Please, Love Me Husband
Chaptre 89. Is There Any Wounds?

"Please...... Please .....!"

"It's just you screaming, miss. No one can help you. Do you know where we are now? Huh?"

"Please .."

Copy is still screaming. He still uses his small business hoping to get help from others. Hopefully, there are people who hear screams for help.

"Please ....!"

"Shut up! Noisy to be a person? Can't you just calm down a little?" The man rebuked. He almost hurt Salin. While Salin, he had already used his hands to protect his head that the man was about to hit.

"Please!"

In the rest of his fear, Copy was still trying to scream. Although his voice sounded soft, the trembling held back the fear. The calm that was shown earlier in the taxi, gone already. Lost with a great fear.

"Shut up! Can you just shut up?"

"Please!"

Still Copy yelling. No matter what he was with that guy. For him, being separated from that man was the thing he wanted now.

"Ouch! It's hard for girls. I almost hurt him. I can finish later" he said in his heart.

"But if I let my guard down, I can get away with him. Lost my money. Nope. I don't want to lose my money. The DP is still a little bit loved. The playing time is gone" he added again but remained in his heart.

When Salin saw the man was busy daydreaming, Salin hurriedly elbowed him, then he kicked something between the man's thighs. The man was shocked as he grimaced with the pain. He holds something in that section. Complaining from pain.

"Basin' brazen chick!" objurgation. He was about to chase after Salin who had run fast, but he was not yet strong to stand. Still sore blunt object named Joni was due to kick Copy.

While Salin, he ran back. Trying to get out of that narrow area. Find a crowd so he can ask for help. While shouting, he ran as fast as he could. Afraid he if caught again by the man who works as a taxi driver.

However, the desire to get away from there seemed impossible for Copy right now. The road that passes is now dead-end. There is a wall that cannot climb or jump.

While he was watching from a distance someone was trying to chase after him, running away with pain.

"Here you are Gi*a!" exclaim that man. His hand still holds a blunt object that still holds the pain of the death kick.

Copy's heart is beating so much. Very scared of him now. No one can help him now. There's no one there. Because it is night, people rarely pass by there.

The longer, the closer the man came to him. The more fear he has now. It seemed that the man also no longer felt any pain. It has returned to the same as before.

"Where are you going? Huh uh?" he said with a heavy breath.

"How many times have I told you, you won't be able to run anymore. It's a dead end. No one can help you. Here you are, before I leave you to someone, we better play together. I enjoy and you enjoy. How's it?"

The man tried to offer something to Copy. The one who benefits there is that guy. The man hoped that, with what he said just now, Copy would want to be invited to cooperate.

"You're a widow, right? You must be thirsty, right? Wanna caress?"

"There is nothing more to warm. Yup, same with me!"

Brutally, Copy slapped the man's cheek. Angry when he heard the man's insults towards him. Like she was a lazy woman.

"So, your manners!" copy with anger.

"Put you one step, I report you to the police."

"Cuiih, cocky. Report to the police? The way?"

"After this you can't, how do you want to report to the police? Your dreams? Wake up! Not the time to get out!"

The man rambled as he pleased. While pondering, Salin could clearly see the man was holding his belt. I don't know what he wants to do Copy doesn't know. To be sure, he was very scared right now.

The man's eyes examined the place. Go to every place, no matter what he is looking for. His hands were still busy with his belt.

"Ahh, why the hell is a crucial time like this so hard to be invited to work together? Shit," said the man. Cursed his unopened belt.

"Please!"

That opportunity Copy used to scream, seek help. Hope someone finds him there who's stuck with that perverted guy.

"Prophe dong, baby. Don't fuss ah. Calm down, I definitely love it," he said seducing. His tone sounded flirtatious.

"Beautiful is also this woman," the inner man. Just realized that the woman in front of him now, beautiful.

"May as well" he said again in his heart. He swallowed his saliva violently. His hand, which had been busy with his pants, was now moving upwards. Trying to wipe the face Copy.

Salin insisted to avoid the man's touch. It seems he is no longer able to fight. Where the other man's hand is, clutching his wrist firmly. Remembering the past incident. How Setu was being rude to him.

Even now, that shadow of violence was reverberating in his mind. Make his focus split. It is no longer free from the grip of the man that we are thinking about now.

"You just calm down. I'll play soft. After all, you have experience. So, it's not natural that you're afraid" said the man. Still trying to touch the face, chin Copy. But copy continues to evade.

"Please! Unhand me! Whatever I give origin, you will let me go" he asked with a plea.

Bugh

Bugh

Unsuccessfully the man touched Salin, the man got an attack from behind him. Someone he did not know came suddenly, attacking him who was busy with his intentions in order to vent his desires.

"Oh, want to be your hero? All right, accept the consequences."

Roughly, the man finally let go of his grip on Salin. And now, he wants to get rid of the man who has come like a hero of misfortune, as the taxi driver said.

"Before you manage to touch him, step over my corpse!" firmly the man who had just come was, along with him staring at Copy full of question marks.

"Is anyone hurt?"