Wife Naughty Lecturer Killer

Wife Naughty Lecturer Killer
Two gang fights.



At the Grisela residence, the girl was seen pacing back and forth indistinctly with her mouth biting her fingernails. He was still worried about Glow. If he knew this would happen, maybe he would undo his intention to trap Vera with other friends. Now he doesn't know what to do to make Glow forgive and befriend him again.


"Non." call the waiter and knock on Grisela's door. Grisela who heard that immediately turned her gaze to the origin of the sound.


"Yes bi" he said as he walked towards the door and opened it.


"Corsec." Grisela and her servant have passed. "What's bi?" grisela asked without her arrogant face.


"Sorry non, there's Miss Monica and her friend in the living room" Bibi said politely.


Grisela nodded slowly then immediately stepped foot to meet her friends. The waiter finished his work again.


"No-no." The sound of shoes echoing in the living room made Monica and the others look to the origin of the sound.


"Gris." his call immediately approached Grisela who was displaying her flat face and jutek.


Now Grisela stopped with her hand held in her chest. Grisela stared lazily at her friends except Stevia. "Sit down." said Grisela still showing the same expression. Monica and the others immediately sat down when they heard Grisela's command.


"Grisela, how's Glow doing?" monica asked to open the conversation. His eyes flashed a worried and fearful face.


"Forget it, he doesn't want to be friends and see us again. Even Glow intends to move to another university" he said flatly with a sad heart.


"Go home, I don't want to be disturbed for now!" remove Grisela and immediately set foot leaving her friends in the living room.


"Gris," called Monica to chase after Grisela but her shoulder was held by Sena.


"It's Monica, it doesn't matter if we're friends with them again. In the present day free association is reasonable, even the current trend, They are the better!" sena said without any guilt. He also displayed a flat face that sign did not care.


"How can you say it Sen! they're our friends!" monica snapped right in front of Sena's face. Let alone heartache, just care about him No.


"Important! let's get our friends out of Grisela's house that doesn't know!" ketus Sena with her arrogant face. Tika immediately nodded as she followed Sena's footsteps, while Stevia still stood where she looked with concern towards Monica.


"Stevia!" call Sena with a little scream. From his voice can be ascertained if the woman is venting her anger on Stevia.


Stevia who heard the scene looked in the shade at Sena and Tika and said, "You guys go first, I still want to be here" Stevie said with a cute face that looked scared.


"You've dared to argue yes, do you want to get out of our gang?!" asked Sena with a hostile look. As with Sena, Tika also stared unfriendly at Stevia.


"Sorry guys, I still want to be here" he said in a weak tone but could still hear everything. Monica removed her sad face and looked up at Sena. "Basar jal*ng has no feelings, go you guys! if you don't want to be friends with him, we'll be friends" said Monica splitting Stevia who still stared fearfully at the two people in front of her.


"Did you never go glassy? jal*ng yells jal*ng. Before saying me jal*ng you should introspect first!" said Sena defiantly with a crisp voice.


"Basic jal*ng jerk!" snapped Monica then ran towards Sena and beat her up. Sena who did not receive her hair in Jambak immediately grabbed back Monica's beautiful hair, not to forget Tika also helped her. "Taste this jal*ng!" snapped Sena hit Monica's head with all her might. The pitying Stevia sees Monica in the crackle, immediately helping Monica by gathering all her courage.


"Let go Monica!" her screams grabbed Tika's hair and then drowsy his head to the floor. "Feel this." beat Stevia in anger. During this time he was only made as a walking doll by Sena and Tika. This is the right time to reply.


Stevia immediately releases Tika who is lying down and turns to help Monica attack Sena. "Bruk." with all her might Stevia kicked Sena flat stomach making blood flow from her legs. Sena screamed in pain holding her stomach. He was crying and seeing blood down there.


From far away, both parents of Grisela ran towards the commotion. Security and servants filled the already messy living room, while Grisela returned to the living room when she heard the commotion of her friends. "Quick down this girl to the hospital." Dio orders on her bodyguard. Tika stared hostilely at the two women in front of her and immediately followed Sena who was rushed to the hospital.


"What is this really about!" ask Dio in a firm tone. His eyes had already drawn sharply towards Grisela, Monica and Stevia. Monica and Stevia's current appearance was really very messy.


"I'm sorry" Stevie and Monica said at the same time, they seemed reluctant to explain everything. Even Grisela coded the two with her sharp eyes.


Don't tell me, it's all over if my parents know everything Grisela's inner self with a fast beating chest. Currently he is very panicked and afraid if his mischief in knowing both parents.


"Grisela." called Dio firmly making Grisela rush her feet towards him.


"Yes pa" he said softly with a frightened face.


"Take your friends into the room and treat the wound." Dio ordered, turning his gaze toward the servant. "Clean this place." he ordered the servants again, and went with his wife to the room.


"Okay sir." said the servants simultaneously. After the living room was empty, they immediately cleaned the room. Don't forget they wiped Sena's blood under the floor. "How much blood is there" said one of the servants, grieving at the sight of the blood on the floor.


It's awful today's child! the inner second servant with eyes who kept paying attention to the blood-soaked floor..


***


In the hospital, Sena was seen under the ER room. His parents were there waiting for the doctor to come out. Those who got an explanation from Tika were not surprised by his son's mischief.


An hour waiting, now that the doctor had come out of the ER room, both Sena's parents immediately approached her. "How is my son's condition doctor" said Papa Sena displaying a worried face. The doctor breathed a sigh at the question. Because it felt bad to talk while standing up, the doctor immediately brought the two Sena parents into his room.


"Say doc." said Mama Sena looking seriously at the doctor.


The doctor again sighed trying to neutralize his feelings. "Sorry sir, your son had a very hard impact on his uterus that made us unable to save his fetus" said the doctor made both parents Sena very shocked.


"A-pa what the doctor meant? our child is pregnant? how old is doc?" papa Sena asked with a slightly trembling voice.


"Our estimate, the age of the womb is only a few weeks sir. The content is very weak and prone, so that's why a small impact can make the child master and mistress miscarry." explained the doctor again looked at the eyes of both parents Sena alternately.


"Alright doctor, thank you for the explanation" said Papa Sena while hugging the body of his wife who is currently crying.


"Sama-sama sir." said the doctor nodding slowly. After that short talk, now both Sena's parents immediately went to Sena's room. A few minutes ago the sisters had already moved Sena to the VVIP room.


In the room, Sena still closed her eyes. His body now looks weak. Mama Sena slowly approached her. "Darling." call her with a trembling voice mixed in disappointment. Sena who was disturbed from her sleep immediately opened her eyes and looked at her crying mother.


"Where is ma? and why is Mama crying?" asked Sena while looking at her Mama's face. From a distance that is not too far away, Papa Sena looked full of anger at his son but he still held him back. "Why can you be like this, son." Mama's crying broke back making Sena stare confused. In his history he never saw his mother cry only about her being sick.


Why is mom crying? and why is Papa staring so angry at me? where is Tika? his mind while loosening his gaze looking for the figure of Tika.