
The POV Haris
I didn't expect a father to threaten the safety of his own daughter just for her own purposes. Even heartlessly pointing a knife at the little girl who knew nothing about it. Shouldn't a father protect and protect his wife and children. If father himself even threatened his safety how he could live in the outside world, who would protect him. Luckily Aunt Jelita was divorced from such a man.
I couldn't have acted rashly otherwise the man could have been reckless to injure Sasha. Aunt Jelita cried as she pleased, as a mother she must have been very afraid of anything happening with her daughter.
"Son, is there any way you can save Sasha. I can't bear to see it" said the mother, who was also crying.
"Mother calm down and now mom help me to calm Aunt Jelita down. Let me think about it later."
"All right, but be careful. Don't let the kid get hurt and you do."
I nodded, then approached the man. While thinking what I would do. If I were to forcefully snatch Sasha from his hand, that man would not remain silent. I could have been hurt by the knife and Sasha could have been the victim. If I noticed, the knife distance was also too close. I need to find a way to get him to move the knife a little.
"Take my daughter off, please don't do anything to her" Aunt Jelita pleaded.
"Hahaha. Promise me you'll marry me. After that you come along and Sasha comes with me, I won't let you run away again."
I know Aunt Jelita must be worried, on the one hand definitely does not want to go back to her and on the other hand does not want her daughter to be harmed. He looked at me, I nodded in response. It's not why Aunt Jelita followed her first wanted the man now. Once the man is off guard I'll save Sasha.
"Well, I'll marry you. You're satisfied now!!"
Mother and citizens look at me and feel pity, like my bride has been taken by someone else. Take it easy I won't let that happen.
"Hahaha. He chose me. Your marriage will never happen" she said to me, laughing with satisfaction.
Laugh as much as possible, see who will end up happy.
"Now you get in the car," the man orders Aunt Jelita.
I nodded again when Aunt Jelita saw me, I will soon have a chance to take Sasha.
Aunt Jelita walked towards the man's car slowly, yes she must have been hesitant and afraid that in the end I did not succeed. Trust me, Auntie, I won't let you go with that man.
"Hurry baby, why are you so long. Didn't you want to hug your daughter." Good grinning because he thinks he managed to bring Aunt Jelita.
Siaallann, how dare he call my Aunt Jelita affectionately. I think I want to pull the thick moustache out if I have to.
Bugs. The knife slipped out of Good's hand, I immediately took Sasha. My heart is pounding, I'm also afraid that the boy is hurt. "Thank God, son, you're safe now." I hugged her tightly, miraculously she also stopped crying. It seemed like he could also sense with whom he would be safe.
"Saaj... " Aunte Jelita also managed to escape and approached me. "Sasha's mother's daughter..."
"Beautiful boy, you were with your mother a long time ago." I handed Sasha to her mother. Because my business is not done with that guy.
"How dare you take that child, she's my daughter."
"I didn't hear wrong. You said your daughter? Was there a father who pointed a knife at his own daughter" I said cynically.
"Bad!! I'll finish you off."
Lothawat! The knife turned out he had managed to take the knife back. I have to be careful. While Bagus' men, it has been secured by the citizens. The rest I have to clean up that guy.
"Mas Haris be careful..." Aunt Jelita was anxious, probably because she saw Nice holding the knife that looked so sharp.
"Death to you!!" He swung his knife at me but I managed to fend him off.
Bug bug bug bug. We were fighting quite fiercely and draining because I had to be careful on the knife in his hand. "Give up and repent, lest your own daughter hate you for your behavior."
"Cihhh. Don't talk too much, get rid of it."
I warned him but he wouldn't listen. Now don't blame me if anything happens to her.
Siu.. bug. Cretek! one hand I stepped on, the hand he had used to hold his own daughter.
"Aawww.. my hand... Get rid of your feet!"
I held back enough and retreated, there were a lot of children. It is not good for them mentally to see violent events. It seems like it was enough to teach him a lesson.
"Go, if you don't want me to break your left hand, too" I said.
I turned around and smiled at the three most meaningful women in my life. I won't let them get hurt, they're my life.
"Mas Haris!!" I heard Aunt Jelita scream, my lips still smiling at her as I felt...