President Bucin
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The car has entered Bakara's yard. Seemed a middle-aged man was gathered in the front yard of the house, looking clear to the gatekeeper as if asking for help.
"Sir, Hanska close first yes, call again later." Said the man saying goodbye to unilateral calls.
"So sir, I'll ask." Arga's permission before Hanska's.
Hanska saw Dadang turn towards Arga, and rest in front of him.
Impatiently, the man chose to get out of the car and walked towards the two men.
"Sir please help my lady." The middle-aged man begged with a puddle of tears.
Whoever sees, will be cut off.
Arga hunchbacked, helping Dadang to stand from his position.
"What's Arga?" Hanska asked at the side, looking at the faint-looking Dadang with a frail body.
"Please my lady and my wife mr. hikks. I beg you, they are being punished with my master. is being whipped hikkss.Pity neng Deena he is still young master hikss.." Said Dadang like a father who asked for healing for his beloved daughter.
Habska's eyes glared. "What?! Si*lan! quickly show me where it is." Hanska's wrath followed Dadang's steps.
"Sorry sir, the disinterested are forbidden to enter." Security guards stopped their steps.
Hanska was getting up, his anger ready to break all parts of the body of the enemy, who tried to block the road.
Bugh. Bugh.
In an instant, the guard was already helpless.
Steady to shudder in horror in his sadness.
"Through here, sir." Said Dadang sayu pointing to the stairs that lead underground, Looks dimly lit the hallway with a little lighting.
Cetabs.
"Aaaaassh.sa.sickness.." The sound of a lash followed by a heartbreaking scream began to be heard.
Hanska sharpened his gaze, his jaw hardened, his hands clenched, ready to throw the death blow he had.
Arga was only able to pray in his heart, hoping that his young mistress was unharmed, but unfortunately, in reality Deena looked terrible with a lot of torn clothes and lashes.
Oh, don't forget his face which is also full of wounds.
Hanska ran towards Deena, with her tiny body full of wounds.
Cetabs.
Along with that, Bakara floated his lash.
Deena closed her eyes not feeling any pain, because Hanskak's body replaced the Bakara's sabetan.
Hanska frowned indignantly feeling the lashings from Bakara. For him it doesn't hurt, but for Deena? how can there be a father like this. Inner Hanska growled.
Next to her hand clasped Deena's body carefully fearing her embrace hurt the fragile girl. While the other hand, raised my face Deena held the head of the girl to look up at her.
The girl had just been injured by the goddamn bandit of Ratih's man, even the wound had not dried, then now it had increased again new wounds.
Without feeling her tears fall, either because she saw the terrible condition of Deena, or saw the girl's gaze that was full of wounds. Whichever it was, both of them made Hanska's heart throb pain.
"Master!" Panicked Arga gathered beside Hanska, checking his master's condition never once, Arga saw tears fall from his master's sharp eyes.
"Hey who are you?!" Bentak Bakara is not happy again his activities in the barrier.
Arga rose to his feet, in his life he had sworn, whoever hurts Hanska then death is the easiest punishment for his enemy.
Mang Dadang has entered, to memapah his wife who has been sprawled helplessly resist the lashings of Bakara.
Bugghs. Bugh.
Arga's hard knocks lay for Bakara.
Back there, Laras was already screaming with his body shaking in fear of not knowing what to do.
"Get my husband." Shouted Ratih with the intention of keeping Arga's body away from her husband.
Na'as was even herself who was thrown backwards.
"Mama.." Pekik Laras helped his mother stand up.
"Mama gapapa?" Laras asked worriedly, Ratih shook his head.
Deena still had her consciousness staring at Hanska with my eyes, the cheerful look on her face replaced with a wounded look.
A thinly decorated smile, as if signalling that he was fine. Powerless, Hanska hid Deena's face in her chest, got up, held the girl bridal-style.
His feet stepped over the drama, the girl needed help.
Helping Dadang pick up his wife, they walked out in Hanska's footsteps.
Deena touched Hanska's soft jaw, making the man turn to look at her.
"Hmm..?"
"To..long, koper. in Marni's mbok room." Deena said limped, the man nodded.
"Arga's got Deena's suitcase in her maid's room." Hanska said after sitting in the passenger seat, still holding Deena in his lap.
"Good sir." Arga replied after helping the couple ride in the taxi.
Brakkk's.
After putting the suitcase in the trunk, Arga drove his vehicle away from the Bakara home yard.
Hanska threw his gaze out the window, still stroking Deena's gentle mane every once in a while the man kissed the top of her head dearly.
Upon their arrival at the hospital, Deena did not loosen the slightest grip on Hanska, as if afraid that the man had left her in the dark.
"Leave it! take care of your business!" Hanska snapped when she saw a nun trying to take Deena's hand off her.
The sister looked to be in a screech to hear Hanska's annoyed snaps.
Salsa, who was still busy with her medical equipment, immediately turned to look at Hanska's understanding, although anxious and questionable to see Deena's condition, but he was left aside.
"Leave it." Salsa warned her assistant.
Deena was asleep by the anesthetic that was injected Salsa earlier, now her turn to treat.
Hanska stood next to the girl's head, his free hand gently rubbing Deena's dear mane with an occasional peek at the top just like in the car earlier, continuing like that until the tant was over.
Salsa smiled, all of it did not escape his vision, secretly the woman took pictures and memvicio the activities of the pounder after the completion of his obligations.
Hanska was still unconscious, while Salsa was already giggling amusedly sending the vidio-vidio to Rihlah.
^^To: Mbak Lala^^^
^^^(Send a photo & video)^^
^^^Sweet ga^^
^^^uh mbak? 😂^^^
From: Lala's mother
😱😱
yaampun.
long healed that deck? ((
But my son is sweet
aaa gemoy _______________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________________
^^To: Mbak Lala^^^
^^^ada ointment panjarab^^
^^^cepet recovered.^^^
From: Lala's mother
okay, best
yes deck.
^^To: Mbak Lala^^^
^^Siaaap mbakyuu^^^
After explaining what should and should not be, in the healing of Deena, Salsa put the drug on the nightstand as well as the consumption of the notes. After that, he resigned himself.
Deena has now moved to the VVIP room, because Deena still has to be cared for for at least a week, and who else is looking after the girl if not her.
Chequek.
Arga walked into the room.
"Sir.."
"Have the middle-aged couple taken care of? how are they doing?" Hanska asked turned to look at Arga.
"Already sir, mbok Marni the situation is stable, so he asked how the condition of the young mistress as well as Mr. Dadang." Obviously Arga, looks like a manut-manut Hanska.
"Give them the best facilities of Arga's lifetime, let them enjoy the rest of life well, this is the reward for their kindness in caring for my wife." As Hanska stared at Deena, Hanska promised in his heart that anyone who hurt his wife would retaliate many times, and vice versa.
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