Jessika's Love Tone
Chapters 133. The storm came without pity
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Jessica
He did not have the heart to continue in the room, watching events beyond reason that he really never expected.
He ran as fast as he could, towards the streets.
His legs were limp instantly, his strength fading away in a split second.
"What are you doing!!" he inched into the street, lamenting the indecent happenings in front of him.
His tears had already flowed profusely, making an unstoppable river.
His heart was in unbearable pain, his mind was claustrophobic. He could not even look at the two of them.
"Oh God"
"Astagfirullahhaladzim" he hit his own chest many times, hoping to reduce the tightness in his chest.
The lonely road, witnessed how much he felt betrayed, how much he hurt too deeply.
It's only fitting that her husband hasn't contacted her all night.
It's only fitting that her husband won't stay at her grandmother's house.
Bad thoughts now dominate the brain, can not think clearly anymore.
His heart hurt so much, he felt like there was never a problem.
There was never a suspicious wave from her husband, but why arrived there was no wind there was no rain, she was hit by a lightning strike like today.
Not yet he finished crying, he was surprised by the arrival of Slamet.
"Sir, Miss Jessika!"
Jessika turned to the source of the voice, which was stirred up to her.
"Why are you here?"
Jessika tried to shrink her tears with a quick movement, not wanting others to know.
But too late, Slamet apparently already knew that he was in a state of not good.
"What's Met doing?, why are you back?" he could even still ask in a normal tone.
"Mbok Yah"
"Mbok Yah"
"Mbok Well why Met?" hardik Jessika, being impatient with the boy's words.
"Mbok Yah, Mbok Yah is not old"
Duaaaarrrr
As his legs withered, his vision blurred.
Don't know what else is going to happen.
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Slamet
He hurriedly pulled over his matic motorbike, because of the roar of a floundering mobile phone. Really don't want to wait.
It hasn't even been half the journey.
Dingan blindly, apparently derived from Lek Soleh.
"Yes Lek, dos purse? (Yes Lek, how?)"
"Met, Mbok Yah Ninggal Met"
"Roll up, gawanen Jessika mutil mrene Met" (Please bring Jessika back Met).
He even suddenly stiffened, "Innalillahi wainnailaihi roji'un" only the sentence was spontaneously spoken.
Inevitably he had to return to Jessika's residence, but when crossing the road approximately 100 meters from where he answered a phone call, he saw Jessika who was struggling.
He did not even have time to mince words, to just ask what was wrong, why Jessika could be in that place.
"Why are you here?" finally he asked, he also panicked to see Jessika who was crying.
"What's Met doing?, why are you back?" He was even stunned, why Jessika even asked him back.
Mbok Well"
"Mbok Yah"
His tongue was suddenly confused, when he was about to say important news.
Mbok Well why Met?" He was surprised, because he was snapped by Jessika.
"Mbok Yah, Mbok Yah is not old" finally he could not choose another sentence that could be more friendly heard in my ear Jessika, understand he is a boy who can not manage his emotions.
Slamet was more surprised, when he saw Jessika fainted.
"What should I do"
He shouted for help to the people who passed by, unfortunately there was still very quiet.
Because it was still morning, around 05:25
But luckily there was a car passing by.
"What's this?" asked the driver, who saw Slamet screaming.
"Sir, please take us to RT 05, P village sir!!"
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David
"Sir, you have taken my most precious day" Mayang replied in a sobbing voice.
Duarrrr
David pecked, really if he had fucked that woman.
But really, he doesn't remember anything.
He can't think clearly.
"No way, no way!!" David ruffled his hair in frustration.
While the maid, still loyal to Isak crying.
His emotions rumbled, moreover he saw the disappointed face of Jessika.
Right, he should immediately chase after his wife.
To hell with the woman, explaining to Jessika that was the main thing.
He grabbed a jacket on his hanger, then grabbed the car keys on the nightstand.
"Listen!!, we're not finished!!!"
"You should explain all this later!!
show David to the girl.
Braaaaah!!
He slammed the door, just like his wife did.
Only, his strength was now greater.
Mayang smiled cunningly, as soon as David disappeared from his sight.
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Mayangs
He smiled with satisfaction, looking at himself in the mirror reflection in David's room.
"You've done your job well" he said to himself.
Then he called someone.
"I'm done, get me now!" he said smiling sly.
He has now changed his clothes, with tights, all-black clothes.
It is a true look that is not as usual.
Who exactly is that woman.
A few minutes later, a sports car came to pick him up.
"It's a lot of fun" he told the man behind the wheel, who was still wearing a mask.
They sped up, leaving David's residence.
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Tomy
"Yuuuuur!!!!" The cold water now hit him.
He woke up, in a disadvantageous state.
He even coughed, as the water accidentally entered his nasal cavity.
His hands were tied in handcuffs, as were his legs.
He flicked his head, reducing the volume of water lodged in his hair.
He was still staring flatly, the three men in front of him.
A strange face, which he had never met.
"Hahahhaah" laughter full of irony sounded from the three men in black clothes in front of him.
"Who are you?" tomy asked with a flat face.
"You don't need to know who we are, which we obviously know who you are" one of the men clutched his jaw.
"Haha haha!!!" a moment later, throw a rough grip.
They still laugh.
"You better not play!"
"Bought!!" one raw bogem floated onto Tomy's face, creating cuts on the corners of her lips.
Tomy endured an incredible pain.
"Listen!!, you must still be alive until your boss comes here alone!!
Tomy feels, if they must be the men of one of David's enemies.
But he felt he had no enemies.
He must now find a way, in order to escape from the captive humans.
"So take care of your attitude, lest we kill you this time because of your pretentious attitude!!" said one of the taller men.
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