The Beloved Barbaric Wife of the CEO

Courage Ariska.

Alex opened the mask and carved out a smile that was certainly terrible. Alex's blue face greeted Ariska with a shot. Not a feeling of compassion when you see that. Instead, he was just afraid that what he said was an eccentric girl last night was true—if Alex was a pedophile.

"Father, don't be clumsy." Ariska pulls her hand out of Alex's. But Alex certainly did not let go. His right hand gripped more tightly while the left hand grabbed Ariska's shoulder while slightly rubbing it. Ariska goosebumps. He tried to pull over but both of his hands were held firmly by Alex.

Alex is smiling. "You don't be afraid, I just want to strengthen you. I just want to entertain you. Divorce is not the end, not the end. Remember, before you become a father or mother, your parents were both individual beings. If they decide to split up, you should be supportive. It's for their happiness. As an adult, you will understand what love and comfort are."

I swear, Ariska was getting scared, wanting to scream. Instead of quieting down on Alex's advice, the girl with the hair outcropped was even more frightened. Cold sweat has even come out of the pores.

Pulling his hand forcefully, Ariska trembled tremendously. Her lips were muted with a body that also felt frozen.

"I love you the same. You are young, the future is long. So I hope you don't admit to things you'll regret, later." Alex paused for a moment. His eyes were against Ariska's. "The girl should be well-behaved, sweet, submissive. Can't be naughty."

Ariska is getting worse. He forced his hand again until it fell off. But Alex's hand caught his knee and squeezed firmly. The grin was clearly engraved on his blue lips. "You know what I mean, don't you?"

Ariska was still silent until Alex's hand slowly rose and felt her thigh covered in a skirt.

What the fuck? Pulling down Alex's tanga, Ariska began to stand up and grabbed her bag and then moved away.

While Alex chuckled, he let Ariska walk out of his room with a thousand steps. "Go away, no one will believe your words."

Alex's horrible smile came back up, he kissed both palms that just touched Ariska's body. "Harum .. your body is fragrant, Ariska."

Ariska kept running. Tears are flowing without control. Fear rules itself. He even looked back several times—fear Alex followed until he unconsciously hit something. Ariska slumped in a sitting position hugging the backpack.

"Why you?" ask a man with a bald head. The middle-aged man Ariska knew was named Handoko—the head of the school.

Removing her tears by hand, Ariska took off standing with her still-strong hand gripping the backpack. "Sir, help me. Mr. Alex ... Sir Alex has—"

Not yet had time to finish the complaint, Ariska was forced by Handoko to enter a room. "Mr Handoko ...."

Ariska's lips twitched. Handoko's face was as scary as Alex's. The bald man even gripped his shoulder firmly. "Never tell me this."

Ariska's eyes grew. What is this, Mr. Handoko knows about this.

"But, Sir. Sir Alex udah—"

Ariska was trembling. He immediately ran as Handoko let go of the grip. The vow. She's terrified. At school there was no one else to ask for help.

"Grandmother, I'm afraid .." she softly hugged her bag. The poor girl had been hiding in the toilet for almost half an hour. Afraid to meet Alex or Handoko.

Trembling in fear, Ariska ventured out of the toilet to go home. Slowly and settles himself through the room Alex is about to go to the parking lot. But a laugh from the curse man made Ariska step stopped. He closed his ears on the door of the room BK that was not tightly closed.

"Come, Om. No one will believe. So don't worry."

"Don't take this for granted Alex. You know what you're doing is forbidden," snapped Handoko with a firm fist.

Ariska watched closely. Om and the pounding seemed tense. Brave, Ariska peeked out with her cell phone and recorded the conversation again.

"But I like it" Alex's sneer looked creepy.

"You're nuts. If you really want sex, you should get married. Not fumbling around a child's body."

"I don't want to get married. I like them, Om. They're fragrant. They're pure. They're plain. They're more beautiful angels than grown women."

Handoko kicked the table. Ariska even closed her eyes in shock. The bald man stared at the bitch. "Anyway, Om wants this to be the last time you act, Alex. Once again you act, Om will send you out of the country."

But instead of being scared, Alex laughed. "Come Om. Don't so. Don't colot. I'm happy to play here. I like this. He would not dare to complain. Her parents divorced. Grandma poor. Little money they must be quiet."

As if hearing an invisible lightning, Ariska's tears were shed again. He closed his mouth so as not to make a sound then slowly away from the room.

It turns out that what I saw was so dark was true. Mr. Alex is a monster. I have to stop the madness so there won't be another victim.

Ariska's mind suddenly remembered the figure of Kinar. He wiped his tears and reached into the bag and saw Vidio recorded. "I have to uncover this."

Ariska paddled her bike at a rapid pace. Passing the crowded streets with raging feelings. He was scared, really scared of Alex. But it is also undeniable that he is afraid of the future. Surely his name will be tainted, but ....

"Nothing Riska. You're powerful. You're a tough girl. With you shut up you'll make him run rampant." Sighs long. Ariska Grasps firmly on the handlebar of the bike then pedals it strong. "I have to go to the police station. Yeah, gotta."