Forced Marriage Alea

Forced Marriage Alea
PPA 56# Murka


Ravka is then willing to be invited to sit on the living room sofa along with Nino who just entered the Villa after parking the car. Not far from Sandra who was still in Tiara's arms. He listened carefully to the story of Mukhlis, the young man who became the chairman of the club as well as the person responsible for their club activities in Cisarua. How a Rama without them expected can do desperate in the middle of their activities. Fortunately, a girl told me what happened on a phone call and also became a victim for trying to help Sandra.


"Where is the girl now?" asked Ravka after hearing all the Mukhlis stories.


"He was being treated in the kitchen, he was seriously injured compared to Sandra" Mukhlis replied.


Ravka moved from her seat, approaching her beloved little sister who had begun to look calmer.


"Sandra, are you okay?" asked Ravka gently as she stood right next to the girl.


"I-I'm fine. Brother Alea whose condition is worse than I am," said Sandra stammered still as unwillingly interrupted his speech.


"Alea? Alea who do you mean?"


"Sir Alea, Mas. Our Alea, your wife," Sandra turned her head to look at Ravka.


"So the girl who helped you was Alea? My aloe?" Ravka was silent as if her heart had stopped beating.


"I-iya Mas" said Sandra with my eyes.


"Tell me where is he now?" hardik Ravka panicked.


"A-I don't know Mas, I was brought here and.." Sandra's words just hung up when she realized Ravka left her.


The young man turned towards the Students and Students who held their breaths when he saw the wrathful look that Ravka had cast.


"Say where's my wife?" tanya Ravka glared sharply at Mukhlis.


The young man's voice did not screech, hitting the eardrum. Ravka spoke in a lowly, stressed baritone voice, but with a murderous aura. Making the aura of darkness around Ravka focussed presenting a dim light all over the body that heard. It was like the roar of the king of the forest was bullying his enemies.


"I'll take Mas Ravka back, '" Mukhlis replied quickly.


The calm that he had been displaying now seemed to waver. He believes that this time he will not be able to control the situation. Half-running, Mukhlis walked quickly leading Ravka to the kitchen space inside the Villa.


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"Shhh," Alea grimaced as Kiko cleaned the wound on her elbow.


"I'm sorry, I'll be slower" said Kiko, trying to soften her hand movements.


Alea actually prefers to clean her own wounds. However, his head that had hit the wall still left a sore that made him a little dizzy. Not to mention the pain on both cheeks and lips that are still felt. While Kania who was also tense saw Alea's condition was trembling in her seat. His cousin's condition was even more shock than his own. Be Kiko like a hero of misfortune offering to clean Alea's wounds with pleasure.


"Remove your hand from my wife" hardik Ravka as she saw Kiko holding Alea's hand.


Kiko was shocked to hear Ravka's voice crackling. Not only was the young man shocked. Alea who was sitting was holding his breath when he heard the voice he missed filling the air inside the Villa.


The feeling of pleasure hearing Ravka admitting her as his wife made Alea's heart melt. However, on the other hand, guilt also rippled within his chest. He realized that he was in a place he shouldn't be. She did not ask her husband's permission at all to be in that place at this time, making Gadia did not dare to raise her head. He could only fall down lethargic. The girl's heart seemed to jump realizing that Ravka's pantofel was getting closer to her.


"How are you doing?" asked Ravka gently as she pulled Alea's chin towards her.


He glimpsed the two cheeks of Alea who began to turn blue. The end of his broken lips did not escape Ravka's attention, making the man clench his jaws holding in fury. Next to his clenched hand held back the emotions that began to peak in his crown. He gently rubbed the bruised cheeks of the girl who continued to fill the space of his heart using the back of his hand.


"Shhh.." Alea sizzled as the soft hand touched her still sore cheek.


Rama with a large body weight high has indeed hit Alea with all his strength to leave a mark that is not easily faded.


The young man immediately turned to Kiko who was standing not far from him. With a hasty step he approached Kiko who suddenly felt threatened with Ravka's face ready to pounce.


"Who would dare to beat my wife?" ravka exclaimed with a stifled cry splashed in front of Kiko.


"Not me Mas," sambar Kiko as he raised his palms signalling surrender to Ravka's rampage. "That's all Rama has done. He's just a man who dares to be cruel to women" Kiko added.


"Take that dog*n here now!" the wrath of Ravka who could no longer hold back.


"Sorry Mas, but Rama has been taken by the police earlier," Mukhlis who feels responsible for all conditions of the tide faced Ravka's wrath.


"Do you know, the victims here are my wife and my sister. Can you guys bring that dog*n without my permission?" furious Ravka.


"I'm sorry, but what Rama has done has entered criminality. So it's already in the police domain" Mukhlis replied again.


Bruk!!


The sound of the table being kicked made everyone who was in the room jump instantly. No exception Alea and Kania were increasingly trembling sitting near the dining table that had just been hit by Ravka.


"Can you guarantee my family can get justice by handing him over to the police station, huh?" Ravka sharply memdelik to Mukhlis made the man did not dare to move the goods a millimeterpun. "Do you know the laws in this country are very easy to sell," added Ravka with a roar of breath.


"I will avenge that bajing*n with my own hands,"


"Sorry Mas, actually I have known the lunge of Rama all this time. He often did bad things to girls. I actually warned him not to disturb the Club members. But I really did not expect that he would carry out his actions by bringing a girl from outside the campus" explained Mukhlis.


"I don't care about your club. I want him brought in right now in front of me. This is his business with me, not with the police,"


"I know Mas that we should have waited for the opinion of the family of Mba Alea and also at Sandra related to this issue. It's just that no matter how long after the incident, some police came here and brought Rama under the pretext of the law that I do not fully understand. But all I know is that Rama is the son of one of the top police officers with an asterisk on his shoulder. I think that's why he has always been free to do his depraved actions," explained Mukhlis again.


"Ohh... So he wants to wash his hands after daring to do bad things to the family of Ravka Mahendra Dinata? Alright if that's what he wants," Ravka lowered her tone, but with an increasingly curdling aura of anger.


"No, find out all about those police officers. I firmly believe that he must have a black record, if he dares to protect his son's immoral behavior," Ravka told Nino, who has always been faithful to follow him.


"I don't think it's hard to find black records of such immoral humans" said Nino, understanding what Ravka would do.


"He doesn't know who he's dealing with. I will destroy his family to its roots. I'll make him crawl for forgiveness to Alea and Sandra" Ravka said with emphasis.


Ravka then returned to Alea, pulled Alea out of her seat and put the girl in her arms.


"Now, let's go home" said Ravka softly in Alea's ear.


Hearing that soft voice shook Alea's heart. Until the girl finally dared to look up to the dark eyes of her husband.


"Mas... I want to apologize," Alea said courageously.


"We'll talk about this later. We better go home now" said Ravka silencing Alea.


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