
"Punish me, I beg you", whine the old man whose body is now tied to a rope.
"Cih..where's your arrogance all this time Gunatama", scorned Sean stared at Gunatama's nyalang.
"Please.pardon me", said Gunatama who was limp and helpless.The whole body was filled with scars from the whip.
"I should've done this to you in the past" Gunatama pointed a gun at the man's head.
"Hold Sean don't be rash.Don't mess up your hands just because the devil looks like him", said Papa Ferdian.
"San's death is too easy for him, we're gonna make his life hell so he asks for K himself
his death", Grandpa Alatas' lead confirmed the child's words.
Sean kept the gun behind his suit and smiled slanted.The view turned to the perpetrator who had given the hot house to his in-laws.Sean's anger was not because his in-laws were shot but because the real target was his palace.He would not stay silent if anyone bothers his wife.
"You give your testimony to his plans and I will make sure your sentence is not severe at trial" Sean said.
"Good sir", replied the man in a quivering voice.He who had witnessed how ruthless Sean had made his guts as a hit man shrivel.
"Good.", said Sean smiling evil.
Before long some police officers came to the basement.Not a new thing for the police commander when it comes to the family Alatas.The man who almost half a century it knows how the Alatas family if it captures the enemies.
"Good day Mr. Wahid", Papa Ferdian welcomed the arrival of the three-star man.
"Good day too Mr Ferdian",,?mr. Wahid replied smiling so kindly.
"Where is Mr Ferdian's prisoner?", asked Mr. Wahid without further ado.
"Let me take a delivery" said Papa Ferdian carrying the police commander to a room where Gunatama was held captive followed by some of his subordinates.
The arrival of Wahid Ansari was greeted with a sight that made him so pity.How not an old man was being tortured by Alatas family man.
"Enough.", Sean said to the man.
"Sir Wahid... How are you?", asked Grandpa Alatas to meet his adopted son.
"I told you not to call me Dad again" replied Mr. Wahid to welcome a helping hand from the man who had saved his life from poverty.
"You are more successful Wahid.I'm proud of you" said Grandpa patted Mr. Wahid's shoulder gently.
"This is also thanks to the help of Dad", replied Mr. Wahid.
"Oh yes..Why may I now bring this old man?", asked Mr. Wahid to his foster father.
"Please.", replied Grandpa Alatas smiling full of mystery.
Pak Wahid's men immediately took the two men and took them to their car.All did not escape the sight of Sean who stared intently at the two men.Actually he was not satisfied to torture Gunatama but what would be said by the police he has come to take his prisoner.
"Let go..!", groaned Gunatama as several policemen took him.
"Be cooperative, sir", replied one of the policemen holding Gunatama who had been in handcuffs.
"I gave it all to you Wahid", said Grandpa Alatas.
"Well Dad.me and the team excuse me first" replied Mr. Wahid.
"Yes.", replied Grandpa Alatas and Papa Ferdian simultaneously.
While Sean stared at the departure of the blue man with a stern and sharp gaze.The man immediately went from a place that already reeks of the blood.He wanted to clean up before the wife came home and suspected it.All his business leave it to the Papa.
Arriving in the room the man went straight to the bathroom to wash his body.He deliberately linger under the shower so that the heat of his brain and heart subsided.
After it was felt enough that the man ended his bathing ritual and after coming out of the bathroom and immediately dressed.Sean immediately went to the room of the child connected to his room.Sight a middle-aged woman was talking to her son.Sean all he approached the man and saw the smiling child seeing his arrival.
"Sir.", the middle-aged woman smiled respectfully.
"He Buk...was Arka fussy during his Mommy's death?", asked Sean stroking the child's head gently.
"Young master Arka is very henchman Master", replied Bi Asih the wife of the butler at Sean's mansion.
Sean smiled faintly and kissed the child so fragrant."Daddy's son smells good, hum?", said Sean as if Arka knew what he said.
"I'll excuse you for a moment Sir", said Bi Asih resigned from the room to let Sean be alone with his son.
"Yes Buk", replied Sean politely.
Sean reaches for his cell phone, and Guan calls his wife, who is still in the hospital, to visit her mother.
Anaya: Assalamualaikum Mas
Sean: Waalaikum greetings dear.Still long?
Anaya:Udah on the way home Mas
Sean:Ob...
Anaya: Is Arka fussing Mas?
Sean:Gok...His fussy Daddy was left behind by his Mommy.
Anaya:Hahahaha.ya well I'll be there soon.
Sean: I'm waiting, baby.
Anaya:Yes Mas...
Sean: Why not give back
Anaya:Malu Mas.kamu yes.
Sean: Hahahaha well I understand
Anaya: Assalamualaikum Mas
Sean: Waalaikum greetings
Clique
Sean smiled meaningfully after mamatikan his phone connection.The man held the child and took him to the balcony of the room.Sean sat on a swing while holding a baby Arka who was so comfortable in his carrying.
Arka looked at the face of the son so similar to him.Even there was nothing similar from the wife on the face of the child.
Soon Anaya's voice called out her name from inside Arka's room.
"I'm in a balcony baby", said Sean half-shouting.
Before long appeared the graceful wife walked towards him and baby Arka.
"Assynoltom...Arkana", as for Anaya.
"Waalaikum Mommy's greeting", Sean replies to the voice of the baby.
"Where's your dear Mama doing?", asked Sean.
"Alhamdulillah has improved Mas despite having to be treated intensively in the next few days" replied Anaya.
"Sorry.So can't come" Sean said.
"What's wrong Mas.I understand you are busy" Anaya replied.
"I took a bath briefly yes Mas.", continued Anaya kissed briefly the lips of the husband.
"You..began naughty, hum?", said Sean who was anxious with the behavior of the wife.
"Hahaha", Anaya laughed softly as she moved away from her husband.
Anaya stepped into the bathroom and immediately wet her body under the shower.Anaya was surprised when a hand was coiled on her waist.
"You must be responsible for fishing for something that is sleeping dear", whisper Sean press p*** the wife with her own that already********* below.
"But I'm the bell-but
"You can do it the other way dear" Sean said in a hoarse voice.
"Mas me-m
Sean directly m***** his wife's lips so gently.When his hands have moved **** browse***** the wife.
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