Married Three Breeding Widow
71. For the Second Time
Abhimanyu always carry his HP Juwita in the bag to know the development, because he also asked Sandy and Adit to help as much as possible.
Rather than Juwita just continuing to see this maddening terror herself, it was indeed better for Abhimanyu to represent her, and use Juwita's connections to uncover the criminal's terror.
Obviously Adit was angry that his name was sold by someone even though he himself did nothing. Adit swore incessantly since Abhimanyu showed him the contents of the fake Adit chat on him.
Even in class, Juwita's phone was busy vibrating. The terror keeps coming, keeps popping up bothersome every second of Abhimanyu's day.
"Bi, why don't you ever go to the club again?" ask his friend who happens to be a volleyball kid too.
Abhimanyu looked up, but was instantly distracted by the chat streak.
Rushing he moved. "Sori, I'm busy." Abhimanyu left the class, leaving his friend alone.
For Abhimanyu, volleyball is everything. Everything. From a small Abhimanyu has fallen in love with the sport. Time is up just to play.
Only, all this time Abhimanyu always played and always hated.
Juwita appreciated him, even though he also said Abhimanyu did wrong. For now, this is more important. Juwita is a thousand times more important than the volleyball that Abhimanyu never appreciates.
Abhimanyu walked down the aisle to the cafeteria, checking the horror when it was suddenly stopped.
The guy sent a picture.
Juwita wears a mask, glasses, hat and thick jacket while holding Adji.
In other words he was watching Juwita!
Abhimanyu ran frantically to the classroom, snatching his bag. No matter if he bumped into people, Abhimanyu ran in a hurry.
Abhimanyu attempts to contact Adji, as Juwita may be in danger.
Damn Adji didn't pick up the call.
"Fuck!" Abhimanyu switched to calling his sister. "Banyu, Juwita is followed! I just took a picture of him!"
"Huh? Where's papa?" Banyu panicked. They had both seen how crazy the lunatic was.
"I don't know, my phone hasn't been picked up. The chunky! That's Papa's office in Depok!"
Far away? Yes, far. But Abhimanyu and Banyu could not think about the distance when their minds were filled with the suspicion that this terror would be even fiercer.
It was safe yesterday, okay. But who guarantees this time too?
For God's sake, please. Abhimanyu could not see Juwita crying sobbing from pain anymore.
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Like someone had been watching from around.
Juwita and Adji parted ways, not in long distance. The man again spoke to the guest he said, in an open space near the building he was working on.
He said this is going to be housing or something. So he is making observations and reviews with investors.
Because Juwita did not want to stand, he leaned near the car, guarded by two bodyguards. Around the house many craftsmen were working.
Yeah maybe Juwita's feelings only times, yeah? Because why is he being watched, right?
Oh, or maybe Juwita was seen because of her super duper looks.
Okay, just think of it as a feeling.
Bruk!
A loud clashing sound suddenly sounded. Spontaneously everyone turned, shocked to see the car hit the brick truck until everyone ran there.
Jill rushed too. Closing his mouth in horror at the front of the damaged car.
Obviously everyone just thought of it as an accident. Especially when he saw the driver turned out to be a seventeen-year-old boy.
But when everyone was too busy crowding there, no one realized someone had secretly slipped behind Juwita.
The building worker who was busy transporting the brick down from the car now holds the block, hitting the back of Juwita's head.
The sound of Adji's rude exclamation was heard as Juwita was already lying on the ground, feeling her head hot by the blood pouring out.
Among the faintest of his consciousness, Juwita could not help but question. Wh why?
Why would someone do something like this to her?
Juwita felt like he didn't take anyone. Melisa's the one who gave Adji to him voluntarily.
"Jewith! Juwita, don't close your eyes!"
Adji frantically held onto Juwita's wound piece, hoping to close the wound so as not to bleed.
Adji's heart seemed to be pierced by hot iron saw Juwita close her eyes with a trace of crying in the corner of her eye.
Siall!
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