Mohabbat
Commemorative

The tickling laughter of a woman caught the attention. The loud sound of dry leaves being deliberately stepped on added a mysterious impression to his figure. The black-colored sleeping robe fluttered as the night wind struck. Her blonde hair danced like thousands of hands ready to pounce on the prey.

A sexy graceful figure appeared under the dimness of the garden lights in the courtyard of the mansion. Mister Nugraha and Lilia suddenly straightened their bodies when they saw the shadow. Natural beautiful face without makeup polish it began to look.

Rather than being creepy, her figure looked more like a comfort girl. How not? He came to the enemy's lair with only a lingerie covered in long robes. Oh, she's very seductive.

Mr. Nugraha did not even blink, occasionally licking his own lips. Understandably, the solitude without a life partner makes his desire suddenly culminate to see a tempting treat in plain sight. His chest rose and fell rapidly, withstanding the turmoil that continued to whip up to the top.

While the group of thugs stiffened. Their bodies trembled, some even pee in their pants. Remembering their struggle this afternoon. That woman is more sinister than a beast.

"You hope that's lying there he is? Too bad, you have to swallow disappointment," said Areta as she continued to swing her white legs smooth again.

Mr. Nugraha frowned, didn't the woman look weak. He was too brave to come alone. The old man's lips smiled slantingly, sneering at Areta who was delivering herself to the tiger's nest.

"Oh, Miss. You actually dared to come to my house alone, but that's okay. I can pursue you very well" said Mr. Nugraha as he blinked mischievously and licked his lips again.

Areta raised an eyebrow, staring at the old figure there from the tip of her head to the tip of her legs that looked trembling. He chuckled while closing his mouth, the movement of his hands and feet really made the maleness of Mr. Nugraha more impatient.

Areta took a turn and continued to approach, Lord Nugraha's breath increasingly hunting made. His eyes were not blinking, dear if he had to lose the ranum fruit in front of him. The sweat began to seep out, descending and dripping down his neck.

With a distance that is not too close, the figure of Areta has made it hot. Lilia beside him remained motionless. Just as haughty as the man who is now being hypnotized by Areta's beauty.

With a gurgle his hands touched Mr. Nugraha's chest, creeping up to his shoulders around the old, increasingly shaky body. Areta chuckled amusedly, she brought her face closer to Nugraha's ears. A warm breath made the entire feather on his body bristle.

He was closed, imagining something more Areta would do. Unfortunately, a whisper jolted his consciousness.

"You wanna play games with me? How strong do you want this body? Are you as brave as Alejandro? Or more?" Areta smiled as Mr. Nugraha moved away from her.

The old man's face turned deathly pale, sweat increasingly flooding his body.

"Y-you ... Who are you?!" his jolt with his index finger raised.

"Sir, she's the woman we're talking about. He helped the blind woman" whispered one of her thugs.

Slowly Areta's body slightly bent back to stand upright, a loud laughter bubbling up to make their hair goosebumps. As she points out, the woman is more sinister than the ghosts she sees in the film.

"So, you still remember me? Apparently our meeting left a deep impression on you. Thank you, I'm really flattered" said Areta accompanied by a beautiful laughter that echoed in the yard of the house.

"Why are you guys quiet? He's alone, avenge your friend's death!" snapped Mr. Nugraha while pushing the body that was nearby.

Areta turned her eyes to the corpse lying on the stretcher. His lips were round, his eyes were wide, his eyebrows were raised, he looked mocking.

Silence greeted for a while before Areta's laughter again bubbled.

"But you take it easy, I'll serve you if you want to play games with me."

Areta flicked her robe back, revealing a calf to part of her white thigh. Again the old man gulped stale, difficulty as if blocked by a pebble.

"Bad! You must avenge the death of our friend!" shouted one of them, while running with clenched hands to attack Areta.

With so much ease, the woman dodged even fending off every attack. He looked calm, agile, as well as agile. All attacks were avoided without any significant difficulty. Bored, Areta attacked back. He twisted his body while preparing energy in his legs.

A very powerful kick floated so fast and inevitable. Areta's feet landed in the recess of her neck. The face turned in another direction before falling down to kiss the ground. Areta stood straight back up, staring bravely at the group of unreacted thugs.

Their guts shrieked to see the man who attacked Areta sprawled unconscious. Enough one strike for Areta to subvert the opponent. His eyes framed with plump fur were staring intently at Mr. Nugraha. None of them dared to move, even every step of Areta's feet swung, they retreated reflexively.

"I'm not as cruel as that woman, but I can be more cruel than a wild beast when others harass my family. I warn you, if you still want your name poor across the business world, then never again bother him or the happiness he has. Never ever!"

Areta's face turned to Lilia, subduing her and taking a few steps back. Sexy women are like angels of death who can take their lives at any time.

"Never play around with my threats, I've always loved slaughtering every one of them who dared to challenge. I suggest you, Tua Bangka. Next time, see who your enemy is, strategize before you command a group of people to do something to him."

Areta walked slowly, but did not approach. The figure that at the beginning of his arrival made Mr. Nugraha fascinated, now when he was about to leave successfully shook his soul. Not the thrill of love she felt, but a fear of destruction that could come at any moment.

"The heart never chooses who it will anchor the taste. Too forcing is not good, especially to do everything for a desire. It will never end well. You are young, beautiful and talented. I'm sure there are a lot of men who want you. What you want Dareen is not love, but your greed. Stop here, or my hand will stop you!" threaten Areta while raising her fist.

He squeezed the air strongly, showing that the threat was not empty. Mr. Nugraha gulped in fear. Really, after this he won't dare to tease Daisha again.

Areta turned around, walking gallantly under the terrified gazes of everyone in the courtyard of the mansion.

When his steps came to a halt, he violently jolted Mr. Nugraha and the others.

"For this place, if they look suspicious don't hesitate to destroy everything!" tell him who he is.

The old man's eyes widened, even with Lilia. Both of them did not believe in what the ears were hearing, wondering didn't he come alone?

Before long, a group of men in black uniforms lined up around the mansion. The weapons in their hands are life threatening. Mister Nugraha and Lilia trembled at that, as well as the group of thugs.

One move from them, making everything run in a daze.

"What shit!"