Lecturer My wife
Chapter 21 Not accepted

Dion continued to beat Rangga mercilessly. Even with his bare hands, he was not afraid at all.

While Rangga who has been lying on the floor is still presumptuous. With a face covered in blood, he tried to get up.

"Lo's got guts, too, boy." Rangga looked grinning despite being enduring the pain at the corner of his bleeding lip.

Then the man tried to get up and counterattacked Dion. Easily Dion instantly repelled Rangga's punch.

It is quite easy to fight a small thing like Rangga because Dion himself is a black belt karate athlete since the age of fifteen years.

"Aaakkhh.." again Rangga screeched because his hand was twisted by Dion.

"At least if you want to harm others learn to protect yourself. And yes, if you're a real man you should come with a man don't hideously threaten women. You wanker." Dion slammed Rangga's body back on the floor.

"Hahaha, are you defending another former male woman up to this point? So kasian, aren't there any good women you want?" rangga's words that seemed to demean Syifa certainly made Dion inflamed again.

"keep your word Rangga. Or I'll break your mouth right now." Dion was about to beat Rangga but he heard the voice of the woman who was suffocating restrained. Until he broke his intention.

Dion was the hardest to beat someone in front of a woman. For him women are the most sensitive and sensitive creatures so often get traumatized.

"Remember my word Rangga. Never touch Syifa or Bella. Because you will deal with me." with annoyed Dion also left Rangga.

If it's enough for Rangga's lesson this time. Dion could have been cruel, but he still had a conscience. If only there was no law and prayers maybe he had eliminated Rangga at that time.

Just as Dion was about to ride his motorcycle suddenly a woman approached him.

"Wait.." said the woman.

Dion looked at the thin-looking woman, apparently the woman who had been squealing inside the house earlier.

"I'm Rangga's wife. I'm sorry I was just wondering, what did my husband do to Syifa?" Mona looks stamped. To be honest he was also very afraid of Dion after watching him beat Rangga earlier.

"Your husband constantly harasses and tries to hurt my wife. He even threatened Syifa would take his daughter. If he continues like that then don't blame me if I teach him a lesson worse than this." looks from Dion's gaze that he's not messing with his words.

Mona could only bite her finger. It was unexpected that Stifa's husband loved her so much. There was envy in her heart, Syifa had even found a man who was extremely fond of her. While he is just a usurper who is now also starting to waste Rangga.

Mona walked back into her house. He tried to help Rangga who was still lying on the front floor of the door.

"Aargh.. Shit, that rancid boy again beat me." said Rangga.

Mona just fell silent while holding Rangga onto the sofa. He took the medicine box as well as the washcloth and the water in the bucket. Cleansing wounds and blood on her husband's face.

"Akh, sick. Slowly stupid." Rangga continued to squeal as Mona tried to treat him.

Although annoyed, Mona tries to stay calm. No matter what Rangga.

"Why are you still bothering Syifa?" finally Mona ventured to ask Rangga.

Rangga immediately squinted his eyes and looked at Mona with anger.

"That's none of your business." said Rangga ketus.

"Rangga, I just don't want you to keep bothering them. Syifa has a family. And see for yourself how angry Syifa's husband is." Mona tries to remind Rangga. But again all she got was anger from her husband.

"He's just a snot-nosed brat. So-sookan has a lot of guts. At most in serious also ngadu to his parents." with arrogance Rangga still evasive.

Dion is back home now. But he was shocked when he saw Syifa sitting on his bed.

"Where from?" syifa asked in a curious tone.

"That was, just bought a cigarette for a second. I can't sleep." Dion immediately looked for an excuse. Fortunately, after returning from Rangga's house, he had time to buy cigarettes for a while.

Syifa looked back at Dion with a look. There was something that her husband had hidden.

"Are you really just buying cigarettes? I'm not seeing another girl, right?" syifa said with her slightly manyuning lips.

Dion approached Syifa and touched her forehead. Of course Syifa complained because of Dion's sentiments.

"Why should I meet another girl if at home there is already something as beautiful and sexy as this." said Dion while chuckling.

Syifa only grew her lips even more as she rolled her eyeballs.

"Kok wake up anyway, baby? Not sleepy what?" ask dion again.

"Sleepy anyway, this is all over ASI nyedot. Full day is not out." replied Syifa.

"Now it's finished yet? Want to help again?" dion's eyes immediately sparkled hearing Syifa's words.

"No need to. It's finish. In part if you help the existing even more spread everywhere." Syifa refused immediately.

Dion immediately chuckled. Of course he understood Syifa's intentions.

"But if I ask, yes. Counting Bella's dressing, would you love?" Dion, with his effect, directly pressed his head against Syifa's chest.

Of course Syifa immediately kept her distance because she felt amused by Dion's treatment.

"Basar bawdy." Shifa's nag.

"Eh, my husband is a pervert. It also includes loving worship." whined Dion.

But Dion understood, he was just joking with Syifa. Dion's not gonna ask for it now. After what Syifa experienced today Dion just wanted his wife to feel comfortable and at ease.

Dion finally decided to lie down and soon fell asleep.

Because the anger and high level of emotion that he experienced earlier really drained his energy.

Syifa again looked at the handsome face of her husband who was sleeping. But somehow Syifa's premonition says that Dion just did something she's hiding.

As Syifa was about to cover Dion's body she saw the back of Dion's reddish hand as if it had just hit something.

Syifa did not feel any more curious. Finally he secretly searched for Dion's jacket. Hope to find something or another clue.

When checking his jacket Syifa was surprised to find there were blood stains on some parts of his jacket.

Syifa bowed limply. What her husband is doing. Maybe Dion just beat someone up.

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