Forced to Marry a Handsome Waria
Helping a Foreign Woman

“Shit! Why didn't Dion do anything? He even told me to be professional, when I was harassed like this!” he began to lose control of his emotions.

THE DUAR!

Lightning strikes her tight, making the tree branch fall in front of Alya's car. Half-conscious, he looked at the branch of the tree that fell before him, then after realizing it he immediately swerved and stepped on the brake pedal with all his strength.

“Ah!!” he shouted, who had just realized about the branch of the tree before him.

When he stepped on the brake pedal with all his strength, it turned out that what happened was a tire slip, so even though he stepped on the brake pedal very strongly, he still hit the branch of the fallen tree.

Alya hit the fallen branch hard enough, so the branch got stuck under his car. He glanced in shock, while holding his head which also hit as a result of hitting the branch of the fallen tree earlier.

“Aww...” His head felt very painful, because of the impact that hit his forehead.

Alya tried to catch her hunting breath, and looked up at the rearview mirror to check the state of her forehead.

“Okay, I'm okay, ‘kan? I can't shoot anymore!” muttered Alya, while trying to check his forehead through the rearview mirror in front of him.

Slowly, he realized that he did not have to behave like that. He was fixated for a moment, because he was still thinking about his responsibilities about the filming that must be undertaken one month ahead.

“Ngapain I think so, huh? I don't have to think about it! I ‘kan emang udah make it defaulter!” he muttered that he felt very burdened with his responsibility.

In Alya's other heart, he thought about not caring about all his responsibilities, which only made Dion happy. He felt that he deserved to do this, so that Dion would become a deterrent, and more concerned with himself than the job he had to go through.

“Better this way! Let him know, what he has to do!” it was his murmuring that already hated this state of affairs so much.

BRAK!!

Alya again glared back, when she felt something hit her car from behind her. He looked back at the rearview mirror, to ascertain the circumstances behind his car.

“Aaan, huh?!” he muttered curiously, and immediately looked towards the rearview mirror of his car.

Because it was not too clear, Alya immediately turned to the back seat, to check the situation.

There, there were some thugs, who were rebuking a woman. They crashed the woman into Alya's car, causing Alya to startle when she found out.

“Wah, brash! They bully girls in the middle of a mallem like this! Can't be saved, here!” his murmur was determined to help the woman who was being rebuked.

Because he was always rebuked by his co-star, and could not do anything after, he felt this time he had to help the woman. He must make the men deterred, because it has made women like him rebuked.

Alya checked his back seat, and saw a baseball stick that he always took with him wherever the car went. It was just in case, so that he could guard himself from those who want to be unkind to him.

Of course it was also used for Dion, if Dion messed with him, he would not hesitate to hit Dion using a baseball stick that he hid it.

Meanwhile, the delinquents corner the woman's body into Alya's car, so the woman can't do anything else.

“Eh, hand over all money lo!” snapped the thug's head, making the woman's body shiver with fear.

“I don't have money, Bang!” reject the woman in a very frightened tone, making them very unconcerned about what she said.

All they wanted, was the woman who gave up all the money she had, for their purposes in gambling and getting drunk as usual.

That's human. If there is nothing to be used to gamble and get drunk, they will do everything they can to do their bad habits, which are ingrained in themselves.

“Do not lie! Cepetan kasih, or I did not finish lo!” threateningly, it made the woman scared.

Alya came very bravely, hitting the shoulders of the thug who was cornering the poor woman, using his baseball stick. It immediately shocked them, and the thug's head became in great pain from Alya's punches.

“Ouch! Who hit me?!” his screeches, which instantly turned his body towards his back.

Seen Alya who was valiantly, looked cynically and firmly towards them. It made them glare in shock, seeing a woman who was very brave to face them.

“Eh, you don't dare to be the same girl, yes! Face me if you dare!” challenge Alya, who really has no fear at all with them.

Amidst the rain that had started to drip and not rushing anymore, Alya appeared as a hero figure for the woman.

“Apaan, huh? Lo challenge us, rancid girl!” snapped at the head of the thug, making Alya snort annoyed because he had been called a rancid girl by him.

Indirectly, it was an act of verbal abuse. Alya doesn't like that at all.

“Damn lo, baldy! Don't say I don't fit reality!” snapped Alya, who started doing body shamming to the hoodlum.

Hearing Alya who said she was bald, the head of the brandal was encouraged to do nothing to Alya.

“Strick girl, how dare I say bald!” the snapping, which was unacceptable was said like that by Alya.

Alya looked at him cynically, “Emang lo bald! Why are you angry, huh? You should be angry if I call you gondrong!” he snapped back, making all his men hold back his laughter when he heard Alya say the right thing.

Not accepting the words of Alya, the bald man immediately attacked Alya by strangling Alya's neck using both hands. It made the woman surprised, because the person who had helped her was being rebuked at this time by the person who rebuked her earlier.

“Don't macem-macem lo, rancid chick! Um, I care if you die here, huh?!” her strangulation was upset, which was trying to strangle Alya even more vigorously.

Alya felt almost out of breath, as a very hard bald hand clutched her neck. His breathing was so heavy that he could not feel it properly.