
Time seems to go so slowly, being in a room is scary, threatened, alone and no certainty, making sanity shift a little.
I tried to call Bagas back, but it turned out that my number was still blocked by the man. As I was about to contact Arkana, a hand grabbed my hair, grabbed my phone and slammed it to the ground. My eyes were staring at that tomboy named Michele.
"I warned you not to mess around! but you're wayward!"
His hand holding the gun swung upwards about to hit me with the handle of the gun, but the heavy and authoritative voice of his leader held Michele down.
"Stop Michele, step aside, I'll make her husband dark-eyed first!"
The Japanese Yakuza Mafia-style man let all his men leave us alone, except Frank, the man who was always beside him.
"Take a photo and send it to the arrogant, I wonder if he will remain unmoved by his stupidity or give up and sign an agreement to help our organization's network in the field of IT in Indonesia."
The handsome innocent-faced yet extremely fearsome man opened his shirt. Typical picture tattoos of the largest Mafia group across Asia are painted on his chest and back.
He's swerving towards me. I retreated and felt this whole body trembling in fear. He pulled my shirt and forced me to kiss my neck and cheek, but as hard as I tried to rebel.I feel the flash of the camera took just when I was about to slam but in the friendly embrace of the Mafia boss's man. Our eyes clashed with each other. Suddenly he seemed to be smiling. Our faces are very close.
"If you want Zara, leave Bagas, so a companion like me is much more appropriate for a woman as beautiful as you" she whispered in my ear.
"I love my husband, don't try to ruin everything with the photos and vidio you make." I cried.
"I changed my mind, my dear, at this time all I want is to taste his wife Bagas, I will make you fall into my arms! not just a show! I'll send vidio shur us both dear!" hissing kalap. I took a tablecloth to cover some of my torn clothes.
He laughed in this small room. I was getting more and more frightened, only the miracle of the almighty could save myself and my honor at this moment.
"Don't come any closer! it would be a shame to know your business rival that the Mafia is as respectful as you are trying to get a prisoner woman who is the wife of an honorable man!"
I'm trying to make him feel unworthy of inferiority.
Frank suddenly gives the Mafia Boss a cell phone. After a while later he growled furiously, his eyes flushed looking at me. I shudder.
"I don't care dear, I'll make Bagas Rainhard cry blood for having just refused cooperation despite knowing his wife we've been here for days."
He chuckles. He casually removed his belt and was about to take off his trousers, but Frank, the man with the face of the Japanese indo returned, whispering to the man.
"Cont**! that traitor ruined our plan! hurry back to base before they come."
The Mafia boss I don't know his name is putting all his clothes back on.
"How is this woman Boss? did I just shoot in the head? no longer useful, is it?" Frank pointed the muzzle of his firearm right at my temple.
"Don't Frank, take him, I'll shoot him in the head after playing with him, drag him, take him to the base, I want to finish what's delayed!" said cynical. Those eyes looked at me with anger.
The Mafia boss left me and Frank first, while outside the room a great gunfight was heard with the typical sound of police sirens. Frank dragged me while pointing a gun to the back of my head.
Some Japanese cops are running after me and Frank. But they didn't dare to take any chances, until someone with a face-cover came crashing down, snatching me from Frank's hand. One more man hit Frank's nape. But from the opposite direction Michele fired a gun to hit the shoulder or upper arm of the man with the face cover. The masked man then hugged me who almost fainted from fear. I heard the eruption twice, I saw Frank and Michele lying drenched dar* on the floor. After that I lost my consciousness. Samar I saw the man with the face cover coming towards me, they turned out to be both. Without being prevented again, everything went dark.
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After two days in hospital in Japan, I finally returned to Indonesia. Unseen the figure of Bagas Rainhard. Only Arkana has accompanied me to recover from physical and psychological trauma. Some of Bagas' best guards escorted me home, until we reached our doorstep. The pain of being ignored when I almost lost my life and honor made me determined that after meeting Bagas, I would ask him to release me from this marriage.
"Miss, we'll be guarding Miss Zara strictly for the next few months. You told Miss not to work first, until it's really conducive."
"Where is he now?" I was weak and lost strength.
"Mr does business travel Non, to Europe and ...."
"on your own? without ...."
"Don't worry Non, sir escorted a few bodyguards of choice."
"That's not what I meant, but ...."
I stopped saying, I don't want Arkana to know we're both not okay.
I turned my head towards Arkana, I remembered him saying only alone with the Japanese police and some Indonesian Police. I was intrigued to hit Arkana's left arm, because as I recall the man with the head covering up to the ninja-style face was shot in the left upper arm, or left shoulder, I wasn't so clear, I was, only blood seeped between the clothes when he was shot.
Arkana grimaced as I hit her left arm.
"Non Sick." Arkana grimaced while holding her arm.
I was so disappointed, I thought Bagas was willing to sacrifice his life to help and protect me. But it turns out that Arkana, the chief bodyguard I sent to email my position of confinement, while the man with his ego chose not to reveal his nose until now. Neither did the phone. He only communicates with Arkana.
My feelings were torn apart, foolishly I could fall in love acutely to his false innocence.
If I could turn back the clock, I wouldn't let my feelings play into this marriage. But I realized, it's too late. This feeling of heartbreak and disappointment was so strong it grabbed me.
What do I mean to a Bagas Rainhard? only the woman who helped him answered his curiosity about women. I feel so worthless.
Gontai I entered our room, closed it back, and leaned against the door leaf. Sobbing painfully and slowly my body sagged to the floor. I sobbed while tightly hugging my knees. Putting your head on your knees. Silence, there is only me and loneliness around me.
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