Forgive Me My Wife
Kidnapped

Adrian immediately contacted the bank and asked to be prepared a large amount of cash as soon as possible because Yoga wanted the ransom in cash.

Bima like a dazed person. His brain was dead, his mind was in a state of turmoil, unable to think clearly. In the car to the bank, he kept getting nervous. Nor stop snapping Adrian to spur the car faster.

Sometimes Bima closed, rubbing her chest that felt pain because the soul mate was in danger. He took a rough breath with clenched hands trying to control his emotions and growing anxiety.

“Pak, I beg you. You need to stay calm in order to set a strategy. Yoga cannot be left alone. It's a criminal act. Please think about your safety too.” Adrian tried to give input to Bima who was hit by a panic attack.

“How can I think about my own safety if my wife is in danger! My wife was kidnapped, Adrian. And she's pregnant!” his desperate clasping with trembling lips held back the horrors that passed by in his mind.

“I know, Sir. Miss Viona is pregnant. I'm very understanding of your anxiety.For that we have to really mature the calculation. If something happens to you, how can you save Bu Viona?” Adrian put a little emphasis on each of his words. Just this time he dared to argue, Adrian did it because he was also afflicted with anxiety to watch Bima like losing his mind, what if everything ended up wretched because Bima was unable to think clearly in this emergency situation.

“Please sir, think again. We set up a plan. You can go yourself first to the intended address as requested by Yoga so as not to arouse suspicion. I will report to the police. But still turn on the gps on your phone so that we know where you go, do not forget to turn on silent mode. What if there he has a plot to attack you? I'll come with the police without causing any uproar so we can arrest and ambush him. After all, Ms. Viona is someone who is intelligent and not a weak woman, I'm sure she will definitely not remain silent. You must calm down sir, cool your head so that everything is safe and bad things can be avoided.”

“She is pregnant, Adrian. Viona is pregnant. What can pregnant women do to fight in desperate situations. I was almost crazy, afraid something bad would happen to them both. Yoga threatened to harm Viona if we called the police,” she said hoarsely in an unusually desperate tone. Bima rubbed her face in frustration almost crying.

“Iya, Sir. Therefore we must think clearly for the sake of mutual salvation. I'm sure he's just bluffing. You try to buy time there until I come with the police, turn Yoga's attention to the cash it carries. We ask that Bank pack it in a smaller suitcase to keep busy and make Yoga a hassle when transporting it so that his attention is distracted. I will coordinate with the police and come calmly so that Yoga does not suspect. Now his supporters live in low-class thugs because he is constrained by financial problems and will not be able to hire professional thugs with high class tie. So we'd have been easier to bend it. He must be secured and handed over to the authorities, this is a crime, ” Adrian's proposal assured.

“Is this safe? I don't want to call the cops to make Viona fuck."

“We must be sure. And don't forget berto’a. I promise I will take the police without causing a commotion.”

They split up in the bank quietly. Just in case there may be Yoga men who follow Bima's behavior, Adrian sneaks out of the bank using a special emergency door staff at Bima's request on the Bank. Bima explained the situation and they agreed to his request. Adrian immediately skated to the police station using a taxi and asked the driver to hurry.

*****

Nia who had just returned was startled by the guest room door that was slightly open. There was a sound of yoga from inside.

“Hei, beware, beautiful.”

Viona who had just grabbed her consciousness was interrupted by the sound that had just caught her ear. Gluing adjusted the incoming light in his eyes that felt a dazzling piercing. His head also felt heavy, it seemed like the people who kidnapped him were using dope on the cloth used to smother him earlier.

“Hei wake up, you're getting more beautiful if you're conscious.” Yoga chuckles slowly. He looked straight at Viona while leaning against the window sill with both hands folded over his chest.

“You? What are you doing to me, asshole!” viona's screams were full of anger.

“Wow .. wow. Hold yourself pretty. You are in ferocious mode getting teased.”

Yoga approached, stretched out his fingers on Viona's smooth cheeks and stroked her with a murderous gaze from the beautiful woman. In the position of lying on her side with her hands tied, Viona had a bit of trouble avoiding the shameless attitude of Yoga. As Yoga fingers stroked her lips, as quickly as lightning Viona bit her index finger Yoga tight until the owner roared in pain.

“Heh release!” yell Yoga wrath. Viona did not give up, continued to bite until a slap landed on her cheek, feeling sore and pulsating because the tip of her lips was torn as a result of tight Yoga slapping.

“Damn it! You still dare to fight in this desperate situation huh!” the sound of Yoga cries echoed in the deafening air.

“You only dare to a tied woman. Basic sissy!” viona taunts. She was afraid of dying, but she should not look weak so that Yoga would not be easy to oppress her, for the safety of herself and her baby. Seeing from the yoga that seemed to want to harass him.

“Shut your mouth bitch! If it wasn't because I needed a lot of money from your husband, then I wouldn't hesitate to destroy your pride right now. Unfortunately, I need the money I'm going to exchange with you. But if he is late and procrastinate, of course I will taste you little by little.” Yoga grinned evilly, making the feathers of Viona shudder in horror.

“You're begging my husband for money by kidnapping me? Surely the business you built with dishonesty is bankrupt, right?” Viona smiled obliquely even though her entire body felt limp. Luckily, Yoga is not yet aware of Viona's pregnancy because she currently wears a long, loose blouse. Viona was so scared, Yoga hurt her baby.

“Do not talk much!” Yoga wants to grab Viona's hair, but Nia comes in and interrupts saying there is an important phone from the gambling establishment. Yoga undoes his intentions and tells Nia to keep an eye on Viona.

Door shut tight. Nia immediately helped Viona sit down. At first Viona refused and stared hostilely at Nia as well. The fragile girl understood, if Viona branded him as one of the lackeys of Yoga.

“Sit comfortably, Mistress. In order not to disturb the content. You are pregnant, right?” nia said as she looked at Viona's stomach. Nia can see Viona's stomach twitching slightly behind the blouse even though Yoga is unaware of it.

Viona did not reply, throwing a suspicious look. “Si-who are you. Don't pretend to be nice. You must also be a plot with that bastard!” firmly Viona.

“I am indeed a secretary Pak Yoga. But I never agreed to his actions. I'll try my best to keep you safe here. Please believe me. Hope reinforcements come soon.” Nia spoke softly full of sincerity.

Viona stared at Nia intensely from head to toe. He slightly gasped, realizing that there were bruises peering on Nia's shoulders which were slightly exposed as the fragile girl opened the cardigan and left an armless dress worn inside. Viona was also able to see the sincerity of that delicate-looking face.

“Please, I want to sit down. I'm worried about my baby in there.” Viona whispered softly trying to refrain from crying.