It turns out my husband was a Gigolo
63. (PoV Alves)

[Send help to the location right now. Emergency 🙏🙏🙏 ]

An unexpected reply I got from someone I sent a chat message earlier. Plus he sent the location of his current existence.

I answered the message.

[What happened?]

I waited a while, but there was no sign of my message being read by someone across the street. He must be in danger, I must immediately do as he asks.

I also checked the location sent. He was in a location not far from the market area of the week. Did she go shopping, something happened to her?

I immediately gave a report to the police. However, I did not expect to make a report like this to have to go through many procedures and end up wasting time.

After carrying out all the procedures, they will move. Hope you're okay. I closed the fullface helmet glass and turned on the vehicle engine.

I chose to precede the police vehicle, traveling at full speed to the location point given by Nesya earlier.

When I arrived, the atmosphere only felt quiet and quiet. I was afraid, imagining that I was too late to give Nesya a hand.

There was an unexpressed fear lingering in the heart. I continued to follow the point and heard Mas Aren's voice talking to Nesya.

My footsteps approached the direction of the sound that was visible despite the quite dark atmosphere. "You all right?"

"Teeelaat!" said Mas Arendra.

"Then what about your situation? Is anyone hurt?" I circled the view by focusing the pupil to see more clearly even in the dark.

"It looks like Mr. Aren is hurt, Bang. He was beaten by many people."

Nesya's voice sounded full of worried tones. "Do we need to take him to the hospital?"

"No need. I'm fine." said my brother.

My Netra caught something that was in Mas Aren's hands. He was holding a basket that might belong to Nesya. So, after splitting up on campus earlier, he went straight to Nesya's place?

"You look like a whole family."

Nesya looks flabbergasted. From his face, it was clear that he did not agree with what I said. Meanwhile, I could not see what was inside Mas Aren's mind. He's still as I see him.

Before long, a bunch of cops came closer to us. "Good night, we got a report that someone's asking for help in the region."

I immediately approached the police force. "Everything is safe under control, sir."

Hearing my statement, the look on the policeman's face slightly wrinkled. The times they are upset because it makes them bother, with nothing to do. Aren walked closer.

"So we were surrounded by robbers, sir. It's just, everything is safely under control because of the help of a snake."

A snake? I laughed unintentionally, but I tried to hold it back. I was afraid, Mas Aren was offended as if he did not believe what he said.

"Hmmm, it looks like this location should be combed immediately. The snake must be caught immediately. Otherwise, the people who were in this location could feel restless."

Me and Mas Aren nodded. In the mind is still struggling to think of ways the snake can help repel the robbers.

After recording some information given by Mas Aren, finally the police forces left us. We all moved out of this location.

"Mas, want to go home?"

Aren seemed to think for a moment. "I think I should go home."

"Yes, Mama has been asking you since. Why is it late not back yet?"

Without an answer, he got into the car. While Nesya had already gone inside, out of fear Elena caught a cold.

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After getting a lecture last night for both of our parents, Mas Aren has not been out of the room since dawn. He was supposed to go to work, or had he jumped the window because of the resentment of being lectured by them?

I knocked on the door, but there was no word. "Looks like Mas Aren ran away from home, Ma?"

"Aaah, you're all there. Open the door, just talk!"

As ordered, I pull the door knob down. However, the door of this room was locked by the owner.

tock

tock

tock

"Wake up, Mom?"

However, it was only silent without an answer. I'm more and more convinced that people inside have escaped, like the flying fish drama that Mama often watches.

tock

tock

tock

I knocked back that door. But still silent, making Mama walk closer and stick an ear on the door.

"It seems there is still movement inside. Maybe the guy took a shower again." said Mama passed.

Well, it looks like the person in this room is having no intention of talking to me. I'd better go get Nesya.

I arrived at the exact location at the right time. Nesya had put on the helmet and she had already started the bike.

"Hey!"

He nodded his head lowering the helmet cover glass preparing to climb onto his motorbike. I moved quickly and turned off the engine that was on. This made Nesya raise the helmet glass back with an upset face.

"Here's the key!"

He reached for the key. But the key was tightly in my hand.

"Let's go!"

"You don't have to ride a bike to campus" I said.

His eyes and lips were round looking astonished. "Why is that?"

"Let me drive you to college."

"Don't!" said quick.

"Why? Is anyone angry?"

"No! It's just that later I'm hard if there's no motor. Five meters to the store in front of the campus, I took a motorcycle ride. So, I can't leave this bike."

It is also true what he said. I couldn't pick her up and send her home like other lovers. A lover? Aaah .. It looks like I'm crazy.

The key to his bike I handed him over, and I let him go first. There was Vina who looked like a meaningful smile while holding Elena. The little girl waved, I tried to widen the smile so that she would not be disappointed like that time.

It seems I've lost track of Nesya. He has no intention of waiting for me? It's okay .. This time it's still in the beginning. Can't give up even though it's my own brother that I have to face.

I caught up with him, by the time he had entered the campus gate. He carries a motorcycle like a racer who is not afraid of being ticketed by the police.

I aligned the motor with him. He opened the glass helmet, with a mischievous smile.

"One more reason I don't want to be escorted, because I'm not comfortable being a passenger in the back. Mending me way more times than grigetan." he said a little high.

"Why don't you sign up as a racer?"

tiiinnn

The horn of a four-wheeled vehicle almost made us both look at it in shock.