Wife Guarantee

Episode 34

"Vano, i-"

"That's enough, Big Lady! Enough already you obliterated my mother, the person I love the most. Not this time. I used to be a kid, only able to accept the fact that my mom killed herself, but now I'm not a kid anymore! You're dead bedeb*h!"

Vano pulled out the gun from the back pocket. The gun pointed right at the head of Raisa who was dead in fear.

Farhan and the private driver rounded their eyes. Just before Vano pulled the trigger, the private driver first blocked Vano's hand.

'Dore!'

'Trang!'

The chandelier broke because it was hit by a bullet. Knowing the private driver had been slow to disturb him, Vano punched the driver until the driver fell to the floor. This time the muzzle of the gun was attached to the driver's chest.

Farhan yelling. "Young Master! Nay! Be aware!"

The private driver did not resist, avoid, or ask for forgiveness to save his life. The driver's face was calm. Everyone could not see the face of the driver who was covered by the hat, but they knew that the driver was looking straight at Vano.

"Please, Young Master" said the driver in a calm voice.

Vano is still not moving. His index finger moved away from the trigger, and soon the gun fell to the floor. Vano stood up straight and took a breath.

Farhan felt very relieved, so relieved he stroked his chest. If Vano shoots the private driver, I don't know what happens next.

"Rulisa." Vano turned to Raisa. She no longer referred to her mother as a great mistress.

"I'll free your life, as long as you tell me where Nirmala is right now."

Raisa was no longer standing, her legs were already completely limp. Her tears fell, her face pale. This incident was very unexpected. If there was no private driver, he would probably be dead by now.

"I'm sorry, I'm Vano. I'm sorry." Raisa crawled and prostrated at Vano's feet. "Please forgive me."

Vano pulled her legs so roughly that Raisa's face kissed the floor. "Well you know Raisa, the reason I've been letting you live for so many years is your status as my mother. Either way you're still my mother even though I never wanted to make you my mother."

Vano changed his gaze to be very sharp. "But, after this incident, I knew that you did not deserve to be pitied. You want to get rid of the people I love."

Raisa shook her head quickly. "No Vano, this time I didn't want to kill Nirmala, I just gave it to Rafan. I didn't hurt Nirmala at all."

Vano clenched his hands when he heard Rafan's name mentioned. Vano crouched down and raised Raisa's chin with her index finger.

"You remember 17 years ago?"

Raisa was silent for a moment, then she rounded her eyes. "No Vano, please don't do that to me. Please pity me, Vano. I'm mohooon, forgive me." Raisa again prostrated at Vano's feet.

Again Vano pulled his leg. "I am not God who can forgive all your sins. You don't deserve to be pitied."

"Bodyguard!"

Hearing the loud voice of their young master calling out, all the bodyguards woke up and stood upright even though their stomachs were still aching.

"Take him to the basement."

Vano's orders are absolute without anyone being able to argue. Including Farhan who was just silent while watching how the bodyguards dragged Raisa to the back door.

"No! I beg you not! Vano, forgive me! Vano please pity me ... Vano!" Raisa kept screaming for mercy.

The shout slowly disappeared as Raisa dragged behind the house towards the basement.

After the atmosphere calmed down, Farhan took a step forward to get closer to Vano whose eyes were still cold and sharp. "Young Master, is this not outrageous?" ask Farhan.

"No, this is justice for my mother. Did he ever pity my mother when he locked her away for a week there? That ibl*s woman deserves it."

Vano walked over to the sofa and sat there. "I don't allow servants to deliver food every time to the basement. Give him food every two days, and that's white rice and a glass of water. And every servant who feeds must be escorted by a guard."

Vano took a deep breath. He wanted to find Nirmala, but he knew it would not be easy. Although Nirmala was taken by Rafan, she could not find him at Rafan's residence. The man was not stupid, there was no way he would bring Nirmala to his house because young master Vano would definitely look for her.

"You," Vano pointed to the private driver he nearly killed.

Despite dying at the hands of Vano, the driver remained obedient and bowed. "I, Young Master."

"Quickly trace Rafan's whereabouts from the last data he left."

The private driver nodded. "Okay, Young Master."

* * * *

"Take me off, Rafan!"

Nirmala's voice boomed in the luxurious room. Hands and feet tied to the bed, Nirmala could not rebel at all other than her screaming mouth.

In front of him stood a petite woman. Although it looks tiny, never underestimate, the power is very strong. It was he who had bent Nirmala last night trying to escape.

He stood up while looking at the hands in front of the chest. "It's your own fault, Madam. If you don't try to escape, maybe I won't tie you up like this. Wait till Rafan returns."

Nirmala stared intently at the young woman who still smelled. "Hey little boy, don't interfere with people's household affairs. Let go of me, this has absolutely nothing to do with you."

The girl smiled. "I have nothing to do with your household and Mr. Rafan, but I have a relationship with my money. I have been paid dearly by Mr. Rafan, so I have to work well."

Nirmala doesn't talk anymore, it's free to talk to a stubborn girl who doesn't want to untie her before Rafan returns. He cried, since last night he wished Vano had come and brought him home.

'Czech'

The girl guarding him turned around then lowered her head to pay her respects to the person who had just arrived. That person is none other than Rafan.

Rafan smiled broadly as he looked at Nirmala. He came to the bed and sat beside Nirmala. He asked out to remove the clear water that kept falling onto the white cheeks of his ex-wife.

"Don't cry."

Rafan smiled, but it could not be hidden that his heart was very sick. The woman he loved and loved him once cried when he met her.

"Keep your hand away" Nirmala cried. "I'm Vano's wife, you have no right to touch me carelessly."

Rafan smiled again, then turned to the girl who had not slept since last night to take care of Nirmala. "You can go."

The girl bowed. "Thank you, sir." Then leave the room.

Rafan is back to focusing on Nirmala. "Didn't you miss me?" asked Rafa softly.

Nirmala threw away her face. "Don't dream."

Rafan looked at the beautiful face of his ex-wife with gentleness. No tears escaped his eyes. "You are beautiful ..." said Rafan shrieked and hoarse because it held back crying.

Nirmala did not speak and did not want to look at Rafan.

Rafan smiled as tears continued to flow from his eyes. He stretched out his hand towards Nirmala's back. He took off the rope that bound Nirmala's hand.

As soon as his hand was free, Nirmala immediately slapped Rafan so hard that her hand left a red mark on the man's cheek. Despite being slapped so hard, Rafan did not react at all. He even untied Nirmala's leg, as if Nirmala's slap had no taste.

"I'm sorry." Rafan looked at Nirmala with his eyes full of water. Her lips smiled sweetly, but her heart and eyes cried.

"If you love Vano, be happy with him. I won't interfere with your life anymore."

Hearing Rafan's words, Nirmala turned her head quickly and looked at Rafan with a confused look.