued his steps until his wide back disappeared behind the door.
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