She's Maduku

Chapter 2

"It looks like our master will really like you." Said one of Zahfran's bodyguards talking to his friend.

"Yes, it's lucky he got a toy this good."

"Berderek.kalian all berengseeek..." Azky's voice was very loud without any fear."

"Gilaa.dare to cry out here too." He said with a grinning smile.

"Who are y'all? why should I be afraid of you? never mind you, even if the old man, I will not be afraid." The old bangaka that Azky meant was Zahfran Malique whose age had stepped on the head 4. Azky spoke to the two guards in front of him.

"Don't mess with our master.once our master gets angry, you're gone." His words are full of emphasis.

"I'm not afraid of your threats.go away..."

"Cih." the bodyguard screeched while throwing a smile at his friend. "You'll soon find out how ruthless Mr. Zahfran is. Keep being arrogant and fighting him.Let's leave him." Take the bodyguard to his friend, then they get out of the warehouse and lock it from the outside.

"Oh Allah.What should I do? I need to figure out a way to get out of here fast." His eyes went around hoping to get a gap in order to escape from the warehouse that locked him up.

"Who else did they bring?" Asked the woman still standing on the stairs, while waiting for the guards to leave.

When he saw the guards, he quickly went down the stairs and approached him. "Who are you carrying?" Ask firmly.

Instantly the two bodyguards's gaze was immediately bowed down not daring to speak face-to-face other than the permission of the master. "You shouldn't have approached us madam." Said bodyguard.

Suddenly. "Hey..." From a distance, Zahfran's voice echoed when he found his bodyguard talking to his wife.

The two guards were trembling in fear. "Right, there will be problems every time he talks to men.sial.today I'm the one who gets it." Mumbled one of the guards in the heart.

"How dare you talk to my wife."Zahfran said to both of his guards.

Yes.the hijab woman that Azky saw earlier was the wife of Zahfran named Shafiah, they had been gifted a son named Abiyu, aged 7 years.

Zahfran really does not like if his wife talks to other men, what else if there is a man who looks at his face, will make him angry.

"No, I called them." Say Shafiah while holding her husband's arm while lifting.

"You already know I don't like you talking to other men, even if she's a maid in this house.Not that you already know that." His words are full of emphasis.

"Yes, I'm sorry." Postpone views.

"Maybe I won't punish you, but because of your carelessness, I can kill them."

Zahfran's words made the two guards shiver in fear, so that his legs were limp.

Zahfran raised his wife's chin until their gazes met. Shamelessly he kissed his wife's lips gently in front of two bodyguards who had not dared to look at him. He wanted to show the woman was his and no one could take her.

"Don't do this in front of others, I'm ashamed." Said shafiah shortly after Zahfran let go of his kiss and he tried to hold back the tears that had wanted to plunge free because it held the shame.

"I want to show them that you're my wife." Zahfran said as he stroked the head of his wife wrapped in a hijab.

"But not like that."

"Shut up.enough.I don't want to hear any more excuses.go to the room, and wait for me there." Zahfran said he held back his emotions because he got a rejection from his wife.

"Where are you going, ma'am?" Tanya Shafiah was full of worries.

"Don't ask me about my business, your job is just to obey your husband's orders, you know?"

Shafiah nodded in understanding.

"Go to your room." Zahfran said she could only obey her husband's orders and if she resisted, she would be punished.

"Good sir." The bodyguard followed Zahfran from behind to the warehouse to meet Azky there.

Shafiah, who was curious about what her husband would do to her captivity, decided to follow her husband from behind secretly.

Arriving at the door of the warehouse, he peeked behind the door that was not fully closed and eavesdropped on their conversation.

"Hey

Without fear, Azky looked at Zahfran with a turbulent hatred.

"Two bangka..what good are you to catch meaaa....?" Azky said with a loud voice.

"You'll be my little girl's toy." Zahfran said with a grinning smile.

"Toy? You want to play with a little girl like me?"

"Dare you fight me, don't you fear the death of a child?"

"No, I'd even be very willing if you wanted to kill me."

"It won't be that easy, before you die, you have to pay for all the wrongs your family did to me."

"What my family did to you bedeb*h." Azky started raising her voice. Then the plaque with a very strong hand Zahfran slapped his cheek until blood flowed at the corner of his lips.

"How dare you fight me, little boy." Zahfran grabbed the girl's chin and threw it violently.

While out there, Shafiah widened her eyes when she saw her husband slapping his captive cheek so tight that it bled out from the corner of her lips.

Inside that.

"Just a slap won't scare me, I'm just afraid of my God. Even if I have to die at your hands, I'll take that as God's destiny on me."

"Good.the more you fight me, the more I like it." Zahfran crossed his legs on the table, while Azky knelt in front of him with his hands bound staring intently without fear.

"That girl is very brave, recently I saw someone who dared to fight a Zahfran.What are you going to do to that girl my husband? why don't you just stop sinning?" shafiah said behind the door.

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