Unforgettables

I Love U

*When this heart has chosen you at that moment I promise to always protect you.*

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The red sports motor is speeding as if carried by the wind. The crowded city streets did not in the least hinder these two men to continue speeding on the sidelines of the traffic jam.

Arga the man did not stop thinking about Fika, his mind was confused with anger that continued to roll his heart. The anger was not only intended for the man who had kidnapped Fika, but especially for himself. Arga felt that this was where he was the least able to look after Fika. If only time could he turn back, maybe today Arga will always be next to Fika wherever he goes.

But reality was more bitter than he had imagined. Fika is far away and she doesn't know how she is at the moment. Given that back, Arga is eager to hit people right now.

Arga lowered the speed of his motorbike as Iqbal gave a warning for him to stop. The two pulled over and took off each other's helmets.

"Ga, are you sure this is the address?" Tanya Iqbal she spread her gaze around the road there.

Arga followed Iqbal staring back and forth. "Dad, this is Gino's address." Arga said sure.

"But this is vacant land Ga. Let's not say he knows you." Guess Iqbal was suspicious.

Arga said the same thing until he picked up his phone and called Gino back.

"Gue has arrived." Arga.

"..."

"Don't try to lie to me." Flat words Arga.

"..."

"okay."

Arga ended the call and looked at Iqbal.

"We're going into that alley." Point Arga to a small, dark alley at the end of a deserted street.

Iqbal followed Arga's direction before then shuddering in horror. "Seriously? Crazy dark really isn't."

Arga did not respond to Iqbal. He was back wearing his helmet. "We don't have much time." Arga then turned on his motorbike and drove towards the alley.

Iqbal followed him from behind. Not long after, Arga and Iqbal entered the small alley with a slow speed because the alley was very narrow. There's no lighting there. Until then they saw an old two-story house clearly plastered from there.

The walls of the house are still covered in cement without paint. And the courtyard was already full of dry leaves scattered about. The house seemed to have been uninhabited for a long time. Even the lighting there was only one lamp on the top floor.

"Ga, I don't feel good." Iqbal. Cowo was already feeling goosebumps when he first entered the alley. And after seeing the house, his suspicions and premonitions grew stronger.

Again Arga did not criticize Iqbal. After the two of them put the bike in front of the old house. Arga the brave man unhappily stepped up and intended to enter the house.

"Gue bring a flashlight. Just calm down." Arga said without looking at Iqbal. The cowo again stepped ahead of Iqbal.

"It makes me rich." Iqbal said before then following Arga's steps behind him.

The moment the two entered the house, the two looked at each other. The house is really ruined. Even the roof and walls have been leaking and cracking. There was nothing left but old wood.

Arga shone his flashlight towards the left of the room. And there he found a ladder.

"Where are you going?" Ask Iqbal. The cowo pulls Arga's black jacket to hold her away.

"Impress." Show Arga to make Iqbal's hair stand up instantly.

"Why lo? Scared?" Tanya Arga managed to make Iqbal flutter and gulped his saliva heavily.

"Gue man man! Where might I be afraid."

Arga grunting. "Jaudah come on."

Arga walked again followed by Iqbal's steps.   The two of them stepped slowly on the stairs as if they did not want to disturb anything and anyone who was there. Arga as well as Iqbal further accelerated his pace as they heard a voice upstairs. They ran as fast as possible until then beehanti in front of a black door there.

Arga walked up and put his ear on the door, hoping to hear something. Unfortunately, there was not a single sound there.

Iqbal patted Arga's shoulder making him frown at her.

"Gue wait here. You're in." Iqbal's word made Arga's snort sound.

"Say you're scared." Bisik Arga's. Then the man grabbed the door lever before opening it slowly.

"Be careful bro. The spirit!" Iqbal's whisper again made a hard curse on Arga's heart.

When Arga opened the door wide, his eyes were fixed on an object there. Under the dim lights that almost died. One object that made his heart seem to be sliced by a knife and at the same time made his anger explode.

The cheerful girl who had made her fall in love could now only sit weakly on the old chair with a rope that tied her hands and feet with blood all over her body.

Arga looked at Fika nanar with anger that he could no longer express. His jaw tightened and his muscles also tightened in both fists.

Reflexively, Arga's feet immediately ran towards the woman he loved so much with a soft cry from her.

"JIKA!"

Arga's body decays, as if all his energy just disappeared as he with his own two eyes saw blood and scars on Fika's face. His heart seemed to be crushed and torn as his hand touched the face of Fika who had cooled.

"Fik, it's me Fik. I'm here.." said Arga before then shedding her tears.

"Fik, wake up Fik. Open your eyes.."

There was no response from Fika. The girl was silent with both eyes closed.

"Fik, I'm here, I want to save you.. " Arga kept trying to speak on the sidelines of her tears that were relentlessly dripping.

"

Fik I haven't slowed down? Tell me if I'm not too late.. " Arga shook Fika's body hoping she would wake up and listen to him.

"Don't be kidding anymore Fik. Don't scare me.."

"Fik I love you, so please open your eyes. I don't want to lose Lo Fika.."

The tears of Arga continued to flow unbearably again. As she grabbed Fika's body and hugged her tightly. He could feel Fika's already extremely cold body on his skin.

"Fik talked to me,"

"Female!"

Arga screamed in the room, revealing all the tears that were contained in him. Arga hugged Fika's head.

"I'm sorry, Fik.." said Arga while wiping the top of the head of the girl he loved so much. "I'm sorry because I can't take care of you. It's all my fault, IT'S MY FAULT FIK!"

"If it wasn't for my selfishness, you might be happy right now. Sorry .. sorry I can't take care of you. Sorry I can't make you happy."

"If time can afford to reset, I promise I will always be the one who will be next to you. And will be a good guy for you."

"I'm sorry because I always hurt you. Even I have refused many times."

"Gue is stupid! You idiot!"

Arga turned to smell the top of Fika's head gently along with her dripping tears.

"One thing you haven't said to me yet is lo Fik.." Arga grabbed a tiny face before then he kissed her soft lips full of feeling.

"Gue loves you so much, Fik."

Again Arga's tears dripped down. He rubbed every inch of Fika's face with great caution. Until the sound of clapping someone's hands from behind Arga made the man immediately turn around.

Pok!Pok!Pok!Pok!

"What a moving."

Arga clenched both of his hands while looking at the person who had just spoken. His anger went back up to the crown ready to explode.

The black-haired and handsome-faced cowo grinned at Arga.

"Where is my gift? It's amazing, isn't it?" Said the man while putting his arms in his suit.

Arga who stood in his place no longer held himself back. Without saying anything else Arga immediately ran quickly grabbed the man's shirt and ...

BUGS!

Arga hit the man in the face until he fell and fell. Not satisfied until there, Arga returned*** collar of his shirt forced him to rise and hit all out again the man he used to consider the older brother.

"BASTARD LO!" Shouted Arga on the sidelines of his punch. Arga the tempramen man did not even give a chance for Gino to fight, even just to catch his breath Arga would not let him.

"YOU DARE TOUCH AND TORTURE MY GIRL! THEN IT'S MY TURN TO KILL LO!"

Arga continued to hit the face, Gino's stomach until limp. Even Arga kicked him hard. Gino was no longer in contact with the man who had vomited blood due to the hit Arga without pause.

"ARGUS STOP!"

The scream at the end of the room made Arga turn along with Gino.

"Enough Ga. It's too late, he's gone. You have to be sincere." Say that girl innocently. Making Arga ride vitam.

Arga turned to look at him sharply.

"Ga. Don't worry, I'm always there for you." With how dare the woman embrace the friendly hand Arga a sign of caring for the sharp gaze and hatred in the eyes of Arga. He actually stretched his body even more to Arga.

"BASE DEMON!" Umpat Arga while pushing the woman rough to hit the wall.

"START NOW DON'T YOU EVER SHOW ME THAT FACE AGAIN IN FRONT OF ME! OR I WON'T HESITATE TO KILL LO!"

There were no jokes on Arga's face. Cowo was serious in his words. He stared in disdain at Alicia who was now sitting down letting out tears of fear. The pity was already lost for him in Arga's eyes. Now there is only hatred for him.

Arga ignored Alicia and turned to look at Angel who had been staring there. The cowo stepped up then without hesitation clutching his neck firmly.

"Did you kidnap Fika?" Arga's whizzing of anger was clearly in his eyes.

"A-prices. G-go ah!" Arga tightened his hands around Angel's neck making him more short of breath.

Angel did not finish his words. The girl had been thrown by Arga to hit the chair that Fika was sitting on. Angel grimaced as she felt a stream of blood flowing from her head.

"YOU'RE ALL RUBBISH!" Umbat Arga then stepped closer to Fika again.

But just as he was about to touch Fika an object from behind him stopped his movement.

"It won't be that easy." Gino said behind him with a gun he had pinned right on Arga's head.

"Cewe you're dead. And now it's your turn."

Arga grinning. Then the body turned to look at each other with Gino.

"If it wants to. Then do it." Challenging Arga makes Gino's grin unravel.

"OKAY. If it's you, with pleasure."

DOR'S!

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Title: My Owner

Genre: Romance and 18+

Synopsis_

Money and power were the main weapons he had. Violence filled his life. Sex is part of his life. Playing women is his skill. Revenge is the purpose of his life.

His seemingly perfect life turns out to be the dark life of Max Jackqueline Wingston. Men are cold-blooded, cruel and heartless. Whatever he would do for his revenge was avenged.

Even if it was a woman.

His broken heart awakens his black soul to destroy a woman named Tiffany Heather. The young, beautiful and talented woman must suffer at the hands of Max. His suffering as an orphan did not stop there when Max found him and took him into the abyss of suffering more deeply for him.