The Perfect Happiness

S2 - Eps 124

Lisa POVS.

Braak!!

The sound of the door being forcefully opened, made my eyes and Dana's eyes both fixed on the source of the sound. A man stands gallantly and ...

"Dave?!" I was surprised to see him in this place. I blinked my eyes many times, just to make sure it was the figure of the man?

I can't believe that if the guy was Dave, the other guy that appeared behind him surprised me even more. Two burly men were holding the hands of a woman by force and brute force.

"Lisa!!!" yelled the woman. Yes, she is Tika. A woman I consider to be my best friend, as well as the bearer of trouble in my life.

"No, what did I say? She loves you more than me or her husband." Dana pulled my chin so that my eyes would be turned to her.

My brain is digesting more clearly. Isn't that what Dana said? Is that how bad Tika is to me? Wasn't he the one who took everything from me?

I just fell silent, as Dana threw away my rough chin while slapping my cheek softly. Then he went down my body and slowly headed towards Tika. In my heart, there is one side that is not willing to see Tika hurt, especially with her condition that is pregnant at this time. Not one child, but two. The twins he was hoping for. But why would he endanger himself and his contents to come to me?

"Wow!! I don't know if you're pregnant." Dana laughed loudly, breaking my daydream. I looked back at Tika from the bed. My body seems to have run out of energy. I should have thanked him, because with his arrival it could make me take a breath, even if only for a moment.

"You know, your body is getting sexier if in this condition," said Dana while stroking Tika's cheek with her fingers.

"Hey .. hey ... take care of that one first," Dave's orders pulled Dana's shoulder, I know what they mean. But why do they know each other? Where did they get this familiar? So what does all this mean?

"Take him there," added Dave, this time he told the two men holding Tika to take her to a nearby couch.

Then Dana came back up my body. He repeated all his brutality to me from start to finish witnessed by Tika's voice which I heard constantly yelling for Dana to stop his actions to me.

I felt like I was doing an adult show with a few pairs of eyes watching me. With tears flowing, even I thrashed using the rest of the energy. Until Dana finally moved away from my body, not to let me free, but she took a pair of scissors.

You guys know what for?

With the look of his eyes ready to devour his prey, he put the scissors on the jeans I wore, then ran the scissors to open all the clothes that covered my body, except my underwear.

It seemed, there was no point in me crying anymore at this moment. Besides, my body is dirty, dirty. They both enjoyed me. What use am I to regret this time?

All free ...

Dana again lamented every part of my body, slowly but surely, until my naughty mouth accidentally released a sigh, because it felt unable to hold everything. Yes, he knows very well where my weak point is. As soon as that happened, Dave's laughter echoed in this room.

I still don't understand what Dave and Dana's relationship is, which I obviously feel like they're both playing tricks on me. Once again, Dana played her tongue at my weak point, making me even stronger for a fight. I broke the rope that wrapped both my hands and my legs. I nodded with all my might.

The pain in the blisters of my skin tied to the rope was nothing compared to my current heartache. Why did God punish me in this way?

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Tika POVs.

Both of my hands were still held by the two men who had been holding me back.

My tears have spilled over seeing Lisa treated like that. Grim and brutal. Every now and then the man named Dave approaches the bed, where Dana enjoys Lisa's body with her tongue. Like someone who has a disease.

"Stop!! Dana stop, please stop!! If you want me, why hurt him!!" my roar, my voice weakened on the sidelines of my sobs.

Suddenly Dave came up to me, pulling my chin so tight that I could feel the pain in my neck. Too painful. "Heh, you're the cave for watching, not commenting!" he shouted while throwing my chin in any direction. And suddenly I became furious and spouted my salivary on him.

Gee!

I spit right on his face. He thronged me back furiously and then, "Based on a brash woman!!" his yell.

Plaque!!

The man named Dave slapped me on the cheek hard, the men who held my hand until they let go of his grip on both hands, letting me fall to the floor. I held down next to my cheek a slap that was still hot and painful. One of my hands was holding my stomach.

Braak!!

A knock on the door surprised us all in this room. I spontaneously turned my head and found Max and Jefri standing in the doorway, with their condition being quite surprising. In some parts of the body they are covered in blood. Whether it's their own blood or someone else's, I don't understand.

Nimble, Dave pulled and held me hostage with both his bare hands, then the two people who had previously held my hand, immediately attacked Max and Jefri. Fisticuffs. Falling, rising, smashing, landing a raw bogem, replying to each other.

While Dana seemed to not want to know, he continued to menyapi Lisa's body. Enjoying every inch of his neck, made me even more furious by his behavior. When Dave's hut felt so weak around my neck, as a result of his divided focus, I saw a pair of scissors that had been used to cut off Lisa's jeans. Lying at the end of the bed, as if waving, asked me to immediately pick it up and stick it on Dana's back. The man who continues to do his dirty deeds.

Yeah, and it happened. The distance I stood with the hot bed was not too far away. So that allows me to run and do everything. As a result of Dave's negligence, I rebelled, grabbed the scissors and then quickly stuck them on Dana's back shoulder. He shouted, his blood pouring out. With the scissors still stuck and as fast as I move, Dana turned her body, clutching my neck until I had to be stuck on the wall of the white room.

He tightened his grip on my neck. My breath slowly began to thin. From his eyeballs I could see a hatred implied to me. Emotions that burn. When that happened, my eyes still had time to see Jefri, my husband who was struggling to hit one of the burly men, as well as Max.

But as if not wanting to waste the opportunity, Dave who had fallen due to my rebellion, now rose and climbed the body of Lisa, continuing Dana's actions. Forcibly tearing the underwear that Lisa still wears. My heart collapsed again seeing all of that. With the rest of the breath I had, I stared at Dana, grabbing her chest with my strength which was also thinning due to the little air I could breathe. I grabbed her clothes, while my other hand was still holding my stomach. The corner of my eye slowly dropped the tear from which I had been holding. And I'm getting weak, running out of oxygen. Slowly my eyes began to close.

Bruug!!

Dana's hand slipped from my neck. I felt like I was getting my second life back. With greed my nose and mouth tried to suck in as much air as I could when my weak body had already sagged down to the floor.

I tried to regulate the heartbeat along with breathing while pressing on the middle chest. Then raised his head, finding one of them already sprawled. I'm guessing it's Jefri's hilarity. Then Max who just managed to take down his opponent. Without a second thought, he immediately lunged at Dave who was trying to tear through the rough of Lisa's underwear, the only cloth covering her body at the moment.

Max and Dave fall to the floor, grappling with the same anger that enveloped their souls. Similarly, Jefri and Dana, who continue to struggle and throw raw bogem at each other.

While I was still trying to catch my breath, I saw a small knife under the foot of the bed. As I gained strength, I sucked, moving forward with my buttocks, reaching out with my hand to pick up the sharp object.

Without a word I cut the rope that was tied to Lisa's two legs. After detaching, I crawled from below to climb up Lisa's body while pulling the blanket and covering her body. There was not a single sentence I could utter when I saw her frightened and tearful face. Let alone a sentence, a word is not able to be thrown at him in this condition.

No longer do I think long, the knife that is still embedded in my grip immediately I use to cut one by one the rope that binds both hands. While occasionally I glanced, paying attention to the condition of Lisa who is now under me.

One bond of his hand managed to escape along with the sound of a shot.

Dorr!!

My mouth was gaping, I felt a hot lead enter my chest. I haven't had time to cut one more rope that still binds Lisa's wrist, my head has already turned towards my own chest and found fresh blood flowing through my clothes.

My body collapsed on top of Lisa's body. One of my hands touched my stomach. While my hand that had been holding a knife, now touched Lisa's cheek. I love her, not only because she is my best friend, but because she has a similar fate to mine. Even I am still lucky. While himself?? Maybe if I were in his position, I would have long intended to kill myself. Ending life with solitude. Without the figure of a father, mother, brother let alone a lover.

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