My second husband Prince Jin
Chapters. 59 Removing Traces
Asmi screamed hysterically. Not far from there stood a handsome man in an armless vest with a golden-coloured sword drawn in his hand.
His gaze as cold as a sword that was still dripping blood stared intently at Asmi.
" Haszyeem!"
" Hurry and leave this place. Take the Wira with you!" prince Hasyeem orders while sheathing back his sword.
Asmi's body went limp from being shocked and horrified by the incident she had just experienced.
"Ta. ta. but Hasyeem. I.... how do I carry the body of the Hero.?" asked Asmi who was confused by Hasyeem's orders.
" Asmi, touch the body of the Hero and imagine if you are at home. A blue sapphire-eyed ring will take you there. I'll bring back the Hero's bike, to remove his tracks."
"All right. O God. Hope this works" Asmi said as she held Wira's hand and closed her eyes. He stroked the blue sapphire-eyed stone ring while mentioning the destination and imagining his home.
And in an instant, the bodies of Wira and Asmi had disappeared from that place and suddenly appeared inside the Asmi house. The body is still in an unconscious position. Asmi breathed a sigh of relief because she was back at her house.
Meanwhile, Prince Hasyeem has also disappeared from that place with the Wira motorbike. Now all that remains is the body - the body cut in half and the blood that bathes the place.
The furore occurred shortly after an eyewitness discovered the incident and reported it to the authorities. Many people came to the scene. Everyone shuddered in horror as they watched the bodies cut off by two victims of the dragon-furred golden sword belonging to Prince Hasyeem.
The incident is still under investigation by the authorities. While on social media the news was increasingly excited because it was peppered by stories of war between two groups of mafia gangs.
Their conjecture is a fight between two gangs that leads to bloodshed. No one would have thought that the real culprit was not from the human race.
Meanwhile, at Pak Panca's residence, someone seemed to enter in hastily. His face was pale in fear when he was faced with his master.
"Now, sir, .. Agus and his friends, they were all killed with their bodies cut in two. Now their case is being investigated by the police. How should we, sir?" ask the man. His body trembled in fear. Then......
Jamba! a knife stuck in his back until it penetrated into the heart. His eyes bulged almost out from the shock and pain in his back.
The man's body fell to the floor and then remained silent no longer.
"Hurry and get rid of the body! just trouble!" snapped Mr. Panca at his bodyguard with a huff.
"hm, that woman really made me angry! I underestimated his ability. It was only fitting that Nyi Darsih did not want to deal with him anymore. It seems I should be vigilant. The black shadow that always looks and follows the woman the other day, maybe she is the protector of the woman." muttered Panca almost inaudible.
While Mr. Panca is busy with his analysis, then Asmi is busy with the body of the Hero who never realized.
" Hasyeem, how is this? Why is it that Wira is still unconscious?" ask Asmi worriedly.
" Why do you look worried about him, does he mean a lot to you?" asked Prince Hasyeem, annoyed. There is jealousy in the question.
"Mom, that's not what it means, Hasyeem. I'm afraid that if a neighbor sees a Hero in my house, they'll think it's not. At the end of the day I will be kicked by residents and in the same kawinkan Mas Wira." lamented asmi.
" Ohh, so, huh? I thought you were worried about Wira because you have a heart with her" Hasyeem said, casting his eyes elsewhere.
" Aih, aih..you're jealous apparently, baby?" asmi Goda.
She was embarrassed if her gaze caught Asmi and had to admit that she was jealous of Asmi's closeness to the man.
Asmi smiled seductively. " Well, if you're not jealous, I'll take the girl to her house. I'd like to put the body of the hero in his room. It's dangerous here!" said Asmi then approached the body of Wira and held one of her hands.
" Why....why do you, baby?" prince Hasyeem asked Asmi.
"Yes..I want to move Wiralah's body to her room." replied the woman lightly.
" already, ..have not. Let me just move the body of the Hero to his room!" rich Prince Hasyeem, pissed. Although he was upset and in 'jealous mode' but he was more unwilling if he had to let Asmi touch the body of a man other than himself.
So with a murmur - the handsome Prince of genie incarnation moved the body of the Hero to a room in his house. A triumphant smile rose on Asmi's lips. Yess, .. The trap worked. Prince Hasyeem willingly escorted the Hero to his room without him having to cape-cape out exertion.
The body of the hero has been moved by Prince Hasyeem to his room. Now the handsome man of King Jin's son Mount Kahyangan has reappeared to tease his woman.
" what are you doing, baby?" ask Prince Hasyeem. He saw Asmi was burning the clothes she was wearing when she went with the Hero earlier.
" I must burn this shirt to remove the evidence of blood stains on my shirt" Asmi told Prince Hasyeem.
" No need to bother burning, just disappear, done!" prince Hasyeem.
He then moved his hand into the air. Instantly, Asmi's clothes that were stained by blood splashes instantly disappeared from the face of Asmi.
" Wahh, yes. Well, why do I always forget the abilities of your people, my Prince." Asmi said while laughing happily.
Now the anxiety in his heart was gone. He won't be involved with the victims of Prince Hasyeem's sword mutilation.
Hiiii, she said shuddering in horror as she recalled the body of the man who pointed a gun at her falling to the ground from the chest up. While the body of the chest down still standing upright with blood spurting and then also fell to the earth.
" what are you thinking, baby?" asked Prince Hasyeem while pulling the face of Asmi until the two looked at each other.
Hasyeem can see what is seen in the woman's mind, then ...
" Asmi, you won't remember what you saw today! " said Prince Hasyeem. Then he snapped his finger and Asmi fell asleep in a standing position.
" I'm sorry, honey. But it seems like what happened today is too horrible for you to remember. Then I purposely erased your memory. So that you can no longer remember anything else about today's events" Prince Hasyeem said as he carried Asmi's body to bed.
Lain Asmi's body on the bed. For a moment the handsome man Prince Jin was enchanted looking at his woman.
" ah...Asmi, you look very beautiful in this state of sleep. "his sigh while imagining how beautiful the world would be if he made a body of it.
Her hand touched the beautiful face of her delicate lover without a stain. Groping the love of every perfect sculpture of God in the face of the Asmi. Her lips she placed on Asmi's lips and m*****tnya gently.
Prince Hasyeem's desire intensified with the erotic movements of Asmi's body when her hands were now gently squeezing the twin mountains of Asmi's body that looked tempting.
Unable to bear the lust that has now possessed him, the handsome Prince then left Asmi who was still asleep. He did not want to tarnish the sanctity of his love for the beautiful woman of the human race. Everything will be beautiful in time, Prince Hasyeem thought.