Your love becomes my Canduku

Chapter 112

"Sister Sean..!" call Allesya who has been brought right on the threshold of the roof of the building, asking for help so that he can move from his unsafe position. At least he was not rash, so it is believed his body was threatened to plunge free from above, crashing every joint of his bones.

"Allesya..!" sean shouted on the verge of his anxiety, frustrated that his wiggle room was snatched away by two pairs of Thomson's bodyguard hands that gripped his body firmly.

"Yeah!" Allesya shrieked, as her bound body was slightly shoved and almost swung out the edge of the roof of the building as a bluff.

"Thomson's bastard! Let him go right now!" sean said, red eyes show pride accompanied by fear of Allesya's life threatened.

Thomson gave a sharp grin, pleased that Sean's frightened reaction was like entertainment to him. "The game would be so boring if I took it off right now," gripped Sean's jaw firmly with one hand, floating a cynical gaze. "I want you to see him die with your own eyes."

Throwing rough Sean's face to look to the side. "Because of you, the future of my two daughters must be ruined. You put Rebecca in jail, when she was very young."

Sean finally finds out one of the reasons Thomson acted recklessly like this. He did not think that a man who used to be seen as always being wise and authoritative could lose his mind.

"He deserves a prison sentence even though it's not worth the life of my baby candidate who was taken by your daughter" Sean said. A moment of sadness had crossed his heart because he remembered his future baby who had died.

"I still can't take it! And one more thing, because you're also my first daughter Cheryn's got to lose both legs."

Face full asked Sean instantly created. "What does this have to do with me?!"

"Of course it has something to do with you. If you hadn't humiliated him at his birthday party back then, an accident wouldn't have happened. Just so you know, after you rejected her love feelings in front of the invited guests, she knelt you who left the party. I saw you didn't stop your car at all even though Cheryn ran after you, until her body was hit by a truck and her legs had to be amputated" Thomson explained.

Sean screeched followed by his cynical grin. Laughing at Thomson's childish way of thinking, it should not be inherent at this age. "Ck! So you blame me for your own daughter's carelessness? Where's your brain?!"

"Shut up!"

BUGS!

Sean again received one punch in his stomach, making his body bend.

"Sister Sean! Don't hurt him you're a criminal!" allesya's circus seemed to be struggling, a sneaking worry pushing the crystal circles that had already piled up in the eye sinks. I could not bear to see the heart being hurt.

"I told you, my goal is to make you suffer," swung his legs, approaching the seemingly ungodly Allesya. Wielding a gaze full of hateful aura.

"It seems like it's time for me to take the job of a life-rowing angel" Thomson took a revolvel-type pistol from his pocket. "Open your eyes wide Sean Willson. And look how your wife took her life," pointing the tip of the pintol toward Allesya just three meters away.

"You're dealing with me so don't drag him into your grudge, Thomson!" Sean yells. Dispelling the enemy's ill intentions, rebelled in order to escape the check of the hands of both Thomson bodyguards.

Thomson grinned at the devil, not heeding Sean's screams which were considered nothing more than the hum of a mere fly. Without a doubt pulled the trigger of his gun calmly as if without any weight on his shoulders. His lips continue to accompany his madness.

While Sean was struggling, the storm of frustration continued to hit his chest cavity. To grieve yourself for not being able to escape the shackles of helplessness. Blushing eyes began to fog, fearing that Allesya would get hurt and fearing that Allesya would be gone forever. "Allesya .. You must be fine. Even if someone has to get hurt and die, let me take that position" cried Sean.

The incredible tension is being felt by Allesya. His hazel pearls anchored a pushy gaze toward Sean. Sending out various sentimental cues from the look of his wet eyes. "Sister Sean .. I don't want to part with you," he whispered.

The seconds the end of the revolver ready to spew hot lead at the end of Thomson's anticipated death eroded even more. The devil's seduction seemed not to let the man dispel his bad intentions. The face veiled with the aura of evil and the grin of hatred as a sign of it is time to pull the trigger gun.

BRACKET!

DORR...!

The sound of a single shot blared out at every corner of the rooftop, the whirring of bullets shot through the wind.

"Allesya....!" sean shouted in tremendous surprise.

"Bighh!" allesya shouted along with the eye crackling reflex.

"Arr! Brengs*h!" thomson was in pain when his shot missed due to a hard hit by a wooden beam landing on his hand.

"Alvin quickly saved Allesya," Jeffrey, who turned out to be the woodblock thrower, gave instructions to Alvin and immediately got a nod.

Sean and Allesya were a little relieved to realize the arrival of Jeffrey and Alvin at the right time.

Abstaining from fear, Jeffrey beat some of the big body guards brutally. While Sean immediately took advantage of the negligence of the two bodyguards who had previously blocked his hands by attacking them until they collapsed.

While Thomson looked like a lion who lost his food when his evil plan threatened to fail. He tried to find a hint of the enemy's negligence, eyes swept across the floor looking for his weapon that had been thrown into one corner of the rooftop. A sneer appeared on his face when the thing he was looking for had met.

DORR!

"Have your hands up!" one bullet fired towards the sky followed by a firm instruction one of the officers in police uniform suddenly stopped all fighting.

The craziness of the criminals instantly evaporated. Sudden fierce face pias like a padang rat that is ready to be a cat food. The arrival of law enforcement officers complete with short-barreled guns made them not warty.

Thomson's movement also stopped. The weapon that was in front of his eyes was taken. Surprise forced him to immediately digest the atmosphere. A moment of resignation nailed the movement as two policemen tried to bend it.

"Allesya, are you hurt?" a tinge of worry was clearly commenting on Sean's face. Tracing every inch of the female body from the tip of the foot to the tip of the hair. Make sure there's no scratches there.

"I'm fine, brother. But you're hurt," Allesya stared at her husband's handsome face adorned with several bruises. "You must be in pain" he added.

"I'll feel pain if you hurt Allesya," Sean rewarded a lot of kisses on Allesya's face as a form of relief that his favorite woman was fine. "We'd better get out of here soon" Sean said. Allesya nodded obediently.

"Stop you bastard! Our business is not finished Sean Willson!" Sean and Allesya who almost took a step straight locked together when Thomson's hardship echoed.

The man who still holds an unrequited grudge rebelled from the check of the uniformed officer.

"I wouldn't have calmed down in prison if I hadn't seen you suffer the loss of the person you love the most!" as his goal is delayed, Thomson does want to make Sean suffer and go crazy over Allesya's death.

The rebellion that continued to occur, escaped the middle-aged man from the police check. Moving as fast as lightning, hands snatched the gun from the holster attached to the body of a nearby officer.

Holster: gun holster

He pointed the muzzle of the firearm towards Allesya which was indeed used as its main target.

DOR'S!

The detonation of the gun blasts along with a phinisi bullet that shot rapidly towards the target.

"Amkk!" Allesya.

Not feeling anything strange on his body, his eyes were closed tightly back carefully opened, until Sean's broad back was the first he saw in front of him. "Sister Sean?" ogre.

The blue-pearl man turned his body to face Allesya, revealing a calming smile for his woman in between the face that seemed to be holding something back. "Allesya are you okay?" one hand was pulled up, stroking the delicate cheek of his little wife.

With immeasurable anxiety, a pair of netra sliced hanzel immediately rounded perfectly when a thick liquid in red seeped from behind Sean's shirt on the left chest, where the heart was residing.

"Son's brother!" pekik Allesya's. The shaking hands were used as a tool to stop the bleeding in front of him. The two swaying eyeballs stared pushyly at the wound and Sean's face alternately. "I beg you to hold on, brother!" the puddle of crystal circles that had been blocked finally broke down as well. It is powerless to deny the fact that he is currently very frightened.

"I beg you not to cry, Allesya. I really don't like to see it," Sean still managed to calm his wife in between her growing pains in his chest.

BRUK!

Awareness is also increasingly weakened can not support the body longer, finally Sean collapsed into the body Allesya. "Sister Sean! Hicks! Please hold on!"

"Take me off!" Shouted Thomson who was still in the equilibrium mode. "It's better I take you dead with me than I have to rot alone in prison!"

It turned out that satisfaction had not been felt, Thomson who had managed to escape immediately ran towards Allesya and Sean and took them to plunge with him from the roof of the building.

"Sean! Allesya!" Jeffrey and Alvin are shocked to see with their own eyes that two friends have fallen from the roof of a building.

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Insha Allah is less than three chapters to finish😔