Love In Tragedy
Chapter 55. I'm begging.....

Entering Erick's room, Yoga immediately dropped her body onto the sofa. Yoga started thinking about how to get Biqha to come back to him.

" I should be able to convince Biqha to come back to me. I will never be willing until Biqha belongs to someone else. Especially that Dawn. He is not comparable to me and he does not deserve to be with Biqha. No. I can't lose to him. Biqha will only be mine. She's mine....."

His jealousy towards Dawn made him really restless, and forced him to make excuses like this. And Yoga is absolutely determined to win back Biqha's heart. He would use this opportunity to talk heart to heart with Biqha.

Yoga also played his laptop while waiting for Biqha to finish working on the proposal. While outside the room, Biqha carefully tried to study the proposals brought by Yoga.

Biqha diligently examined and revised the details of the proposal. It was only around nine o'clock that Biqha managed to complete all of her tasks. For a moment Biqha stretched her body, to relax her muscles that felt stiff, because it did not stop working until night.

" Thalhamdhulhillhah..... Hakhirnyha shelheshai jhugha." (Alhamdulillah.... Finally finished too.)

After that he held his stomach that felt sore because of hunger. Biqha rushed to clean up everything so that she could quickly go home. Biqha knocked on the door of the manager room and waited for a moment before opening the door.

" bi.... Are you done yet? "

Tanya Yoga as soon as Biqha opened the door.Biqha nodded her head. And walked over to submit the proposal to Yoga. Yoga accepts it with a fluffy smile.

" Shebhelhumnyha shayha jhugha shudhah mhenghirhimkhan rhinchihannyha phadha phak Ehrhik mhelhalhui chet. Haghar dhia jhugha bhisha mhemherhikshanyha, dhan bhisha shechephatnyha mhenyhemphurnhakhan bhaghihan yhang khurhang phas. Thaphi bhelhum. Shepherthinyha phonshel phak Ehrhik shedhang thidhak hakhakhif. "

(I have also previously sent the details to Mr. Erick via chat. So that he can also check it, and can immediately perfect the part that is not fitting. But not yet sent. It looks like Mr. Erick's phone is off.)

Yoga was surprised to hear Biqha's explanation, that she told Erick about it. But the last sentence made him breathe a sigh of relief.

" It doesn't need to be Bi.... I think this proposal is good. I'm sure Erick agrees, too. Thank you for your help today Bi....."

" Khalhau bheghithu shayha phermhishi phulhang phak.." (then excuse me to go home, sir.).

" She wait.....! "

Yoga quickly got up, and tried to restrain Biqha's departure.

" Let me drive you.....! It's late at night, danger if you go home alone. "

" Ghak hushah. Shayha shudhah pheshan hojhol. Phermhishi.." (no sir. I have ordered ojol. Excuse me.).

Biqha rushed over wanting to step away, but before that Yoga managed to grab her arm and hold her back. And by reflex Biqha releases her arm from the handle of Yoga.

" bi.... Please let me take you home ! Think of this as my gratitude for your help today. "

" Mhahaf phak..shebhelhumnyha thehimha khashih, thaphi hithu thidhak pherlhu. Hithu shudhah mhenjhadhi bhaghian dharhi phekherjhahan shayha. Jhadhi bhaphak thidhak pherlhu bhertherhimha khashih shepherthi. Mmhahaf...... Shoudhah mhalham. Shayha harhus phulhang phak, phermhishi...."

(Sorry sir.... Thanks before, but it's not necessary. That has become part of my job. So you don't have to thank me like that. Excuse me.... It's night. I have to go home sir, excuse me.).

Biqha turned back, but Yoga quickly stepped in to block Biqha.

" But I've made you have to overtime until this late Bi..... You haven't eaten either, have you ?! So how about we eat....."

" Thidhak pherlhu phak" (No need sir.)

Biqha immediately cut off Yoga's speech, because she felt annoyed and became very uncomfortable with Yoga's attitude. For a moment Yoga fell silent because of the firm tone that came out of Biqha's mouth. Yoga looked at the irritated-looking eyeballs wistfully. His heart was wounded by Biqha's refusal.

" Phermhishe....."

For the umpteenth time Biqha said goodbye and hurried away. Yoga stopped him. This time Yoga blocked Biqha's arm and did not want to take it off, even though Biqha tried hard to release her arm.

" bi..... Please ! Let me drive you, this time Bi..... "

" LHEPHAS....! "

With great difficulty, Biqha was finally able to release her arm from the clutches of Yoga.

" Bi I just wanted to drive you. L'm.... I miss you so much, Bi. Can't you just give me a minute ! "

Now not only feel uncomfortable, but fear also began to envelop the mind of Biqha, seeing the attitude of Yoga that returned like some time ago. Moreover, there was no one around them at the moment.

Not wanting this problem to be prolonged, Biqha stepped up quickly to grab the door handle. But Yoga still did not want to give up and pursue it, Yoga even directly embraced Biqha from behind.

" bi.... Please just a minute. Let me be with you. "

Biqha's body instantly became stiff, she felt shock with the treatment of Yoga. For a lifetime, this was the first time Biqha had been embraced by a man other than her father and sister. The feeling of fear haunted Biqha even more, until his body immediately shivered.

" The.lhephaskhan ! "

Yoga feels an incredible sensation. One of the things that has been a fantasy for a long time, can finally become real. A feeling of warmth, happiness and calm so make Yoga complacent.

Inhaled Biqha body aroma with the remnants of perfume fragrance that is still attached to Biqha clothes, making Yoga more lulled and more tightly embrace it. Making Biqha increasingly shivering in fear.

And at that moment Biqha tried to fight her fear by rebelling, trying her hardest to break away from Yoga. But the more Biqha rebelled, the more Yoga embraced her tightly.

" he...LHEPHAS....!!! "

The cry of Biqha made Yoga wake up, and instantly let go of her embrace. And immediately stepped in front of Biqha.

" Sorry.sorry. I don't mean to be rude to you Bi..... I just need a minute...aja yes...! Give me a minute to talk Bi...."

Although the embrace of Yoga has been released, but the body Biqha still feels stiff. His body became cold because of fear. His eyes turned red and began to glow. His chest also felt tight. Biqha tries her best to control her feelings, fighting her fear with positive thinking.

" Hapha yhang pherlhu dhihomhonghin lhaghi? Phekherjahan shayha shudhah shelheshai khan phak ? " (what else to say? My job is done, right?)

" bi..... Please....."

Suddenly the phone in Biqha's hand rang, quickly Biqha would answer the video call, but Yoga first seized it. Turns out it was a call from the ojol that Biqha ordered. Yoga quickly turned off Biqha's phone.

Biqha tried to take back her phone. But Yoga actually complicates it by hiding the phone behind his body. Biqha insisted on taking her phone, putting their bodies closer together.

No doubt it just makes Yoga re-burdened with beauty, and the smell of Biqha body makes him lose his mind. Yoga caught Biqha in his arms again.

" HAPHA YHANG KHAMHU LHAKHUKHAN? LHEPHASKHAN...! LHEPHAS.....!

Biqha rebelled, wriggling trying to break away from the yoke of Yoga. But it just makes the feeling of Yoga turbulent.

" I can't let you go Bi...... I really love you. I've been trying my hardest to bury this feeling, but I miss you even more. I can't Bi...... I can't live without you."

Yoga pours out his feelings with blazing eyes. But Biqha was getting more and more frightened. His water started flowing from fear.

" Yhogha lhephaskhan, khu mhohon ! "

I don't know what is in the mind of Yoga, instead of releasing it Yoga just getting closer and closer. Makes Biqha more hysterical. Biqha tried to escape by pushing Yoga's body, even beating his chest. But it has no effect on yoga at all.

" This time I won't let you go anymore.... You must be mine. Forever...."

Yoga deliberately said it in a voice that almost whispered. With their heads on the side, Biqha could not see her lips.

Then Yoga drowned her face in the neck of Biqha covered with the winding of her pasmin, inhaling the body scent of Biqha very deeply like opium. Making Biqha more confused because of panic.

" YHOGHA LHEPHASKHAN ! HAPHA YHANG KHAU LHAKHUKHAN? LHEPHASKHAN HAKHU..... ! "

The mind of Yoga was completely overpowered by na*su, so he ignored Biqha's cries. While Biqha is too weak, because it is tired of working and also has not eaten. So no matter how hard he tried, it couldn't go against the strength of the man who held him tightly and started fondling him at this moment.

Yoga raised his head again, and looked at Biqha's tearful face. Then quickly Yoga tried to menci*m tiny lips Biqha, but Biqha dodged. And the ci*man ended up landing on his cheek. But Yoga still enjoyed the soft cheeks, making Biqha increasingly hysterical crying and thrashing.

" Yhogha khu mhohon lhephaskhan hakhu ! Jhanghan..... Hakhu mhohon ....! "

Yoga did not care about Biqha who was crying to him. The turmoil of desire made him blind his eyes and heed his ears to Biqha's cry. Even with one hand he tried to open the pasmina that covered the head and neck of the Biqha stage.

In his fear, Biqha who had been trying to fight back, finally stepped on the foot of Yoga with his heels. Instantly Yoga screamed in pain and took off his embrace. Biqha ran immediately. And Yoga immediately pursued him without regard to his pain.

Yoga quickly grabbed Biqha's slender waist and instantly lifted her up. Biqha yelled, hit and pulled the arm of Yoga wrapped around her waist from behind. Yoga is too powerful for him to fight. Then Yoga dropped Biqha's body onto the sofa.

When Biqha tried to get up, Yoga re-embraced her and pushed her body to the couch. Yoga pierced the tiny body of Biqha, Biqha was thrashing, shouting, beating Yoga as hard as she could.

And the punch after punch that Yoga got made him deterred, until he finally grabbed Biqha's hands with one hand. Then the other hand opened the tie. With the tie Yoga tried to tie Biqha's hands, then tie them back to the feet of the table made of very strong and heavy ulin wood, while still overriding him.

" Ghak's.... Jhanghan. Lhephaskhan hakhu Gha, hakhu mhohon....! "

Finished tying Biqha's hands, Yoga looked at her face fixedly.

" This way you won't be able to run away from me anymore..... You must be mine. So that no one can take you away from me. "

" GHAK..... HAKHU MHOHON JHANGHAN LHAKHUKHAN HITHU GHA..... ! HANGHAN...."

Biqha thrashed with tears, but it did not make Yoga pity her. Yoga slowly opens the Biqha hijab. Biqha beauty with long black hair tied up, making Yoga even more fascinated. Slowly Yoga gently caressed Biqha's face.

Yoga also brought her face closer, wanting to taste the sweet taste of natural pink thin lips that are so tempting. But Biqha continued to dodge. Yoga was forced to grab her face, and kiss her forcibly. But Biqha just close her lips by biting her inside.

" Open your mouth dear.Let me feel the tenderness and sweetness of your lips. "

Biqha turned her face while continuing to bite her lips inside and sobbed.

" All right, no problem, honey. I can enjoy everything else..... "

With the Yoga bringas pull both sides of the Biqha shirt, until all the buttons are removed. Biqha screamed hysterically, but Yoga ignored her and still smothered her face into Biqha's chest. Then violently Yoga also forced to remove the breastplate Biqha.

" HENTHIKHAN ! HAKHU MHOHON'S.... JHANGHAN LHAKHUKHAN HITHU.... HENTHIKHANESE. HAKHU MHOHON HAMPHUNHI... Huhu..."

After that very greedy Yoga men*umi and*sap the entire chest of Biqha without missing a moment, to leave traces of redness.Biqha increasingly hysterical and crying so.

Biqha keeps moving her whole body, trying to break away from Yoga. But all is meaningless. The longer, Biqha is getting weaker because it is tired of fighting and fighting. While Yoga is becoming more and more craze, the surge of desire overwhelms his soul.

Yoga lifted his body and sat on his legs which still overlapped Biqha's legs. Quickly Yoga brushes Biqha skirt, then pulls the leggings and ********** at once. Biqha's body was trembling with fear.

" Thi... Thidhaq..... Jhanghan. Hakhu....."

Seeing the beauty before his eyes, made Yoga impatiently enjoy it. He immediately removed the cloth attached to the lower part of his body. And Biqha turned her face and closed her eyes. The tears flowing with destruction in front of his eyes.

In desperation, Biqha offered a prayer in her heart.

' O Allah.... Servant please save me. Give me Your hand through any intermediary.... Anybody. Save the Servant of God..... Slave promise...."

The unbending touch of her thighs made Biqha flinch and go back hysterically. He continued kicking his legs, until Yoga grabbed his thighs and forcefully opened them.

Slowly but surely, Yoga also forced to stick his weapon on the Biqha sacred stone. Biqha screamed, whimpering in pain, but Yoga still forced all her might through her defenses.

" RHKKHHHH...."

The pain that ripped his body and soul, made Biqha's cry even more broken. While Yoga smiled with satisfaction, when the tip of his weapon managed to break down Biqha's defense.

" Calm down, honey.... Slowly the pain will go away. "

Yoga became more and more powerful trying to perfect their union, by submerging his weapon into the body of Biqha even though it was very difficult. Many times Biqha screams, whimpering because of the pain of the strong impulse that Yoga does.

" Henthikhan's..... Hakhu mhohon ! "