Retaliation of Mafia Wives
109. Sale (lb)
A man who was the secretary and assistant of Istak Laksa was surprised to see the arrival of Lamira, the leader's son. "Young Miss" said the man.
Lamira looked at the man in front of her. "Is Dad inside?" ask Lamira.
"She, Miss. Come on," take the man.
Tok ... tok …
The man politely knocked on the door of Istak's office. "Come in" said the middle-aged man inside.
"Come, Miss." Assistant Istak opened the door slowly. While Lamira had taken her breath in trying to get ready to face the father.
'Relax Lamira, there's Bang Alex, ' Lamira's mind tries to calm down.
"Excuse me, Mister. Young Miss is coming" said Istak's assistant.
Hearing the young lady's words, the middle-aged man who was behind the work desk turned his head and stared intently at the paled Lamira. "Get out" Istak told the assistant.
Seeing the departure of Istak's assistant, made the feelings of anxiety in Lamira's heart grow even more. "Sok wanted to run away, finally back alone. I know you won't be able to live without anything out there" Istak said cynically.
Lamira was silent and did not speak the words of Istak. The girl still lowered her head not daring to return the sharp gaze of the father. "Two days, your wedding day. Don't try to run away again" Istak sighed.
Lamira's eyes were bulging, the head that had been lowered was now looking up at the father. "I don't want to get married, Pa. I was even in the third grade of high school" Lamira protested.
Lamira shook her head, the tears she had been holding back had completely shed all parts of the pretty girl's face. "Happy? Only Papa is happy here, Papa thinks I'm stuff? It has made me expand the company. Happiness isn't always measured by money, Pa." Lamira made a sound in between her sobs.
Istak stared intently at the princess who was getting bolder against his words. "You're getting brazen, you should be grateful that I raised you" Istak wrathfully.
Lamira smiled miris. "I know, Papa's been raising me just for this intention, right? The proof now, Papa sold me. Yes, Papa sold me," Lamira replied.
Brak …. For the second time Istak hit the desk was hard. The middle-aged man stood up from his seat and approached towards Lamira who was already trembling in fear. "If you're useless, why would I raise you, huh? You do I sell, so there is no need to protest a lot" he said.
"Is there still a father like you? Crazy treasure to the heart of selling a child for the sake of the company, less what late Mama so far, Pa?" yelled Lamira out of control.
Plaque ... bruk …
Istak slapped Lamira's cheek mercilessly. The girl was already lying on the floor with the tip of her lips bleeding. "You're getting brazen" Istak's wrath.
Brak …. Istak was surprised when suddenly, the door of his study room in the break was so rough. The middle-aged man's eyes glared at the angry face of a tall man before him. "Mr Rowin," Istak murmured in surprise.
While Alex's face was hardened to see a girl was lying on the floor while crying a little. "Fuck," Alexis sizzled.
Istak was surprised when Juan suddenly turned his head towards him. Bugh …. One blow Alex threw at the middle-aged man. Istak was cornered to his desk with a bloody face. "What's this, sir?" Istak asked confusedly.
While Istak's assistant who had been standing up in panic with the arrival of Alex was already gaping on the spot. The man immediately called the security department. Wanting to divorce himself, it was obvious that the man did not dare.