The Beautiful Cheating

Nausea Due to Antenna

Mayang and Zack, the two people were silent without anyone intending to open a chat. Mayang did leave Zack, but Zack chased after him because he did not want to be alone like a clown losing customers.

With all the awkwardness that exists, Mayang was finally unable to stand this atmosphere.

"Ck, are we security guards or what, anyway? Just seeing them doang?" mayang asked, his lips pursed because he was bored just seeing the intimacy of El Barrack and Seika who did not know the place.

"Miss is talking to me?" ask Zack, be careful.

"No, the same reason lala mini tuh," replied Mayang, while pointing to the play ground area located not far from where they stand. Zack followed Mayang's line of sight, and Zack laughed.

"I'm even afraid to ride it, Miss," Zack said seriously.

"You who are rich in cakwe can be afraid of lala? Hahaha," ledek Mayang, but the laughter did not last long. Because, Mayang was being confronted by the murderous gaze of Zack's brown netra.

For some reason, stared at in such a way that Mayang's heart was hammering, his blood rippling, his mouth seemed locked unable to make a sound.

"I am indeed burly, are you fascinated with my body?" zack asked in a whisper. Sontak the right makes the feathers Mayang bristles. And because he did not want to be trapped in the horror atmosphere, Mayang finally decided to follow Seika.

Elsewhere, Ali Suprapto was sitting curled up in a dark, locked room. There are only mats and thin mattresses inside. In addition, there is also a small closet containing only a few pieces of clothing that has been provided by the bodyguard who is authorized to take care of Ali during the confinement.

Without light and without luxury. Ali was fed only one-day pack rice twice and mineral water only. The concubines have somehow escaped their circumstances. Clearly, they would be happier once they got away from him.

"Mr Ali, this is breakfast for you, sir" said one guard kindly. After all, the prisoner was still a relative of his big boss.

"Aaaaakkhhh! Goddamnit! I can't do this, what about my wives?!" ali shouted with a huff, he grabbed his hair in frustration.

Suddenly, his head felt heavy and his surroundings seemed to be spinning. Ali's gaze grew increasingly blurry, and his ears were ringing. Until Ali doesn't know what happens next. Yes, he collapsed lying on the cold floor.

Indeed, some days Ali never touched the food rations in the slightest. In fact, Ali would often throw food away before the guards closed the door. Ali was frustrated because his wives were no longer by his side. Of course, for a man like Ali who is hypersexual must not be able to resist his desire for a second.

Radio antennas that sometimes like to stand up suddenly, of course need a venting hole. Only that, Ali even forgot his treasure.

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Sayup-sayup, Ali heard the footsteps of someone walking towards him. His body felt increasingly cold. His bones felt linu, crumpled, sick not playing. With the rest of his energy, Ali tried to open his eyes despite the weight.

"Are you conscious, sir?" there was the sound of a male baritone, a voice that had always filled his ears all this time. The figure's hand reached out to grab Ali's body and help her stand up.

"Rest in my room, sir," said Zack. Yeah, he's Zack. When at the mall a few hours ago, Zack got word from his men that Ali had fainted. With a hasty step, Zack headed to his house to see the condition of Ali Suprapto, with the permission of El Barrack.

"Let me here! Let me die here, Zack!" ali jolted, though his voice was not thunderous as usual.

"No, Sir! You can't die before the Young Master wants it."