Marrying the Father of My Foster Son
"Never Dare to Touch My Wife!"

The screams of pain coming from Mia echoed in all corners of the abandoned building which was located quite far from the city center. The cries, cries and shouts of Queensha's stepmother were very deafening. Not only that, Mia's voice apparently managed to restore the consciousness of one of the two captives who were sleeping soundly wrapped in a beautiful dream.

Eyes squeaking, scanning the surrounding environment, trying to adapt. As Sarman's brown bead looked forward, it was a shock to see the horrifying sight ahead.

Ghani, who is cold and talkative, has become very aggressive. The man pulled the strands of Mia's hair very tightly, then threw them away until Queensha's stepmother's head almost hit the wall behind. He also slapped Mia's face without stopping making the corner of the woman's lips torn due to a hard slap that was thrown at her.

"It's a punishment because you separated Queensha from the baby in her womb." For the umpteenth time Ghani slapped a hard slap on Mia's smooth white face. "Because of your evil deeds, my wife suffered for five years. He was living in grief because he thought his son had died. You ... really mean, Mia!"

With the remaining energy she had, Mia said softly. "The son of a bitch deserves to suffer. He's been throwing shit in my face so it's only natural that I teach him a lesson."

"The bastard Queensha conceived was a family disgrace and should have been removed."

"The baby is not a disgrace. He is the most beautiful gift God has given to my wife. So stop saying bad things about her!" Ghani looked at Mia with a sharp look and eyes filled with hatred.

As a father who has raised Aurora with great difficulty, of course Ghani does not accept if the blood of his flesh is called an illegitimate child. It is true that Aurora is present due to the actions of Ghani, but is not every baby born into the world in a state of holiness aka innocence? The guilty ones are his parents. Even if you want to hate, hate your father and mother, not just innocent children who are victims of the anger of others.

The well-groomed hair turned messy. Makeup makeup on the face slowly faded due to tears falling down the cheeks. The tears fell not because Mia regretted what she did to Queensha, but because of the pain caused by a torn wound in the corner of the lips affected by Ghani's slap. However, Ghani's sharp eyes can see clearly if Mia is currently smiling cynically at him.

"What has Queensha given you until you have defended her so much?" asked Mia curious because she felt in Queensha there was nothing that could captivate the opposite sex. "Her body, hem? Can you reach the peak of pleasure with a woman who is no longer holy?"

"Conscious, Ghan. You are young, handsome and have a brilliant career you should leave Queensha and look for another woman. I guarantee my life will be happier after I'm off that damn woman."

"Close your mouth, Mia!" Ghani's hand was about to slap Mia, but the heavy sound of someone stopping her activities.

"Stop! Don't you ever dare touch my wife!"

Sontak Ghani and Mia turned around almost simultaneously. Amidst the despair, Mia saw a glimmer of hope from the glare of her first husband's eyes. Although the two are being held captive in an abandoned building, he feels Sarman can free him from the bonds of rope wrapped around the body. Yes, Mia is so sure that Sarman can take her and also Lita goes from before Ghani.

"Mas Sarman" said Mia. He smiled broadly as their eyes clashed. His eyes sparkled happily as his hopes soon materialized.

Long enough they looked until the laughter of Ghani stopped the beautiful momentum. His stomach felt tingly as if someone was tickling him. So funny about the behavior of the husband and wife, tears came out of her beautiful chocolate bead.

"Sweet, totally disgusting. If the romantic scene I saw was the main cast of both my parents then I was ready to watch it until it was over. However, if you two .. of course I would not. I could get my eyes squeezed for seeing two useless pieces of trash play a role in front of me."

"Damn it! I'll take your life this very second, Ghani. I swear I'll kill you with my own hands!" threatening Salman hysterical. His body thrashed, trying to escape from the rope that tied all the limbs.

The more Ghani laughed. "Kill me? How-to? You are bound like this. Do not dream, evil man! You, Mia and your damn daughter will never be able to escape my grasp."

Ghani, who is already vengeful and hurt in the two savage humans, immediately pulled Mia's hair very tight. So tight that it makes Mia feel her scalp plucked if not immediately released.

"Take me off, God damn it!" If only Mia was not in a bound state, it is certain that she returned all Ghani's actions to him.

Instead of releasing his hand grip on the black strands of hair, Ghani instead tightened his grip.

"Until any time I won't let you go, Mia! I won't!" ghani said firmly.

"aw! Mas Sarman, help me. This ... hurts so much." Mia's been caving to Sarman. His clear eyes began to glaze over. Pain in the head and corners of the lips begins to spread everywhere.

"Ask all your heart because after this you will rot in prison forever."

"Fuck! Stopit! I told you never to dare touch my wife!" Sarman is increasingly frustrated to see Mia's suffering. It felt like helping the woman who had given him one child, but he was helpless. His body was so tight that he could do nothing.

'Shoppers! How can I save Mia if it's like this. I have to find a way. Yeah, gotta!" Then Sarman swept across the room, looking for a gap to be able to take Mia and Lita away from this building.

Sarman bowed his head, seeing if an object could be used so that he could escape from the rope that wrapped around the body.

Next to Sarman's lips rises as the universe grants its request. 'Indeed luck is always with me."

Looking at Ghani who was off guard, Sarman inched closer to a sharp object in a pile of dry garbage next to him. The position of his body that is tied to the ground makes the man freely move wherever he likes.

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