
"We meet at last." Zain smiled a bile smile, anyone who looked at his face would realize that the man with the blue iris was swimming in a sea of fire. A fire that at any moment could have burned all his opponents.
"I'm not a guy you can cheat on twice." Zain spoke in a heavy voice, his teeth grinding in anger.
That woman!
The woman the detective was carrying was seen holding back tears. His eyes began to redden, his slender body trembling. The purple dress she was wearing looked tangled, Zain was sure her man managed to take the woman by force.
"How are you?"
"I'm sure you're okay. Looking at the clothes you were wearing, I was sure you were partying when my men dragged you in front of me. Am I wrong?" Even though his anger was about to explode, it was good that Zain could still control himself.
The woman is like a glass, you can tell we are happy or not because it is clearly depicted on our faces. That woman is like glass, if you're not careful then you won't be able to fix the crack. Women are precious, so glorify them no matter how bad they are. She is beautiful so make her happy so you can see how beautiful and soothing her smile is. Women are precious, more precious than the jewels of the world. Honor the woman whoever she is. Never use your hands to hurt her smooth skin, and don't use your tongue to slice a woman's heart with harsh words or swearing.
Once you doubt a woman, or hurt a woman, they'll remember that wound forever. I'll leave you too if you hurt me or doubt me. If you ask why I left you? So the answer is, because I am a woman whose heart is as fragile as a glass. Yuna's words were still ringing in Zain's ears, so he could still be patient even though his anger had filled his crown.
"Do you know?" Zain opened his voice again between the silence of the air. Highlight his eyes as sharp as a dagger ready to slice through his opponent's heart.
"When you're happy with your life, I suffer because of you. I think, right now, I want to blow your head off. What do you think of that?" Zain spoke while clenching his fists. Had he not faced a woman, he would have broken his opponent's bones. The anger was still erupting like a volcano, but Yuna's soothing remark about the beauty of women could still hold back her anger.
Now, Zain realized, it turns out that shaleha women are more beautiful than the jewelry of the world is true, and Zain admitted that his woman, Yuna Dinata is more valuable than anything in the universe.
"Now, say. What's the reason you made such a big mistake? If your reason can be accepted by my common sense, then I will spare your life." Said Zain without releasing a sharp gaze from his prey.
"Tu-sir, i-i..."
The woman prostrated herself under Zain's feet, crying for forgiveness but Zain ignored her.
"I'm sorry." Said the woman again, she cupped both hands in front of her chest with her body shaking perfectly. Not only was the woman trembling, Ploy who was standing near Ben did not escape fear.
"I'll end your story right now!" Zain shouted, he walked towards his desk. Ben, Ploy, his four trusted detectives, and one, the woman. They look terrified to see Zain take the firearm he took out of his desk.
No need to wait long, the weapon is now pointed in the head of a woman that Zain does not even know her name.
"What is your motive for committing such a crime? Say it!" Zain shouted, his eyes turning red. He's like a wounded lion in need of an impingement.
"I swear on behalf of my wife, if you don't tell me the truth, then I'm really going to kill you!" Zain is getting ready to pull the trigger. The woman he was pointing at looked pale, frightened.
"Hiks.Hiks. Sir, tollong I'm sorry. I admit to being wrong. I'm khilaf. I swear, I don't have a grudge against you." I was that woman with a barely audible voice, her sobbing sounded heartbreaking. Ben who was still standing by the door couldn't do anything, it was really bad. And he understood the anger of his master. Anyone in his position would do the same.
What's wrong with Miss Ploy? Why does he look scared? Was he involved in this too? Oh my God. I hope not. Ben looked at Ploy sitting on the floor. Ever since Zain met the woman, Ploy had been terrified and it was Ben's curiosity.
"Say, now!"
Dorr!
Zain again shouted in unison with the eruption of the firearm in his right hand. The look in those eyes emitted a deep hatred. As fast as the bullet shot, then as fast as that Zain's hand gripped the woman's chin hard.
"I'm not a new player, after I've eliminated you. Not even ants will find your body." Zain said that just to threaten, he is a cruel businessman but not by taking people's lives, that is not the principle of his life. For him all life is precious no exception.
"Gentlemen, I'm just a pawn. I did it for the money. Really, at first I was interested in the master, but afterwards I took the money from the wa-ni-ta."
Finally, the thing that Ben was afraid of happened as well. The woman pointed at Ploy who was still resting on the floor. Like in a lightning strike in broad daylight, Netra Ploy glared, her pretty face paled. For the first time in his life, he who was a great star was in a gripping nuance, and this was worse than death.
Highlight Zain's eyes following the direction of the woman's hand, anger again filled his entire pore. The man he had always cared for as his best friend was nothing more than a wolf in sheep's clothing, and that further hurt the taste of Zain De Lucca.
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