Don'T Be The Antagonist
Real Limitations

Crack ....

Keisha stared at a dazzling bright light from the direction of the door, there was someone who pointed the flashlight at him, making both his eyes closed with trembling bodies.

After fainting for a while, Keisha looked at the few people entering the room with a relieved look.

They are not thugs, but the police who secured the place, after receiving a report from someone.

"Are you okay?" asked a man, looking neat and handsome in his black shirt.

Keisha stared fixedly, as if trying to recognize who the man who helped her untied the shackles of her hands and feet.

"Do I know you?" keisha asked, having found no answer in her head.

"My name is Azhim, I often appear on television because of a few things. It's only natural that you recognize me, because I'm a famous person, hehe," said Azhim, trying to melt the atmosphere.

Keisha let out a long sigh, staring at the limping Fauzan approaching him with a worried look.

"Are you okay?" fauzan asked, looking at Keisha without intending to touch the arau confirming it directly.

Keisha looked at the man with a fixed look, there were wounds on his forehead and lips, just like the scars of a fight.

"I'm fine, sir. Thank you for coming after hearing their threats. And sorry for getting you hurt" said Keisha, guilty.

Keisha got up from his seat, after all the shackle ropes were successfully opened by Azhim.

He walked up to Fauzan and bowed his body, apologizing once more to the man who was about to marry him.

"It's good if you're okay. What about the baby?" fauzan asked, making sure the most important item inside Keisha's body remained safe.

Fauzan nodded, he heaved a sigh of relief and gave the wife news of all the events in her place. All asking about the condition of their firstborn there.

"Baby Keisha is fine. What about our firstborn? He's hurt bad?" fauzan asked, looking more restless when asking Alva's condition.

Keisha bit her lower lip. There was that feeling and being oppressed upon seeing that response. But he couldn't do anything about it, because all of Keisha's flirting and flirting wouldn't work for Fauzan.

Fauzan looked at Keisha with a slow glance. "Yes, I'll take him home to vayak. At least it's safer than our house" he said, turning his face away from Keisha who looked hopeful upon hearing that.

"Will I be alone in the villa with Fauzan?" inner Keisha, looking happy and excited.

"If it's true, it'll be great. I'll make an opportunity to get into his heart. That way, I hope he's more sincere with me" he said, feeling sad when he said the last sentence.

A Keisha who has always been the center of everyone's attention since she was born, until she was 25 years old. Now even begging for love from the husband of people!

Miraculous and disappointing. But can what? Keisha himself threw himself into this cold hell.

Rice has become porridge. Complaining will remain free. Because Keisha wanted it, so she had to accept all the bitter and bitter taste in her domestic life later.

"Keisha, why daydream? Let's go to vayak, so I can see Alva in the hospital immediately. I was afraid that Aina was crying alone there," Fauzan said, making Keisha smile.

"You won't stay in the villa with me? I was also hurt, sir," asked Keisha, looking at Fauzan with a hopeful look.

"No!" fauzan replied, firmly. "I'll get a doctor for you and go see my wife." Fauzan looked at him coldly. "I hope you don't expect much from me, Keisha. It will hurt you" he said, the last time, before he started to walk away.

Keisha let out a breath of tightness and immediately followed her. "I understand."