
BRUGH
Ibra doesn't care how risky it is, if his leg is broken is also up. Luckily the pia landed in a position that did not harm, only thick grass and indeed pain it must have felt.
With legs that are slightly limp because his legs may be slightly depressed with a decent weight. Ibra's martial arts were indeed quite mature, but that didn't mean he could be fine even if he jumped out of his bedroom.
"Aaarrrggghhh, dammit!! That Jallang really tortured me!!" ibra was very upset, the man grimaced and tried to walk even though his legs hurt a little.
"There!!" shouted one of the guards who could be ascertained on Indira's orders.
"Bangshaat, still use the old-fashioned way."
Ibra hastened his pace, the distance to arrive to the car is quite far and with the care that Indira sent it seems that Ibrahim will be a little difficult.
"Where are you going, young master?"
They are new people who can be ascertained Indira payment from outside parties. A large and tall body that is quite scary may actually be defeated Ibra, but given the condition of his legs that feel very sick he thinks this is a little difficult.
"Stay away from me, I'm the host here .. You should know who you're supposed to obey."
Ibra clenched her hands, their gazes were quite sharp and it was seen against Ibra even though they knew who Ibra was at home.
"Circumcise," said one man who he believed was their leader, ready to take the attack even though he was not sure he could fight back as well as before.
The thick mustachioed man came forward and began to take a swing to subdue Ibra, before Indira had ordered to ensnare Ibra without hurting him, but if he fought then it is not what it is done.
"Rubborn, give up young master .. jump from the second floor, I think your leg bones are cracked."
The smile was attracted thinly, Ibra hardened her jaw along with teeth that were increasingly struggling. He thought he would be afraid with just such a threat, Ibra did not stay still, a blow as hard as he could when the man was about to attack him.
BUGH
Once hit, the corner of the man's lips drained fresh blood. Feeling dislike, he retaliated and dealt the same blow to Ibra. No less strong and their struggle intensified when Ibra returned to reply and made the man fall after.
"For you," the commanding man returned, abstaining from defeat if the enemy had fought.
"Coward!! How much are you getting paid?!" Ibra looked down at the man, even while spitting and what came out was blood from the wound.
"Obviously it's expensive, young sir .. You won't be able to afford us," said the man pulled the corner of his lips while looking at Indira who is now standing on the second floor balcony watching the framing of his stepson.
Not yet had time to insult for the second time, the attack from the other two men came simultaneously and Ibra was careless to make him fall when the stocky hand hit his stomach and chest.
It hurts so much, for a moment Ibra needs time to take a good breath again. The man was closed while biting his lower lip, his father taught Ibra to accept the attack and pain, but for the pain this time it really hurt.
"Aarrggh."
Ibra was just about to stand up but the one man returned to give a kick in his stomach. Why does Indira have the heart, women do not love him. The question sometimes arises when Ibra receives this kind of treatment from Indira.
While up there, Olivia was already panicking to see Ibra who looked teriska. "Mama, enough ... is it not excessive? She could die, Ma," urged Olivia to ask them to stop.
"Leave it, Olivia ... Mama has not punished Ibra for a long time, maybe she also misses the way Mama like this," said Indira very, very relaxed, her lips smiled faintly and there was absolutely no feeling of guilt and fear for her son to be doomed.
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"Again, Boss?"
"Don't ask too many questions now!!" urged the leader and the two again tried to subdue Ibra.
"Lep-let go of me shit!! Aakh, Naya." Ibra closed her eyes when her hands were locked and the two men held on while exclaiming to be happy that the opponent had bowed.
"Hahah don't fight anymore, young master ... You're hurt" said the man, mocking Ibra with a thunderous laugh.
"You think it's as easy as that to pile me up? Hm? No, Badjangan!!" angry shouting.
With the rest of her strength Ibra expended her ability until the last moment, the moment she remembered only Kanaya and her future baby. He must return as soon as possible, if Ibra is successfully summarized and trapped in the power of Indira then it will be difficult for him to come out even though Ibra is not actually a weak man.
"Ma*ti you!!"
The anger was already unbearable, the pain in his body had to be replaced. Ibra blindly and does not care even though the man in his power is drooping. Use one of them as a bait and Ibra momentarily held on to the top of the victory.
"Retreat or your friends die in my hands!" threatening Ibra now pulled out a folding knife in her pocket, a folding knife that had felt various types of blood and Ibra did when her anger was getting worse.
"Retreat!!!" ibra shouted successfully to make them raise their hands, the tip of the knife had injured the skin of the neck of the man who is now in his power.
Ibra Megantara did not play games, if she intended to kill, in one move her opponent's life could be lost.
Ibra seized the opportunity, the man stepped into the car and did not release his hostage.
BRUGH
In the end Ibra managed to get to his car, the man pushed away the man who had been his hostage before then entered and drove his vehicle out of the house.
"Boddoh you!! Chase it!!" tell Indira in a fiery voice, he was furious when Ibra's car drove so fast.
Ibra only hoped the gatekeeper would not be pro Indira and not hinder his departure. The man is sure, those who work well and put in a good position will understand who is worth obeying.
"Open!!!" ibra shouted for understanding, lucky that the middle-aged man did not interfere in Indira's affairs, although maybe he was threatened to be in an unsafe position.
With a body that is now shaking, and the chest that is increasingly pounding Ibra tried to focus even though his body feels all broken. He was very tired, but had to run away from that place right now.
No matter whose speed now endangers whom, clearly Ibra is just trying to find a safe point and go home in front of Kanaya in good condition.
Ibra rubs the rough face that feels bruised all, the corner of the lips that can be sure torn, because the pain as if biting does not make Ibra give up.
"Wait for me, Kanaya .. I'll definitely go home for you."
TB