Cinderella and the Mafia Chairman
Section 35

Darrel tried to sit down even though severe pain after surgery was still felt. Nay and Kai just stood up while looking at Darrel whose anger was overflowing.

Nay casually gives Prapto and Ella a wedding invitation letter. Darrel immediately panicked to make him unable to think clearly. The only thing I think about is Ella's fate and how to save as promised.

"Tell me where it is!!!" Ask Darrel while grinning. He removed the hospital uniform and replaced it with a regular t-shirt.

"You're still sick. Mama doesn't agree."

"Yes okay." Darrel was about to walk out. He knew Nay couldn't possibly provide help.

"wait. Mama has an offer." Darrel's steps stopped. He turned his body towards Nay.

"What?!"

"Prapto location will not be easy to get without our help. The wedding happened a few minutes ago. Em looks like now Prapto's gonna do the first night." The answer is urgent.

Darrel's breath blows rough. Really he wanted to kill Prapto this time if he dared to touch the girl who became his favorite.

While Nay changes plans when he realizes Ella doesn't yet have a taste as big as Darrel. He wanted to keep the show going even longer in order for a strong love to grow between the two.

"Please Ma's. Please tell. I'm not gonna ask you guys for help. I'll go alone." Kai took a long breath. He did not think that Nay could do this just for the sake of proof.

"Go and find it yourself."

"What do you want!" For the first time Darrel raised his voice. It brings its own satisfaction to Nay's heart.

You're an adult, baby. Mama was really happy to hear that. Now it's Ella's turn to be taught a lesson so she can confess her feelings for you. The girl looked innocent but was quite haughty.

"As early. Forget your feelings and let Ella take the place of your sister Nia." Darrel took a rough breath while turning away. There is no other way. He believes that Nay has already bagged the location of Prapto.

"I really love her."

"OKAY. We're going home, baby. Let Prapto fuck the girl."

"Yes Ma is good. Just as long as he's found." Darrel made Nay stop swinging. I'll think of other options later. For now, Ella was saved and did not reach the old gagahi baaabi.

"Hm." Nay smiled knots then handed over a dagger of his pride. The weapon's been smeared with a lot of the victim's blood." Attack worms. That would be fun. Return it to Mama after you're done." Sounds insane. But it was Nay's madness that Kai initially thought was the impact of cravings. All the torture Nay gave was beyond reason and tended to be sadistic.

"Good Ma." Darrel took the gun.

"Follow your Uncle. He will show you the way. Mama, wait for your arrival at home. Bring your brother safely." What else can Darrel do except obey. After nodding he came out and met Alan who was already in front of the room.

"Sorry." Said Alan slowly. His face was full of guilt as well.

"We don't have much time."

"Hm come on." Both of them walked towards the car. Alan smiled, looking at Darrel from the side. The boy who is considered a nephew still looks gallant in walking even though the torn wound on the stomach has not been completely dry. You are strong Darrel. It's like your father. "I'll handle it if you're still sick. I promise I'll take Ella home." Imbuh Alan offered.

"It'll hurt even more if I can't take that Baaabi's life. He dared to touch her!"

"Remember Darrel. Obey the rules of Naysila. Don't show too much taste to the girl."

"I beg Uncle. It's the first time I've ever been in love and Mama has ever separated us."

"Your father can't even fight let alone me?"

"Yes. My mom is crazy." But I love her too.

"For a while just according. We'll find another way."

"I will overcome myself. Don't tell us Uncle's gonna side with Mama."

Alan chuckles. The bruises on his face did not appear to be causing him pain. It was just a small wound, so he thought. Alan was more afraid of Nay's hideous face when he was angry. That was the reason why he was down.

While Ella herself tried to fight back when Prapto would touch her. Her wedding dress was tattered with bloodstains due to the torture presented by Prapto.

No matter what there is. Prapto heartily threw it at Ella while chuckling loudly. She even liked it when Ella cried hysterically along with heart-wrenching cries. Crazy one! Because his desire was increasingly turbulent to hear his torture was successful.

His back, hands and face were hit by the throwing of perfume bottles, teapots and even chairs. Intentionally Prapto wanted to make Ella exhausted until she finally gave herself up to be enjoyed.

"Let's just give up, baby. My weapon is ready to fight." Without mercy Prapto uttered the phrase. Even though Ella's face and body were covered in bruises.

"No! I'd rather die than be the wife of the man who killed my parents." Prapto's naughtiness is shrill. He walked towards the nightstand and picked up a small remote.

Click! A figure behind the glass wall now looks.At first Ella thought the glass to decorate herself. Apparently not. The glass shows Mr. Sudrajat with a weak condition. On both sides were two men holding guns.

"Dad!!!!" Ella shouted towards the glass. His hands shook while wiping the surface. It looks like Mr. Sudrajat is crying. For torture is witnessed by the eyes of his own head.

"Give up or your father will die!" Threat Prapto chuckles. He felt victorious and content to be able to inflict torment on the person who dared to stand in the way of his pleasure. He purposely prepared this plan for the final option.

It can be ascertained if the body buried is not Mr. Sudrajat, but Prapto lackeys are deliberately killed as replacement bodies. That's why Lena refused the autopsy because it's the same as dismantling their own ulcers.

"Please let me go." With tears Ella said. Mr. Sudrajat shook his head. She did not want Ella to give up just for her safety.

Mr. Sudrajat knew that the desire to meet Ella was the peak of happiness God gave her. The torture Prapto gave paralyzed the nervous system to the point that he was unable to speak.

"Be a good boy Ella. You'll enjoy it after this."

Ella was crying. He looked at the father as if he wanted to speak from the eyes. Really his heart was sliced to see the bad state of Mr. Sudrajat who was only wrapped in skin.

"good. Please let me go." Ella had to say that. He intends to save Mr. Sudrajat despite having to give up the rest of his life.

"Good boy." Prapto embraced both of Ella's shoulders tightly while giving a sickening swipe.

"Please close the glass. I don't want you to see it."

"Good baby." Prapto clicks a button. The glass looks like it was before. Ella thought Mr. Sudrajat could not see when it seemed clear how Prapto was trying to give a touch of warming to Ella.

God help my son. Tell him that Prapto will still kill me. Please God.. Pl-please... He's my...

Which father's heart was not sliced when he saw clearly the child sobbed when an old man tried to touch. If only Mr. Sudrajat had a choice, he would have chosen to die together rather than have to watch how his wicked Prapto destroyed his family.

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