The Badboy Secret Wife

Pressure And Regrets Of A Brother

This time Nadira could not pretend to be calm anymore. After Arash finished raining his property several times to vomit lava, Nadira cried quite loudly in the headquarters room which was a silent witness to Arash's harsh treatment of his lust captives.

"Shut up! Put on your uniform again!" Arash throws Nadira's uniform that is almost torn over Nadira's body that is plain not covered by a thread.

Nadira kept crying. It was so fucking shit being him. I don't know when Nadira will be in this position.

"Cepet it! I have to go home" said Arash, who had put his clothes back on.

Nadira kept crying about half hysterically. His future was completely destroyed, as if there would be no more opportunity for him to achieve freedom and happiness in the future.

"Make meweek! If you don't call me, I won't stop here! I'll make you breathless and lazy because I've been rude to an Arash!"

Nadira wanted to stop crying, but holding sobs even felt more to make his chest tight. Slowly she picked up her underwear, put them on while not stopping sobbing.

Arash looked at her without guilt. He even felt satisfied because of the success of making Nadira at his lowest point at this time.

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Arriving at home, Nadira went to the bathroom and flushed all over her body under the shower. Still with the uniform he wears.

"Aarghhhhhh!" he shouted very hysterically and then clawed some parts of his body deliberately.

Nadira doesn't want to get out of her bathroom, she wants to shed every touch of Arash on her. Nadira cried under the shower non-stop, very long, really long until he could not remember where he was now.

I returned home after a few days of not coming home. If the money runs out, he will go home. He came home still with the rest of the bruises on his face.

"Nad!" exclaims Galang while looking for the whereabouts of his sister.

Galang did not find Nadira in the basement. He then went up to the second floor of the house to look for Nadira in his room.

Tok tok, "Nad! Pinjem money dong, gope! Make pay bills later!" yelling again while knocking on Nadira's room door.

He was patient enough to wait but long annoyed because there was no answer from inside the room.

"Woy, Nad! Come on, don't pretend to be asleep! The dowry that Arash gave you that night is still there, right? Here brother borrow!" yelling Galang began to be impatient.

After waiting long enough there was no answer, Galang just went into the room of the sister and still did not see the whereabouts of Nadira. Galang only saw school bags and cellphones lying just like that on the mattress.

"Nad!" Galang approached the bathroom door and only heard the sound of the shower still flowing.

"Nad! Brother just take it from your wallet yes, later if aunt Dewi give allotment brother, sister turn over the money to you," cried Galang without bored even though still did not get an answer.

Still no answer. Galang did not want to care, but was driven by curiosity, Galang idly turned the bathroom door knob and it was not locked.

"Nad!" Galang's eyes widened in shock to see his sister lying just unconscious with a body drenched under the shower.

"What's wrong with you, Nad?" Galang turned off his shower faucet and tried to wake Nadira. Galang raised the limp body did not care even though he had to be wet.

"Nad! Oh my goodness, Nad ...." Panicked not because of. Galang laid Nadira on the carpet and looked for a towel to dry her sister's body.

Galang opened Nadira's uniform and saw that Nadira's chest was filled with red marks. For a moment Galang was silent and he knew it must have been Arash.

For a moment Galang was silent and felt sorry. Galang thinks that his sister is depressed because of Arash's treatment, and it all started because of him.

"Sorry Brother, Nad ..." muttered Galang regretfully. But it's too late now. For the first time, Galang cried, crying in front of his brother who collapsed limp. Confused as well, what should he do after this?

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When Nadira is experiencing great pressure, Arash can still laugh to enjoy his world.

Tonight Arash is challenged to race by several motorized communities that regularly hold racing events on an illegal circuit. When the night is getting late, then a road will be sterilized by the young motorcycle gang to be used as a racing arena.

Frenetic frenzy is increasingly felt when the night has gone to its peak. Not only betting money worth dozens of millions, but the main goal of the racers is to establish themselves as the best street racer and get all the respect.

"Lo must have trashed your opponent tonight, Rash!" rev Irfan then makes sure that Arash is ready to start racing.

"Charger what?" ask Jimmy kind of loading.

"Plugs! Make stamina equal to energy On again! Alaaah, you plain pretentious, Jim! You have it too, Astri! That's your charger!" explain Pradit with the parable.

"But a moment, the charger is what is plugged into the connector! You're wrong on the dit, which charger is me! The one who asked for the charge was Astri!"

"Yes, that's how it is! It's the same, right?"

"He's different! If you're analogizing something it should be relatable, bro!"

"Yaela, same with Jim."

"Whisper you guys! Charger stuff is rotated! Focus, Arash has to win tonight! Just make sure there is no sabotage, just don't no, tonight the Arash must win!" said Irfan tried to break up Pradit, which Jimmy always fussed about.

"What's the prize tonight? Any money? No extras?" ask Pradit.

"Say besides money, the winner of tonight's race will also get a hot night with Kate! That's her! Plus plus accommodation!" irfan replied and then pointed to a sexy woman in scantily clothes who was holding a chessboard-patterned flag as a sign to start and end the race.

"Wadidayawww! Super bonus, Rash! Can be steady as the Kate is a bonus that should not be missed!" goda Pradit and he were the most enthusiastic. Her eyes can't be too good to see a sexy woman.

"I won, I'll hand you the bonus!" said Arash who had stood by on his mount.

"Seriously? Don't you want to?" tanya Pradit girang's.

"No!" answer Arash firmly. Nadira was more than enough for Arash. Arash is not the type of player who likes to dip here and there.

"OK okay! I'll pray you win!"

"Threesome is okay, right? For two is the same!" said Jimmy who secretly wanted to.

"No way!" sahut Pradite.

"Ruk very lo, Dit!"

Arash and Irfan just shake their heads with the behavior of the two friends. They can't stand looking at sexy women. Unlike Arash and Irfan who can keep their eyes better than others.

The race is about to begin, will Arash win that race and occupy supreme supremacy as the head of the city's most superior motorcycle gang?

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Galang took care of his sister quite painstakingly. Although not helped by medical personnel, but a few moments later after experiencing fainting, Nadira began to roar, began to calm down but his eyes were empty, his mind also invested far away somewhere.

Galang made the tea warm and painstakingly warmed Nadira with warm-scented wind oil.

"Si Arash still likes your neror?" ask Galang.

Nadira did not answer and his eyes remained blank.

"Nad, sorry brother yes ..." said Galang full of regrets later.

"No, I didn't know everything was going to be like this. Kirain the Arash just want to take his rights once," continued Galang.

Nadira remained silent. As if he felt nothing.

"Nad ...."

"Take me to Bandung!" Finally Nadira voiced, and asked to be delivered to the city of Bandung.

"To Bandung?"

"Yes! Take me to Aunt Goddess' house!"

It's possible, Nadira wants to pull over and avoid Arash for a while. Nadira wants to heal the wounds in his heart and soul ....