One Night Love Tragedy's
Don't wanna take care of it
Ms. Asma who felt very surprised by what her daughter did could only shake her head in disbelief and finally could only cry. After showing a CCTV recording to Ms Asma, Malik's confidant immediately followed Malik into the car.
"Old building." Malik said after his confidant sat behind the steering wheel.
The man nodded then drove his car towards a place requested by Malik.
"You can't treat me like this Malik!" Emila said loudly asking Malik to open the handcuffs that had been lying in both hands.
"Shut up!" Malik snapped to make Emila surprised to hear it.
"Ma—" Emila stopped her intention to speak looking at the sharp unsheathed gaze from Malik's eyes.
During the journey Emila can only cry hoping to get a sense of compassion from Malik and can make Malik release himself. But what Emila hoped for did not materialize until they finally arrived at an old building.
"Malik let me go!" Emila fumbled around with her hands cuffed as her eyes were now covered by cloth by Malik's bodyguards.
Buccancy
Emila was seated roughly in a chair inside the old building.
"God..." Emila grimaced with pain in her buttocks but could not hold her painful butt.
Malik asks his bodyguard to open Emila's blindfold.
"Please let me go!" Pinta Emila.
"Release you?" Malik asked, looking at Emila.
Emila pu nodded her head hoping Malik would let go.
"I don't know. It's all punishment because he took you away from me." Answer Emila.
"Omong empty!" Snap Malik. "You can still blame others for your own mistakes? Did you forget what you were doing behind my back? I don't think you're senile." Then Malik continued. He repeated what he had said to Emila a few months ago.
"I'm guilty but that woman is far more guilty of taking you away from me. Do you know how sick I feel knowing you're married and even having a child? If you want to blame me then blame yourself for giving me so much love that losing you is hurting me so much." Emila revealed what she had felt all along.
Malik did not change any expression on his face at the moment. Emila's words seemed to mean nothing to her.
"I've given you a chance to be nice to my wife. But it turns out that opportunity you did not use well. So now it's better for the police to reward you for your bad attitude." Malik. It felt useless if he used his hands to treat a dirty thing to Emila.
"No. I don't want to!" Emila rebelled but did not set herself free from Malik. "You'd rather that cheap woman than me. You will definitely regret Malik!!!" Screeched Emila.
Malik also held his hand that was about to float slapped Emila because he had dared to call his wife cheap.
"Malik let me go!!" Emila screamed as Malik was about to leave.
Malik grabbed her ear and continued walking out of the room to hold Emila. His intention was to give Emila a lesson with his own hands he paused because considering his wife is pregnant with a daughter at this time and does not want his son will get a reply for what he is doing at this time.
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