The Debt Redeemer

117. Bad cat

He ignored the sight of everyone who looked at him. The sound of Milla's cry when rebelling certainly made the attention of the entire bar focused on the two of them. But it's not all a problem. The boys very easily take care of this.

On the second floor, there were still some people there. Some people in black shirts were trying to get customers who were already there to get off. It is also seen that the manager who had talked with Deka there was directing other customers to move to other places. Deka didn't bother with that. The sound of Milla's mutiny was the only thing she could hear.

“Let me down! I said put it down!” Snappy Milla does not care about the views of others against her. He kept hitting Deka's chest. But because Deka's body consists more of muscle, Milla's punch is not so pronounced for Deka.

The floor that Deka came to was filled by a sofa extending from end to end. In front of the sofa, there is a table divided into two. Deka chose to sit in the middle of the exact gap between the tables were located.

“Basic men tah-Hmphh,,”

Deka immediately silenced Milla's mouth with a kiss while carrying Milla sitting on her lap. The kiss ended briefly. But able to make Milla speechless a thousand languages.

“You!” Deka called anyone who was around there.

A man approached Deka turned out to be the manager who had helped bring down all the customers who had already been on the second floor.

“Iya, sir?” Ask the man in front of Deka.

“Don't let anyone up here. Then, don't let the incident just spread anywhere. Understand?” Deka silenced the man in front of him.

The man nodded in fear.

“Not to be too thoughtful. In a moment, there will be some of my men here. He will help you.”

“Good, sir. Thanks.”

“Oh, another one, bring me the most powerful alcohol in this bar. I want you back in ten seconds.” Decide for the umpteenth time.

The man was surprised.

“One, you better hurry. Or maybe you want to know me further?!”

Without a second count, the man immediately ran down. Trying to take the alcohol Deka wants. As long as the man left, Milla still kept her mouth shut.

“Do you not want to talk? Or do I need to kiss again?” Threatening Deka stared at Milla's face intensely. The dimly lit lights from the bar made the male instincts activate faster at the sight of Milla.

“Tu-get me down!” Milla rebelled to get off Deka's lap. But Deka would not allow that. Milla's energy lost away from Deka. So his efforts were in vain.

“Hey, that's not the sentence I want. Shouldn't you explain everything?” Deka tightened her hand which held onto Milla's waist in order not to descend from her lap.

“Huf, huf, tu-tu,mr, this, huf.” The man returned with a bottle of water in his hand. The man walked panting in front of Deka.

“Good, get it.”

Deka stuck out her right hand about to pick up the bottle given by the man. Milla who felt there was an opportunity immediately tried to escape from the grip of Deka. But the result is nil. Deka's right hand re-embraced Milla quickly holding her back to escape.

“Let it on the table. Then you can go. Remember don't let one person come up here including yourself.”

Without much ado the man immediately left Deka and Milla there. He doesn't want to have more problems than this.

“Where are you going? Looking for flirty om-om?” Ask Deka who has been ignited by emotions.

Plaque, a slap immediately shot right at Deka's right cheek.

“Jaga what you said!” snapped Milla threw a loud slap at Deka.