Become Him
Assault

“Tring!” a message came in surprising Rachel who was pensive on the edge of her bed. He still had to gather his consciousness after hearing all the terrible things Brams had done to Ima.

Lazily he checked the message and it turned out that the sender was Brams.

Rachel's chest instantly churned. Whether he should read this man's message or not. But the fact that Brams is with Brandon requires that he check his message. He was worried that something bad might happen to Brandon.

“Rachel, Brandon fever up again.” The message was finally read by Rachel.

“Come to Brandon's room, he really needs you.” The next message came in because Rachel had only read the first one.

"Gosh my god." Rachel rubbed her face rough.

Again, he was forced to go to Brandon's room and meet with Brams. Before going to Brandon's room, he washes his face first. Rachel looked at her face for a while, then closed her eyes trying to strengthen herself before meeting Brams.

He tuned a recording device to record all of his conversations with Brams. He must have next proof if he wants to report Brams.

After the preparations were finished, Rachel went down to Brandon's room.

“Bi Tuti,” Rachel looks for Tuti first but it looks like the woman is not in the kitchen. Finally he sent a message to Tuti.

“Five more minutes I'll wait in Brandon's room. Please bring food for Brandon, he should eat.” That's the message Rachel sent Tuti.

“Good mistress.” Tuti replies, but Rachel does not open it. He let the message he received first be opened by someone.

Sure enough, the message had already been read.

Rachel's feelings are getting less and less. He must prepare for the worst. Because most likely that person also knew Rachel's conversation with Ima a while ago.

In such a situation, he really needed Martha's existence. He wants someone to hear him if things make him have to scream.

“Kriiiiiying!” a phone call then resuscitated Rachel who was silent.

Nata's name appears on his phone screen. Rachel answered him immediately,

“Iya Mas.” Rachel desperately wanted to cry because Nata suddenly contacted her.

“Where are you?” ask Nata.

“I'm in the kitchen, again nyari bi Tuti. What time do I come home?” suddenly Rachel sulks spoiled.

“Still on the road. How's Brandon?”

“Brandon has his fever going up again Brams said. Here I want to check.”

“Check, and don't hang up.” Titah Nata's.

Rachel scrunched her forehead, tumben once she thought.

“Good mas,” Rachel can only resign and according to.

Rachel's headed to Brandon's room. He peeked a little from the crack of the door that he deliberately did not open wide. He wanted to take a peek at Brams' whereabouts first.

But Rachel came closer and suddenly the door was wide open. There was a firm hand that pulled Rachel in and slammed the door shut.

The sturdy hand pushed Rachel against the wall, grabbed Rachel's hands and locked them. Rachel gasped for fear and shock at the same time when it turned out that the sturdy hand belonged to Brams. One other Brams hand now smothers Rachel's mouth.

“Hah, huh, huh!” only that breath was then heard from Rachel's mouth with her eyes rounding red and watery.

“Why were you so long Chel?” brams asked with a grinning face and a roaring breath.

Rachel did not answer, she tried to rebel but Brams' hand grip was too strong.

“Take it easy Rachel, relax. I'm not gonna hurt you. Calm down.” Brams said in a mende*ah voice in Rachel's ear. He also placed his forehead on Rachel's forehead making Rachel close her eyes as Brams' sigh so clearly blew on her face.

Rachel is still trying to rebel, her legs are trying to kick Brams but Brams' large posture makes Brams easily make Rachel not wart.

“You know Rachel, if you're in a fight, I feel crazy. My desire to conquer you is getting bigger. You know that?” brams whispered that made Rachel so scared.

His heart pounded so fast that the feeling would be dislodged. His face was deathly pale, his crying voice was so difficult for him to let out.

“Why do you have to continue to survive with Nata, Chel? If you feel tormented, let's leave this house. I no longer need anything as long as you are beside me. I will live happily ever after.” Brams voice getting lower and full of desire made Rachel scream with a voice that did not come out.

“When it's five minutes, why so long. Where did Tuti say he would come after me?” whispered Rachel's heart that screamed as loud as she could.

“You should know Chel. I can treat you much better than Nata. I can touch you so much more gently. I can do everything Nata could never do. So, let's strengthen our relationship Chel.” This time Brams used her nose to stroke Rachel's cheek. This guy is just getting crazy.

“BUK!” in the midst of Brams' attempt to subdue Rachel, Brandon wakes up and throws his robot toy at Brams. Right about his back.

The special child looked at Brams sharply, full of anger.

“Fucking child! Why do you always bother me huh?!” Hardik Brams with a low voice yet full of nutrition.

Brandon is not flinching. With his steps limped from dizziness, the boy approached Brams and Rachel. With his tiny hands he batted the sturdy arm of Brams.

“No! No! No!” he said while beating Brams' hand.

Rachel's heart felt so broken and hurt to see Brandon's efforts to help her. Rachel is getting more and more rebellious but Brams is getting stronger holding her.

“Hhahahaha..see Rachel, this boy loves you very much. He was just a stupid kid who knew nothing. I should have had a child from your womb, not Ivana's womb. That way my life will be perfect.” Halu Brams with a smile chuckled as Brandon's attack meant nothing to him.

The sick child's energy was too small to resist his powerful father. Rachel wanted to scream until her throat hurt. He shook his head to stop Brandon. She was afraid Brams would hurt her son.

The little boy was not out of his mind. Brandon took his pencil case and smacked it on Brams.

“Hahahaha Brams just laughed because he thought Brandon's effort was just a futile effort.

Because it continues to be smashed, Brandon's pencil box is damaged and the contents are scattered in a mess. Unexpectedly, Brandon took a ballpoint and he slammed it into Brams' waist.

“AKH!!!” Brams complained when it turned out that the ballpoint puncture Brandon used hurt his waist.

“Fucking kids!” exciting Brams. With all his might he pushed Brandon's small body to the point of being thrown onto the sofa.

“Brandon!” Rachel yells as one hand of Brams slips from the clutches of her mouth as it pushes Brandon.

Rachel also gored Brams' nose with all her might.

“AKH!!! Damnit damnit! You dare hurt me Rachel?!” exclaiming Brams who complained of pain. He held onto his bleeding nose while Rachel immediately ran as hard as she could to Brandon after breaking from Brams' grip.

He did not care about his head that was dizzy because it gore Brams nose.

Brams tried to endure the pain. His nose was bleeding and his eyes were watering from Rachel's sign.

“Brandon, here same mommy son. Here, mami lata.” Rachel in her panic immediately examined Brandon's petite body whimpering in pain.

Brams' drive was certainly not a slow push against a helpless little boy like Brandon.

“Where is sick dear? Hemh?” ask Rachel.

Rachel checked Brandon's head and back. There was a bruise on Brandon's right back, probably hitting the saar Brams pushing him.

"Gosh my god." Rachel sobbed while hugging Brandon. This kid must be in a lot of pain.

“Job!” grunts Rachel.

With great anger he turned to Brams. The man smirked at Rachel, showing her bloody red teeth from the nose.

“You want to play around with me Rachel, of course I don't mind. Consider it a warm-up.” Said Brams who walked over.

“Do not approach. DON'T COME NEAR!” screamed Rachel who was frightened.

He stood bent back to Brandon. He was still aware that he had to protect this innocent child.

But Brams has no mercy, he keeps walking towards Rachel, getting closer and closer again.

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