I Love U! Husband Carried
CHAPTER 27 - Anta Reza

The thug man nodded so slowly that it was almost imperceptible before ordering Kak Anta to release his hand.

"Remove ta----" The thug muttered as he thrashed without the slightest chance of breaking free from the arm as solid as Kak Anta's steel.

"You I caught and I imprisoned for daring to attack my wife. Tell Ms. Willis, I'm lucky my wife didn't make it critical. I've been kind because I didn't respond to the length of his unpleasant treatment of my wife and children. So, if you want to be okay, don't try to touch them again."

The thug did look as strong as a bull, but Kak Anta managed to conquer it with the precision of the karate coach. Sister Anta did not even appear to be panting. And the thug man pleaded while whimpering.

Sister Anta ordered me to call Rambo. Until then after the call I lay, it did not take long, Rambo came along with the police car.

The thug guy was cursing Kak Anta along the way to the car. Spontaneously, Sister Anta pulled out another sniper, forcing the man into the middle seat of a police car.

My gaze that highlighted was astonished to meet Kak Anta's sharp eyes. He looks impressive from every angle. I have to admit I'm so fascinated and feel so protected.

After Rambo and the police car left, Anta's sister approached me, "Are you okay?" brother Anta's gaze remained straight at me. When she looked at me that way, I found it almost difficult to breathe.

"Thanks brother, I'm fine," I said in a trembling voice.

"I'm impressed with the way you elbowed that guy."

"But it can't stop him, I don't know how to properly martial like big brother." I looked at him with narrowed eyes.

"That's understandable. You weren't raised as a street kid living in a dark alley, fighting for a spot. And having to hang life with others, forever entangled in debt."

I looked at Brother Anta in surprise. "Did Brother ever be a member of a gang?"

"No. I've only ever lived alone." He smiled, But behind his strong and rigid form, was exposed to a sorrowful expression. Feelings that he is reluctant to share for others, I understand, because as far as I know Sister Anta from childhood has lived without parents. It must have been a lot of distress that he had experienced back then, and it was too painful to share.

"Of course, may no one attack you anymore. He's Miss Willis' son, maybe his mother asked to repay you."

Whatever Kak Anta experienced as a child and teenager has made him a very impressive adult man. I realized that no one could match my husband.

"Cania... "

"Yes, brother?"

"Yesterday you say, if you hate your ex-lover to the roots. What reason? He is guilty, but why do you want to judge them all?"

I smiled faintly after hearing her question with that sudden topic.

"His family knew that I was carrying Petra's child, but they were just as evil, none of whom had the good intention of meeting my father or pressuring Petra to take responsibility. The opposite happened, they were the ones who told Petra to ask me to abort."

Sister Anta snorted, again throwing face from me every time she heard something about Petra from my mouth. I felt restless again, did I do anything wrong? But suddenly without me noticing she grabbed my hand that was next to her and grasped it tightly.

As I looked up, I looked at his face... I thought, Sister Anta has a life that is too complex as an ordinary human being.

In addition to her intelligence and impressive face, Sister Anta is also affectionate. It takes a man who is very responsible and big-hearted like him to be able to welcome the presence of strangers in his home and establish an intimate relationship in his life. From what I've seen and felt, I can finally move on, adjust and start rearranging myself. It's all thanks to Anta.

He has done very well in his world. He was a figure created as solace for lost-direction humans and saved their souls immersed in grim lament. The protector of his soul was his intelligence and Character which had always been sharpened continuously to the point of glittering, he had been forged in such a way and worked hard for it.

With all these advantages, he is inevitably a figure of the perfection of God because he created a creature like him. Just like us, he has the deepest side that not everyone is able to dive into, the secret part that he must take care of and keep well and that side is the part that becomes the attraction...

Sis Anta does not have experience being a father. However, I believe that any child will be very lucky to have himself as a father.

And this kid of mine is one of those lucky kids ...

"Let's go home!" His word.