Hot Duda: Love For Rangga Season 2
Entrapment

But, when I faced a bigger problem - - much bigger, still, I was afraid that the Saints could not believe, much less accept and forgive me.

The heaviest trial in my household with the Saints occurred as Holy pregnancy entered the fourth month. That afternoon, I was still in the office, and suddenly there was a phone call coming in from the receptionist downstairs if a woman named Sandra wanted to see me.

The lady? What need is it?

"How, Sir?" asked Karin who was still holding the phone.

I nodded my head. "Tell me," I said.

"Good." Karin immediately conveyed to the receptionist downstairs to have the woman face me.

Geck! Geck!

A knock on the door of my room a few minutes later made Karin quickly stand up and open the door.

"Who?"

"I'm Sandra."

"Oh, please come in, ma'am," said Karin.

Dan, right. My guess is exact. The woman was Lady, the call-woman who Raymond had taken to the stables. I did not forget his real name that I wrote on a piece of check paper I gave him.

"Please sit down."

"Thank you, sir."

"What's wrong?"

He turned to Karin, then turned again towards me. "Can you speak for yourself, sir? I.. I am ashamed that anyone has heard.

"alright. You please come out first, Karin."

Karin nodded in understanding, and soon passed from before us.

He glanced at the door, making sure the square-shaped wide object was completely covered. "I want to borrow money. I mean, I want to ask Mr. money."

"For what? Is my money out of that time?"

He nodded in fear. "One of my children is sick. I need a lot of money for healing."

"Oh, I'm concerned."

"So...what...?"

"I called my wife first, I can't decide this on my own."

Lady Sandra nodded again. I got out of my chair and went into my private room. There, I called Suci and told her the truth. From the shackles of desire in the stables of that time, to this very moment: the woman came to my office and made her request to me.

"It's okay, Mom. Just give. Poor him."

"OKAY. Thank ye. You are so good."

"Together, Mas. Go home quickly, yeah. I miss."

But I can't go home.

When I opened the door, in a quick flash without even dodging, a syringe grabbed and stabbed me in the neck. I staggered and landed on the floor.

I don't know how long I fainted. But when I woke up, I felt my body was very weak. I can't move my hands and feet. And. severe. I'm in a plain state without a single sheet of cloth. The smell of eucalyptus oil pierced my sense of smell and splashes of water drenched my face: the woman purposely awakened me from fainting, but also gave me medicine that left part of my body feeling paralyzed. In fact, my voice can't speak very loud. But my brain can still work.

I'm angry, but I can't do anything about it. As soon as I opened my eyes, other than my innocent body...

The Lady was on top of me -- wearing me, with a body that was as innocent as mine.

My anger is a futile thing. I can't even yell at him. It is said that even resignation is not right. Meanwhile, an active camera was filming this bed scene. I'm caught in a trap....