That Beautiful Prisoner is my wife

Poisoned

"Sorry please let me go." Pinta Mayang with a pleading tone because the man did not budge.He was even glued so staring at Mayang's face and increasingly tighten his embrace. "Sir, please let me go!" Mayang raised his voice.

The man was stunned as he woke up from his daydream. "Oh sorry." Take off her embrace. "Are you okay?" Asked in a worried tone.

"I'm doing fine. As you can see." Mayang answered tightly while looking left right to pay attention to the situation around him feeling unsettled.How about Brian suddenly appeared when he was with other men, what would happen later?

Although he does not want to be big head and hope Brian is jealous, but he still wants to take care of himself only for the husband.

"Let's talk over a drink." Invite the man with his sweet smile.He looks very confident in front of this beautiful woman. "Call me Alex." The man said kindly as he extended his hand.

"I Mayang. Sorry I have to go." Mayang said as he left in a hurry and left the man who was looking at him confused.

Mayang continued to step her feet toward a place that was rather quiet.She wanted to be alone.She wanted to calm herself for a while before her husband would be confused looking for her.

Mayang took a deep breath and threw it away slowly and repeated it several times until he felt a little calm.

A flash of memory hugs Brian on Karla is still ringing in his mind.But that's not what makes his chest feel tight.Kayang know it happens because of Brian's reflexes to something that suddenly moves next to him.Especially A woman that's natural Brian did because he had a helping soul.

But Karla's cynical look at him was what made him furious.He was as blatantly - blatantly raising the flag of war.

Mayang believes in the love that Brian has for him, but he is also not sure.If Karla always teases him at all times, one time Brian will turn away from him.Given the meeting always happens between them every day, he said,it could be that Karla trapped Brian when her husband was in a cornered condition and could not avoid.

Uhh!Just thinking about this makes Mayang so frustrating.He remembered the Javanese saying, saying,

'Treno witing jalaran soko kulino'

Mayang may arise seeds - seeds of love because they often meet.But Mayang does not want to dissolve in suspicion.He took a deep breath and threw it rough.He already felt calm and intended to return to the party.

At the time Mayang turned his body to step, but a figure of a man appeared to approach him with a look of wonder.

"Why are you here? Where's your husband?"

"He was talking to his friend's father." Mayang replied with a smile.

"Why not just join him?" Hans asked with a smile.His warm gaze was implied like a father to his daughter.

"I feel a little tired and want to breathe fresh air."

"You want to sit down and have a chat with me? I really saw my daughter inside you." His face turned sad with eyes like begging to make Mayang so pity.

"Good dad." Mayang nodded.

Both of them also stepped closer to the chair pointed by Hans.A long chair that was not far from where they were talking.

"Do you want a drink?" Markar Hans when they were both seated.

"No thanks dad," Mayang refused subtly while shaking his head.

"You should drink." Persuade Hans slowly. "Because when talking the throat will dry and make us feel thirsty. Let the waiter get us a drink."

Suddenly there was a waitress who wore the same uniform as the servants at the party.Meaning he was also the servants who served the invited guests.There were two glasses of drink in the tray he was holding came closer as Hans waved at him.

For a few seconds Mayang made a wrong focus on men who are tall and putty.Kumis and eyebrows are very thick and large tahilalat located in the middle of the cheek.

Is he really a waiter?

"Thank you." Said Mayang while staring at the waiter full of probing.

The waiter also resigned.

"Let's drink." Hans smilingly pointed the glass in his hand at Mayang before the man downed his drink, leaving only a small amount of orange juice in the glass. "Ah I'm so thirsty." Hans chuckled as he looked at Mayang's astonished face.

"Do you want any more?" Mayang offered a glass filled with orange juice in his hand.

"No son, just for you." Hans refused subtly.

Hans began to tell me about his daughter who had passed away.Such as being reminiscing about a very beautiful incident.Mayang can only listen and nod and do not know what to say.He is just trying to be a good listener.

Hans seemed to take a deep breath and throw it slowly, as if he was trying to neutralize the tightness in his chest due to the longing that was held back on the princess that he could no longer touch.

"You look a lot like my daughter, both in terms of your physique and your behavior." Hans smilingly turned his head to Mayang.The girl just smiled and returned her gaze.

"Brian likes you and marries you."

What's this! So you mean I got married just because my face is similar to your daughter?Hoho, make no mistake, sir. My husband even said that to me. I am not provoked, sir. You seem to be slowly trying to pour gasoline on my body, and hoping to start a fire when I get emotional? You are wrong sir...

Why did Mayang suddenly become upset because of the last words spoken from the old man's mouth?Mayang unconsciously ended up sipping a drink from a glass in his hand.Paahal from the beginning he was determined not to eat or drink food from this party.

God, why did I forget and sip this drink.Why the taste of this heruk juice is strange.I have to vomit it.But how if this man still continues to stare at me like this.

"Do you love Brian?"

God, he asked again, How do I answer him with a mouth full of juice like this.

Glug

"I love my husband." Mayang replied with a confident view.

Oh gosh!I swallowed it.I actually swallowed it!How's this!

"I know that." Hans seemed to smile with satisfaction, but I don't know what. "Alright," Hans got up from his seat. "You can rest here first. I'll call Brian for you." Swiping the top of Mayang's head before he stepped away from the girl.

After the man died, Mayang looked at the glass he had just drank and was irritated, and,he also threw the juice toward his back with the glass still in hand so that he did not forget and drink it back.

Suddenly Mayang felt something strange in his throat.Taste hot and like tightness.

Gosh darn. Why these? Am I poisoned? Is this how people feel being poisoned?!

Mayang tried to reach his throat using his finger so that he vomited his stomach contents.But to no avail, the pain and heat in his neck felt increasingly suffocating.

Mayang then limped to the party venue to approach the crowd while holding his neck that hurt.He did not want to die silly in a quiet place alone At least there are people who help if he collapsed in the crowd place.

Mayang wanted to scream for help.But his tongue choked can not say anything.The dizziness that dominates in his head makes him unable to stand set foot.

And finally Mayang's body fell down on the floor.Glass that was still in his grasp broke hit the floor with sharp glass bells scattered everywhere.

And one of them hit right on Mayang's wrist so that it poured fresh blood from there.Madang lay unconscious.

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