President Cilok
62 Meaningless regrets

In the hotel room he rented as well as a place to be used as a place to hold a wedding. Opik was so angry, he sat on the edge of the bed. “Arhhh...fuck!”

(WARNING! Please be wise in reading this part.)

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The hotel room door was opened, with Ratna's hand holding the door handle. He slowly entered the hotel room and closed the door again. The hotel room that has been decorated is so beautiful to spend the wedding night with the man of his choice. He was willing to dump a good man for a venomous man. Without Ratna knowing what exactly is bad Opik Alamsyah.

Opik Alamsyah has a double personality, the good side he shows to hook prey. And the bad side is like a wolf's roar. But who would have thought, an Alamsyah Opik was that bad. Because he is a man who is good at covering up his ugliness, like a furry wolf cat.

Opik saw Ratna enter the room, he initially looked at Ratna with a blank look. Opik again remembered the thing Damar said, that Ratna is a used woman. It was as if the woman he had married just three hours ago had already been stained.

Damar's words so greatly affected his mind, Opik went from the edge of the luxurious bed with step level, he approached Ratna.. Opik locked the door.

Ratna thought she would be treated like a queen by a man who hours ago had pledged a sacred bond of marriage to her.

Opic showed another side of him, which Ratna had never known before. Opik dragged Ratna by force and threw her on the bed until Ratna's forehead hit the bed barrier.

Ratna screaming hysterically, “Aaaaa.... Opik!” his forehead was bruised, leaving a red rash, even fresh blood coming out from the crack of his wound.

Opik approached Ratna, and grabbed her coarse hair. “Listen Ratna! Who told you to take that Jancok?! Now look at him ruining our wedding which was supposed to be a grand fancy wedding?”

Ratna was scared, she was agitated. “A-I just want Da-” not finished Ratna talking. Opik had already slapped his wife on the cheek..

PLAQUES

A sense of heat instantly spread across Ratna's cheeks, she held onto her cheek. “O-opic why are you this way?” Ratna trembled instead of playing, her eyes began to gather the dots of water that were ready to drip on her cheeks.

The steam on Opik's head is getting boiling, though,

“What am I like huh! Do I look like a monster? That's what you mean?!” angry sergeant.

Ratna shook her head, her tongue was my tongue. Cold sweat and heat began to spread all over his body. “Bu-not that I mean.” Ratna was getting scared, when she saw the Opik nerve vein stretched across her neck, Ratna swallowed the saliva that seemed to be stuck. Breath snuffling.

Opik ignored Ratna who was feeling scared, “Let me show you what exactly this man you married, Ratna!” looks like

Without a care Ratna thrashed and sobbed. “O..pik, please don't be like this..” the crying broke and became more and more.

Just minutes of playing in a rough way, Opik released his hand grip on Ratna's arm, “I'll prove it myself, what's true your ex-boyfriend said, it's!” sentak Opik's.

Ratna held back pain in her forehead, as well as in some parts of her body that were bruised bluish bruises, due to Opik's rough tinkering on her. The feeling of tightness is becoming more inevitable. “A-ap you mean, Pik?”

Opik did not answer, he stared at his wife as if staring at the comfort woman of the night, so low. The shadow that Damar spoke again rang in his brain, as if Damar was laughing at how stupid an Opik Alamsyah was.

Opik again grabbed Ratna's shoulder. As powerful as Ratna try to escape from the clutches of Opik who looks increasingly violent. The shakiness and tear of the dress she wore were increasingly irregular.

Ratna could only cry, her strength was not comparable to Opik's energy. He endured the pain and regretted everything that had happened.

Opik felt something liquid seeping from his hot game gap. He felt that Damar's remark about the word ‘bekas was, as if describing that Ratna was already not worthy of the title of girl.

Opik slowed down his hot play, and felt sorry for Ratna's current state. After reaching the top he ended his passion activity.

Ratna was helpless, she lay weakly. His entire body was bruised by a bluish-red rash, not a matter of pain all over his body. However, more than that, he felt that his self-esteem no longer meant anything. Not even a single regret could restore his honor.

Opik lay down beside her, and rubbed Ratna's tears. “I'm sorry Honey,” regrets Opik, who has emotionally vented to his wife.

He then got out of bed away from Opik who looked scary in his eyes, and stood up. However, as if her calves were unable to support her weak body, Ratna collapsed to the floor and sobbed.

Opik felt very guilty, he tried to persuade Ratna and sat on the floor, about to give a hug. However, Ratna's trembling voice stopped her intention to hug his wife.

“Go Opik! What kind of man are you?! You are worse than animals!” maki Ratna, while moving and running towards the bathroom. Ratna was crying again, between the feeling of welding and disgust for herself now made her feel very bad.

Opik berang, he circulated his gaze staring at the bed and clearly visible red stains on the white bed sheet, indicating that his wife is still sealed. However, because the words of Damar seemed to scapegoat himself and Ratna.

He clenched his hand, and punched the tile leaving a scar of bruise and blood coming out of the peeled skin of his hand.

Opik switched to circling the view staring at the cream color wall of his hotel room, Ratna's cry inside the bathroom sounded very sloppy. “Arrkhhhh.... Damn you, Mar!” the night that was supposed to be passed with a romantic struggle, now turned into a catastrophe.

‘I will reply, your deeds!’ his grudge was in his heart, fixed on Damar.

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While at home..

After the wedding title ended, everyone immediately returned to their homes. There was no exception for the two Ratna Sisters, who had directly returned to her residence now.

And now, in a magnificent and luxurious house. Kusumo still does not believe that Damar is the grandson of a wealthy billionaire. Almost all companies rely on shares of the Wijaya Company group.

PRANGS!!!

A middle-aged man who is still craved with alcoholic beverages slams a glass containing drinks with high alcohol content. “Why can it be like this?!” murkanya who sat in the middle room chair of his magnificent sofa house.

Ana is surprised by the actions of her husband, who looks very messy throwing the suit in any direction. With a loosened tie and the sleeves of his shirt in Kelin irregular. Showing the worst side in Kusumo who every day always perform well.

“Papi, stop Pi. Why should Papi regret? Is it no less important than the old man?!” exclaimed Ana, trying to calm Kusumo down.

Kusumo stared at his wife sharply, “Mami don't know! What kind of cruel old man, if already do not like someone who does business with him.”

Ana was confused, obviously she didn't know. Because all this time, Ana lived without wanting to know her husband's job. “Mana Mami know?!”

“Yes obviously Mami doesn't know! Because every working day Mami just squandered money, arisan not clear where the money flows?!” kusumo jolts at his wife's glamorous life habits.

Ana does not want to be just blamed, “Continue Papi now turn on Mami?! Besides there is no harm dong Mami lives luxury, if Papi is able? Why 'no!” sergeant Ana.

Kusumo reluctantly responded, then called one of his bodyguards, “Alex!”

A bodyguard not far from him approached his master. “Iya, Sir?”

“Make a team, to find out about Bagaskara Wijaya and his grandson! Is it true that Damar is the grandson of the old man bangka songong!” kusumo's word to the bodyguard who was sturdy, without looking at it.

Alex nodded, “Okay Tuan.” and Alex left in front of Kusumo, who clearly seemed to be holding back anger.

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