She's Maduku

Chapter 1

"How dare you play with me. Why...?" The cry of a Zahfran able to fill every corner of the room there, the words filled with threats can make them afraid. Even the atmosphere inside was as frightening as facing death.

Zahfran Malique is a 40-year-old wealthy man, all stemming from the fatal mistake of his workers that made a Zahfran angry with him.

"I'm sorry, sir. We'll replace it" the middle-aged man squealed at Zahfran's feet, begging for forgiveness from him. The man was named Ahsan, he was 60 years old, he was the one who made a Zahfran had to punish one of his family.

"With what.? What do you have to pay for all my losses.? Even throwing you in jail is not worth the mistake you've done." Zahfran gripped the neck of the 50-year-old man very strongly. Don't talk, just breathing is hard.

The wife who saw her husband Ahsan who was about to die because she was out of breath, she immediately went to Zahfran's feet to beg him to release her husband. "Master.let go of my husband.he could die sir."

But Zafran easily kicked Ratna's body to the floor, so she grimaced in pain. "Baj*ngan."

Suddenly Ratna remembered someone. "Azky.yes, she is beautiful, Zahfran will definitely like her nephew*dangk** mas Ahsan. I will give Azky to her." Ratna muttered inwardly.

"Sir.sir.." Ratna touched Zahfran's leg again, "I can pay for all your losses." Ratna said with conviction.

"Haa.haa..haa.....do you want to play with me?"

"No sir, our nephew, we'll give our nephew as collateral"

Zahfran's burly hands began to loosen his grip.then kicked Ahsan's body to the ground, quickly Ratna held her husband's body and helped him to sit down. "You're crazy.he's my niece.how I gave it to her." Said Ahsan staring in disbelief at Ratna.o

"Let mas, for this long he hitchhiking with us, there's no harm now we ask for in return from your niece." Saut Ratna

"Stop your bullshit." Zahfran shouted making Ratna and Ahsan stop arguing.

Outside the house.

Ahsan's niece, Azky khairani, a beautiful 20-year-old girl, got off the lot after returning home from her college activities. He saw several luxury cars parked in front of his house and several men in black suits with sturdy bodies were standing in front of the door. "Who are they?" Curious while walking.

"Who are you?" A guard asked Azky blocking his steps.

"I'm the one who lives in this house.I should ask, who are you?" Azky asked back, still confused.

Inside the house.

" what am I keeping your niece for.? I already have a lot of pets at home.you want me to add a new pet.?"

"It's up to you to make our niece what she is.Even if you want to make her your wife, we don't mind sir, as long as you forgive us." Ratna is back. "Hurry to accept sir, at least with the passing of Azky will reduce our burden." Ratna said in her heart.

"Bram" Call Zahfran to one of his personal bodyguards who is always ready to take his master's orders at any time.

"Yes sir" Bram replied slightly bowing his head.

"Thanks to their hands in the bathroom, the keys to the bathroom from the outside, they have to accept the consequences because they dare to play with Zahfran."

"Tuaaan.ampun tuaaan" Ratna and Ahsan shouted for forgiveness.

"Hearing the screams of om and tantenya from inside the house, Akzy tried to break in even though the guards stopped him, but finally Azky managed to enter.

"Om, Auntie.?" Shouted Azky when he found the condition of his hands, his legs and tantenya bound. "What happened to you?" Azky tried to get close to om and his aunt, but unfortunately his steps stopped when his hands were pulled by the two guards very strongly.

Zahfran was glued when he saw that the beauty of Ahsan's niece was so perfect with a black dres draped over her smooth white thigh without a stain.

Zahfran unceasingly stared in amazement at Azky's beauty.

Ratna, who was aware of Zahfran's admiration for her niece, had a faint smile on Ratna's lips as if she was getting a breath of fresh air. "Rethink our offer sir." Ratna said expectantly.

"What is this, what offer did Aunt Ratna make?" Azky muttered in a frightened heart.

"This girl is so pretty, it's a pity that I didn't use her. At least he'll be my new home entertainment." Seemed his smile grinning at evil, making Azki as scared as she was.

"Bram's." Call Zahfran.

"Yes sir."

"Short their brackets." Tell Zahfran to Bram."and take the girl home."

"Good sir."

Azky who was confused by the actual situation, tried to rebel from the guards who dragged him out of the house to the car belonging to one of his guards. "Take me off." Azky continued to rebel and scream, but no one could help him.

The car carrying Azky was behind the car Zahfran was riding in.

Arriving at Zahfran's residence, with a quick step he headed for his study, followed by the guards from behind carrying Azky.

"Brugh the bodyguard released Azky's body right under Zahfran's feet.

"Babeh.." Shouted Azky who was in pain when his body hit the floor with his hands tied. "What are you going to do, sir.? Hikss hikss Azky keeps crying.

"Hey...who would let her pretty face bleed like this?" Shouting with his hands raised Azky's chin violently.

"***It wasn't him who slapped him before he got into the car***?" Bram in the heart.

"What is the fault of our family, sir? Why did you bring me here? Hicks.hiks.." Azky continued to cry in fear.

"Shut up.." cried Zafran. "you should be grateful I didn't kill your aunt and om and you've been made a guarantee for your family's mistakes.then follow my orders.understand me..." Zahfran shouted back.

Not wanting to be any harder, Zahfran orders his bodyguards to bring Azky into the warehouse. "Take him to the barn, and lock him in there."

"Good sir." Soon the bodyguards took Azky into the warehouse.

Not without a fight when the guards took him, but his strength was not comparable to theirs. Just yelling is Azky's hope that someone will help him. "Tolooong.let go sayaa.. Hicks.hiks.."

as the guards carried her into the warehouse through the stairs leading to the top floor, Azky saw the figure of a hijab-wearing woman with a very beautiful face standing on the stairs staring at Azky with pity. "Who is the hijab woman..? help me...."

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