Revenge of an Abused Wife

Infidelity

Milanita retreated her steps, her feelings suddenly bitter even her chest felt tight when she saw something very inappropriate that was being done by her husband Caviar Klan in her room with her own assistant who named Laudya.

He could only peek out from behind the door that was indeed slightly open, it felt like Milan barged in there and killed the two people who were currently making love in the bed that she usually used to do with her husband.

However, his legs feel stiff to move, even his lips are mute with eyes that look glazed, really ... Milan, who is a top artist who is always adored many men feel humiliated because it has been trampled by two people he strongly believes, namely her husband and his own assistant.

'Unkind of you, how could you betray me, just look, I will avenge what you did, I swear, ' (inner Milan)

He turned around and left the place, his cry broke with his footsteps, his chest felt like it was going to explode until he finally ran out of the house, the large and luxurious house she had lived in for more than five years with her husband.

Still wearing the pink dress she used to shoot the commercial she just finished working on. Make up on his face also looks messy fused with tears that currently meet the beautiful face of a Milannita.

Milan immediately ran towards the car, started the car in a hurry and immediately drove away from his yard and darted fast on the streets.

He continued to drive without knowing the direction and purpose, just turning the steering wheel with a face that was teary-eyed and a look of sadness that was so noticeable from the beautiful face of the woman named Milannita.

'Basic brash, I will avenge this humiliation, Laudya ...' (Inner Milanite )

His car stopped on a deserted road, a road where there were no vehicles, and Milan was completely unaware that he was currently in a place prone to robbery.

Milan also leaned his head on the steering wheel of the car, closed his eyes and recalled the incident that made his chest feel tight.

Until finally, suddenly his glass car in a rough tap made Milan surprised then raised his head and stared out the window.

Troj ... Troj ... Troj ...

''Wey out ..'' shouted a man out there.

''Who are they? what do you want ...? where do I go ...?'' mumbled Milan frantically gazing around.

Troj ... Troj ... Troj ...

The person again knocked on the car glass, even more powerful this time making Milan suddenly screamed in panic covering both ears.

''Haaaa ..'' shouted Milan.

''Quick exit ... Otherwise I will destroy this car of yours, shouted the person out there who seemed to number two.

Inevitably Milan also decided to open the car glass, because too afraid if you have to really get out of the car.

''What's up? who areyou?'' milan asked looking at the big tall man out there.

''Hey ... I said 'out?'' Shake the man.

''But what do you want? what am I going out for ...?'' milan replied with trembling lips.

''Quickly out? otherwise I'll blow your head off.''

''Eu ... Oh, I'm not begging you, do you know who I am? I'm a famous artist, you can go to jail if caught killing a top artist like me, besides if you want money, you just say it, '' said Milan with eyes that are getting red.

''AAR ...''

The man shouted while pulling the trigger of the gun he held.

''Ba-good ... Get that gun out of my head first, how do I get out if this thing is still in my head.''

The man kept the gun away from Milan's head, then, Milan immediately opened the car door with a trembling body, and mixed feelings.

Czech ...

The car door was opened, with the legs shaking Milan began to walk the foot wrapped in red high hill shoes out of the car.

With both hands raised into the air he was now standing right beside the man, with eyes pointing towards the gun that was currently still in the grasp of the evil man.

After Milan stood there, suddenly his body was thrown onto the asphalt and without further ado, robbers numbering two people immediately climbed into his car made Milan suddenly screamed loudly.

''HEY ... WHERE ARE YOU TAKING MY CAR ...?'' milan shouted and he was immediately directed a gun right in his face made Milan suddenly silent, staring at his favorite car was taken by the robbers.

Now the top artist with a million achievements and has a lot of pans that can only stand guard without being able to do anything and without holding a penny, he doesn't even know where he is at the moment.

''Ma*pussy ... What should I do now, all my valuables are in the car all, my God why today I'm so unlucky, I have to accept the fact my husband cheated on me with my own help, he said, and now that my car's been robbed, is this the end of a Milannita's life ... Hiks hix hix ... Haaaaaa ...'' Shouted Milan sitting limp on the asphalt.

Not knowing how else, he could only cry over the bad luck that was currently befalling him, crying so desperately in the middle of the road with the sound of crying that echoed and roared bitterly at the hearing.

Until finally, one pickup car suddenly stopped right in front of his body, the car seemed to be filled with fruits that seemed to be brought to the market.

Ckiiit ...

The sound of the car brakes sounded loud and surprised Milan, he who was crying as unwillingly stopped his crying voice and looked at the car.

Slowly, a man got out of the car, the man wearing only a black t-shirt with torn jeans on his knee, walking towards Milan with a frowned forehead.

''Hey ... What are you doing in the middle of the road?'' ask the man to walk over.

At first the man was about to scold the woman who was still wearing the pink dress, but, at once he broke his intentions when he looked at the face of the woman who turned out to be Milannita, the artist he craved, and the woman he was, and her idol artist whom she adores.

''Milannita ...? you're the real Milannita that I like to see on TV?'' asked the man smiling so happily.

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