Brutal Husband Cage

Brutal Husband Cage
You promised me


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Dor.


"Boooh!" shouted the bodyguard loudly towards Prans.


Coinciding with Prans who is now in front of the table he wants to achieve.


Bughhh.


"Akkkhhh!!" peekik Jasen's.


The shot that Jasen was aiming at Prans missed 5 inches from Prans' head. From behind Jasen, Samuel who saw the danger still lurking Prans did not stay silent. He immediately flung his legs with a single kick towards Jasen's head, making Jasen immediately fall to the floor.


"You owe me your life, boss!" exclaimed Samuel, by giving orders to the other bodyguards to clean up the rest of the chaos that occurred.


"Save my wife's life first, and you'll call me in debt to you, you idiot!" gerutu Prans without looking at Samuel.


Sreek.


Prang prang.


Prans pull the white tablecloth, which dangles under the table. With the broken glass and plate that is on the table when touching the floor.


Prans was patterned when he saw Naura's state, far from his bad thoughts.


"Samuel!" Prans cried with an echoing voice, the glass on the table close to him was immediately broken when he heard Prans' echoing cry.


Prangs.


Samuel immediately ran towards Prans, drugged, this must be a bad thing to happen to Miss Naura.


With Prans slowly opening the duct tape covering Naura's mouth, the look of a happy face because he managed to find the figure he was looking for.


But the anxiety, anger, annoyance, disappointment now seeped in Prans.


"You're safe, baby, let's get up! I won't let anything bad happen to you again! Open your eyes, baby!" Prans patted Naura's cheek which now felt cold.


Samuel broke into the state of Naura, my God, don't let Miss Naura die God, can the world end Prans without her.


Prans looked at Samuel's doctor's annoyance and annoyance, Prans said bitterly, "Foolish base! Wait what else are you, huh! Waiting for me to shoot you, you're trying to save my wife!" snapped Prans.


Samuel opened the duct tape that was wrapped around Naura's two legs, while Prans tried to open the duct tape that was wrapped into the wife's two tiny hands.


"Hurry up, you idiot! If anything happens to her, you won't let me get away with it, Samuel!" grouse Prans.


"You don't see, I'm helping him! You better pray, hope nothing happens to her boss!" Samuel himself.


Samuel's hand deftly, checked the pulse on Naura's wrist.


"For where? Naura's fine, right?" asked Prans anxiously.


"His pulse is too weak. We need to get him to the hospital, Prans!" said Samuel.


"No, I won't take her to the hospital.the hospital won't be safe for her." Prans rejected Samuel's proposal.


"You're stupid or crazy huh! You want to make him die slowly! I don't know what this stupid man gave your wife!" samuel, rubbing Naura's hand, tried to normalize her Young Miss's body temperature.


Prans frowned, looking at Samuel sharply.


Tak.


Prans pinned Samuel's head.


"Awhhh." - Samuel.


"Dare you yell at me! I forgot you were just my lackey! Quickly come with me to the house, you take care of my Naura at home. No matter what you need to take care of her, I'll provide whatever it is!" Prans carried Naura with his two hands, taking her out of the hotel, leaving behind many bodies that were no longer alive.


Samuel can no longer be kinked, if Prans has already made it to a verdict. Inevitably, Samuel followed him. He followed Prans' footsteps, balancing the steps of the man now on the verge of death.


"Where are you Miss, boss?" haikal asked when he saw Prans carrying Naura.


"You take care of Atmaja, Heni and Dito! The rest let you leave it to Dega and the others!" decah Pram's.


"Good boss, hopefully Miss is okay" Haikal said as he looked at Naura's face.


Prans sat holding Naura in the car, his hands tightly hugging the wife's body, come on baby, open your eyes! You promised me that you would accompany me until I grow old! C'mon baby!


Many times Prans dipped the head of Naura, his hand stroked Naura's cheek, hoping that Naura would be distracted and open her two eyes.


The Prans said in a soft and desperate voice, "Open your eyes, dear! ItΒ΄s me! I've found you! You promised me you'd give me a son, fill my day with your laughs! Wake up, open your eyes!" prans murmured softly, from the corner of his eyes to the outside of the clear fur, dripping wet Naura's cheeks.


Samuel continued to drive, with the occasional corner of his tail peering toward the rear-view mirror.


"Miss will be fine, boss." said Samuel, "Although I don't know how long Miss will close her eyes" he added.


Prans stared intently at Samuel, "Let's talk, Samuel! You stupid doctor!"


Grappings.


Seriate....


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