Pursuing the Duplicate Love of My Wife
84. I am no longer holy

"Sir Jonathan astaghfirullah!" The police officer suddenly widened his eyes, when he found Beni had lost consciousness.

Quickly, he who was helped by his friend who had just approached immediately pulled Joe's body to make him stand.

After that, he squatted towards Beni. Her index finger was attached to her nostril. To be sure if the man is still breathing or not.

"Astaghfiullah! He's not breathing, sir! Let's get him to the hospital!" his orders to his colleagues. Because he did not feel the wind blowing from the man's nostril.

"Corn, sir." The colleague nodded, then crouched down and grabbed Beni's body.

The two ran away from there, taking Beni. While the other policeman came over to Joe, he had just finished putting the two Beni friends in the car. Of course with handcuffed too, so as not to run away.

"Shyifa!" Joe immediately ran over to Syifa when he remembered him who had been crying since. He saw that the white feet of his future wife were behind a pile of empty cardboard.

"Don't come any closer!" hysterical Syifa shouted. He inched backwards with a frightened face, his body looking violently trembling. Both hands were crossed towards the chest, trying to cover the parts of the body so that no one else could see.

Joe is still going slowly. He slowly took off his suit, then removed some buttons on his shirt.

"Don't come near me! Don't perko*me!" shouts Syifa who is getting louder while crying.

Seeing him so frightened, Joe finally stopped his steps. Though the intention of Joe, want to give what he wears to Syifa. So that the girl can cover her body.

"I'm Jonathan, Fa. I won't mempe*rkosu. I came to help you." Slowly, Joe squatted down. His right hand was stretched out slowly towards Syifa who was bowing her face. His long black hair was beautifully dressed. "Please put this on for a while, let me bring you a change of clothes" he asked gently.

Instead of taking, Syifa was crying bitterly by covering her face. He felt that his life had been completely destroyed. The world also seems to collapse.

"Hiks! Hicks!"

"Calm down, Fa. I have come and helped you" said Joe gently, wiping Syifa's hair. But the girl brushed it off. The ash coat that Joe had released was now placed next to Syifa's right leg, because it had not been taken. "You're safe now. Wait a minute... I'll get you some clothes so we can go home, okay?"

Joe smiled sweetly. He then stood up. Just now his feet were about to step away, but he immediately stopped the moment where Syifa spoke,

"I don't want to marry my father." Syifa's voice was so soft, held back by her cries and felt so stifling to the chest.

"You don't have to ask why. You already know for yourself, what I've been through, hicks!" syifa.

"Certain why? What's the problem here, Fa? What matters is that you're okay now."

"Well, what's okay, sir?" Syifa raised her face that had been flooded with tears. His eyes were red with his whole face. "I'm no longer holy. I'm a dirty woman, hiks!"

Joe's heart was pounding. His chest felt pulsating. It was very sad, hearing what was said in the lips of the girl.

However, he himself chose to blame himself. Because if it's true it's all happened—it's because he's the one who's negligent. Late to rescue.

Joe also did not need to take a shower. Not to leave Syifa with Robert.

"You've really been harassed earlier? He raped*samu?" joe asked with a twitching lip. His eyes looked glazed. He must be sad. Seeing his future wife sad.

Syifa simply replied with a nod of her head.

But to be honest, he himself did not know exactly how it happened. Because when he woke up from fainting, Syifa had seen Beni was on his body bathed in sweat. I kissed lips.

Their circumstances can be said to be undressed. In addition, Syifa also now feels his whole body hurt, but*nyangangannya, as well as head. So all that feels to have convinced his heart, if Beni really has done immoral actions.

"I'm really a dirty woman, sir! You must have been disgusted at me, right, hiks?!" Syifa cried again, lamenting her fate.

"You're not a dirty woman, Fa!" joe with a head. "I don't care what happened either. Because you will still marry me!"

"But I still don't want to marry you!" firmly Syifa while shaking rapidly.

"Why, Fa?" Joe's voice sounded so soft. Tears soon broke, soaking both of his cheeks. "It's not just me who's been struggling. But Robert too. The time we have been in this point should not be married? My time of struggle is in vain?"

...If Syifa still does not want, marry the Author, Om 🤣...