
"It's your choice, don't blame me for hurting you!" Zif took off his t-shirt to show it to his chest.
Shara retreated as Zif removed his leather clasp, indeed Zif's predatory gaze looked creepy "Don't Zif, don't!" She shook her head.
Shara did this while she wanted to claim her husband's divorce. Maybe once fantasized about making out with his Zif but not now. The feeling was destroyed along with the pain that Zif gave.
"We're still Yank's husband and wife, I didn't rape you, I have the right to touch you!" Zif forcibly pulled his wife's legs and lowered his body until they fused together.
"Ziff!" Shara bristles feeling an actual forced touch of favor but due to her hatred all of it becomes meaningless "Stop Zif!" The screech.
"Hahhhh, Zif." Hard already stick down there, Shara was able to feel a wedge in her thigh. His face continued to shake avoiding Zif who kept on eyeing his lips.
Zif is able to master the movement of Shara's hands with just one hand.
"Remember our memories Yank, the memories of when we imagined this kind of touch together in our respective rooms, look, now it's real, I touch you, and you have to enjoy it."
Zif heads towards Shara's neck while one of his hands tries to remove her zipper. There is something to be free of right now.
"Don't Zif. Please." There were no words that Zif heard, the man continued his actions.
"Akrhh!" Zif complained when Shara accidentally bit his ear, Zif stopped his activity for a moment to stare at his wife's protest "According to Yank!" His impact.
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Along with Zif and Shara, Gerald, and Margens run on a helicopter, while Jho enters his car. Jho intended to take a break from the other direction.
"Go to the right!" Margens' instructions to the pilot. The plane was moving slowly gradually fast in the direction that Margens was pointing.
Margens deliberately invites Gerald using a helicopter, the goal is not to be too suspected Zif's minions who guard in the building.
Jho was right, it would be difficult if they had to pass through dozens of Zif's minions, there was no way the three of them could penetrate the upper floors quickly, instead of being able to help them instead of being made hostages.
The plane had circled the four-story mansion until finally there was a room with transparent glass walls and featuring bed struggles that were not comfortable in view.
"here. Right here!" Margens ordered the pilot to fly on the spot. This is the ease of the helicopter can be arranged at will.
It is difficult to reach Shara's room because the propeller of the plane must rotate without temporary obstruction to get close to the wall he must be on the roof of the building.
Margens was no less resourceful, he let go of the rope then intended to go down, Gerald prevented "Let me alone!" Said.
"We're both Gerald! We used to be the most reliable to go up and down the tile, right?" Margens.
"But this is a stupid glass wall! Not tile!" Gerald denied, they still had a fight.
"Prepare, after I shoot the glass, only the young master goes inside!" Aba-aba from Jho who is out of nowhere, seems like Jho is good at aiming from a distance.
"OK." After wearing special gloves, Gerald down the rope, not to forget also brought HT belonging to Margens to make it easier to communicate.
Gerald slowly hung up to the point where he could stare at the nyalang man who was now engrossed in his coercive activities.
"Near even more!" Using HT Gerald ordered the pilot to further bring himself over to the transparent glass wall.
Zif and Shara fall to the floor covered by the bed, so unaware of Gerald's whereabouts there "Crazy bastard!" Aspersion.
Taps!! Gerald stomped his shoes on the glass but was so thick he was unable to penetrate the transparent wall.
"Prepare young master, in the count of three, young master swings back! And go straight in after the glass breaks!" Jho's instructions are back.
"Hmmm!" Gerald's hand began to poise against the rough rope, after preparing Jho to count from his place "One, Two, three, ...."
Taps!! Back Gerald stomped his shoe treads on the surface of the wall so that his body swung backwards.
Duarr!!
BRAK!!
Gerald was blown over the scattered shards of shard, smoothing the marble floor of "Aakhh!" Ringis.
"Fuckers!" Zif greeted her by grabbing Gerald's collar of jeans and landing a punch "How dare you get inside my house!" His shouting.
Bugh! One more punch hits Gerald's handsome face "Abang!" Shara hysterically while covering her half-plain body with a blanket, fortunately not yet broken the goal.
Gerald who is still weak after falling has not been able to fight Zif "Abang!" Shara's worried.
Zif turned to Shara, it was sad that his heart saw the anxious look of the girl, actually who her husband was, why other people were worried.
Again, Zif grabbed the collar of Gerald's jacket but, having not had time to jump the bogem, Gerald had already kicked his knee to the back of "AKrh!" Zif and Gerald complained together.
Shara corrects the shirt, which was disheveled because of her husband, intending to get out of bed but then Gerald and Zif scream "Don't come down!" Declared simultaneously.
Shara paled, she looked down, apparently many shards of shard that might have made her smooth legs bleed. Shara backed off regularly.
"Our business is not finished!" Gerald attacked Zif by occupying his stomach, giving him a pot of fresh blood at the corner of Zif's lips "Never think of touching my future wife!" The screech.
"Fuck! How dare you disturb the tranquility of my household." Not to be outdone, Zif took over the position, now Gerald who rolled and sat by him "I will never divorce him, stupid!" His shouting.
"You shameless ones, after throwing away your wife, are now pretending to be men who are despised. Hmh!" Gerald Cibir.
Back Gerald and Zif confronted, a light blow to the heaviest they threw at each other.
Shara just silently huddled in the corner of the bed, terrified "Already Zif, Brother, already. You can both get hurt." Her racoat.
Gerald turned his head around "Who are you worried about Beautiful, me or your crazy husband?" The young man was still protesting, jealous.
Duarr!!
There was a sound of an eruption from downstairs, Zif said "So you guys attacked my residence huh!" The screech.
Gerald pushed Zif's body away from him "Dare to mess with me, you know for yourself the consequences, right? Let alone your house. I can tear apart your entire family Zif!" Threatened him.
"Get out of the young master's room, let's take Miss Beautiful through the main door!"
Gerald heard the cue from Jho, it seems like the Jack group soldiers who came late like the Indian police have managed to tear apart Zif's mercenaries.
Gerald once again kicked Zif's chest to the floor and curled Shara's body so as not to hit the broken glass "We're out of here!" Bring along.
Zif moved from his position of "Stop, don't go bastard!" Her decree.
Duarr!!
An eruption stopped Zif's steps, he pegged in his place, letting Gerald out to take his wife.
"Don't move young master Zif Prabaswara, or I won't hesitate to blow your head off!" From outside Margens called for threats with TOA-branded megaphones. The mafia king was sitting in his helicopter seat while pointing a gun at Zif.
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