My Love My Bride
fights at the club

Happy reading ....

An hour ago ...

Riky poked her face in the recess of Alena's neck. Enjoying the aroma of his wife while hugging and occasionally rubbing her stomach.

"Geli, Brother. Lena was sleepy," protesting Alena felt her husband's tongue playing around her neck.

Several incoming message notifications were heard from Riky's phone lying on the nightstand. Being lazy, Riky paid no heed to it.

"Sister, it's read first."

"Males ah's. Wanted, Which ...."

"Read first. Who knows how important."

Want not to want Riky to obey. Reluctantly he grabbed his phone while grumbling, "Who the hell are these nights?"

A moment later, Riky was stunned to read the incoming message. Out of curiosity, Alena approaches and Riky gives her phone.

📩 Andri [Boss, sorry to interrupt.]

📩 Andri [Izin escorts Ajeng. He wants to go to the club. He said he wanted to see his father.]

Alena looked at Riky. To be more convincing, Andri even sent a photo of the club he visited with Ajeng from the front.

"Ajeng meets Om Pras? How's it at the club?"

"I don't know, honey. My feelings are not good. What if I catch up with them?" Alena nodded quickly. He never thought about why a father asked to meet his daughter at a club.

***

"Pa, what does papa mean? Here, Ajeng," said Ajeng slowly. The man smirked at the words of the transfixed girl. He looked at Pras and Ajeng in turn.

"Who should I trust, Pras?" His ejek.

"She's not my daughter, sir. I don't have anyone now." Pras tried to convince.

"Go, Son. Papa please, get away from this place, "inner Pras.

"Master, if this girl isn't his daughter, it's okay if we make her a toy tonight. It seems like he is still innocent," said another man with a slanted grin staring at Ajeng.

Andri pulls Ajeng closer to her. The man wrapped his hands around Ajeng's waist and made the girl gap in disbelief.

"She's my lady. So no one bothers him. That guy's right, I think he's getting drunk to recognize somebody." Andri brought her face closer like she was going to kiss Ajeng.

"Ma-drunk?" batin Ajeng with his two perfectly rounded eyes. His heartbeat very quickly felt Andri's breath gently sweeping across his face. Ajeng's face blushed to see Andri blink one eye.

"Ah, basic! Get the hell out of here. Find room! Or you want us to watch it, huh!" the man was annoyed.

"Looks like we should go find a room, honey. All right, excuse us" said Andri.

The man was upset because the girl he wanted had one.

Bugh!

He punched Pras to the floor.

Ajeng jerks and reflexes run towards his papa. Pras grimaced but still tried to ask Ajeng to leave the place.

"Go." He said very slowly.

"Pa's." Ajeng shook his head with teary eyes. He tried to help his father stand up.

"Hoo, so she's your daughter, Pras? You liar!" His impact while forcibly pulling Pras to get up and punch his fist.

Ajeng screeched as someone was about to touch him. Luckily Andri sped up and gave a crushing blow to the man's face.

The atmosphere is heating up. Andri was involved in a fistfight with several men who were actually interested in teasing Ajeng. Ajeng was confused as to what to do. As much as possible he resisted with a look that could not be separated from his father who thrashed when dragged by the guards.

"Hehe, you have to pay your father's debt to my lord." A man managed to pull Ajeng and make him fall in front of the master. Andri who took the time to turn to Ajeng was hit hard in his jaw.

Several times got a blow, Andri also fell beside Ajeng.

"Sister." Ajeng immediately approached Andri, but then stopped because the man grabbed his jaw.

"Br*ngsek, let him go!" Seeing Ajeng grimacing, Andri was about to wake up. But he was powerless because there were feet that stepped on his back.

"He's your lady, huh? How about I 'play' here with him? You're gonna love it, " said the man.

"Sir, please let him go. I'll pay all my debts. I promise, Sir." Pras who struggled to escape fell not far because his body was not strong anymore.

"Ma ...." He cried to see the state of his papa. He could only stare at the nanar as the men dragged Pras' body back.

"You don't have to pay, Pras. Your daughter will pay for it," the master sneered.

"No. My daughter knows nothing. Don't touch my daughter. Please, sir," Pras said in a voice that sounded weak.

"Sorry, Pras. I can't trust a liar like you. Bring the girl here. It's not on the floor, it's on my lap."

"No, Mister. No ...." Pras is still trying to plead even though he got hit hard.

And Andri as well. Feet that pressed firmly on his back made Andri who had run out of energy could not do anything.

"I don't want to. Release!" pekik Ajeng thrashed as two men forced him to stand up and pulled his arm to get closer to the man called 'master.

Prangs!

Everyone looked in the direction of the sound.