TABIR (The Actor Turns Out to be My Brother)
CHAPTERS 110. BODYGUARD PSYCHOPATH.
Chequelek
"Hey, you can come out." A bodyguard in a black suit complete with his sunglasses bent his head into the room that for several days locked up Miss Maryam, Indi and Fatan.
Miss Maryam immediately stood with her face deteriorating the bodyguard even though her body was actually losing big.
"Based on gil*! Why do we need brackets this long, huh? Do you still have brains? What if we die here?" sergeant Miss Maryam glared.
The bodyguard just sighed and moved a little of his body, and it was almost made Miss Maryam strayed because of shock, his body that was originally leaning in the hands of the bodyguard was immediately unsteady and almost fell.
"Less aj*r!" again while looking at the bodyguard.
"Mom, I've." Indi reminded, but not in the governorate by Miss Maryam.
"Be quiet, useless child. Don't forget this is also thanks to your bucket mouth! Until we're in here for days." Ma'am Maryam pointed at the pale and sweet face of Indi.
Indi fell silent, no longer replying to his mother.
Miss Maryam looked back at the bodyguard who was indifferent to him, even with the ease of the big body bodyguard turned on a cigarette and exhaled high smoke.
"You ...." Miss Maryam raised her index finger pointing at the face of the bodyguard.
But quickly the bodyguard caught Maryam's hand and laughed mockingly.
"That's it, old mother. Stop babbling and just go out if you still want to enjoy the sun, lest you awaken my psychopathic soul again huh." The bodyguard whispered softly in Miss Maryam's ear.
Seeerrrrrr
Like someone sowing sand at the nape of her neck, Miss Maryam immediately stiffened. Without many words he immediately walked out on following Indi and Fatan who were embracing each other behind him.
Outside, they were greeted by many similarly dressed bodyguards who opened the door. Everyone stared at them with sincerity, no smiles or friendly greetings. Except for grins and sharp gazes, there was nothing else to meet them there.
"It looks like their meat will taste good" whispered one of the thin-bodied bodyguards to the friend next to him.
Miss Maryam turned her head violently at the bodyguard, and her body grew creepy when she found the skinny man even licked his lips when he looked at her. Miss Maryam shuddered, she went into the gap between Indi and Fatan because she started to get scared.
"What is this really? Are we released or not? Why are you staring at us like that?" tanya Indi tried to ventured, even though she was actually as afraid as the mother and Fatan, whose face was now also pale.
The big man who had opened the door approached, scanning Indi's body from top to bottom while occasionally licking his lips strangely.
"W-What do you want?" great-granddaughter Indi while hugging her own body and docked to the body of Fatan and Miss Maryam. They are right in the dark of fear right now.
"Friends of friends, this woman is pregnant. Surely the taste of the fetus is very good," he said loudly and followed the cheers of the other bodyguards.
In Indi's current eyes they looked like that man-eating Bedouin tribe. Horrifically.
Fatan hugged Indi and Bu Maryam in his arms, in a position close to each other they could feel each other's body tremors were frightened. No words were thrown, they could only look at each other and guess the meaning of each other's gazes.
Tears escaped from the eye of Indi, he regretted all his deeds. So did Miss Maryam and Fatan, tears had flowed down their faces as they approached the sound of a long creak like the sound of a meat knife clashing with a cement wall not far from them.
His burly hands pulled Indi in one jolt, the pregnant woman's body shivered her eyes just kept staring at her husband and mother who was now screaming hysterically asking Indi to be let go.
"Don't! Don't hurt my son! She's pregnant, have mercy on her!" exclaimed Miss Maryam sobbing.
Fatan shuffled slightly forward, venturing into the legs of the big man.
"To-please don't hurt my wife, I beg you. Have pity on her, she's pregnant with our child, let her live. Just take me if you want" he asked.
Indi sobbed in the rough grip of the big bodyguard. His pale face looked increasingly pale with his unrelenting hands rubbing his distended stomach.
The big man looked down, where Fatan was still fondling him with a face covered in tears.
"Whatdidyou say? Replace him? Hummm ... an interesting offer, but .. unfortunately you don't even have a fetus in your belly like her. Though the immature fetus in the womb is our favorite," the grunt relaxed, as if what he said was something ordinary.
Fatan was increasingly intrigued, his eyes could not be separated to look at Indi who was currently also looking at him with a nelangsa.
"Take me then! Let's just say I'm a replacement for my future grandchildren who are in my son's stomach. But please, let them live." Miss Maryam came forward and dropped herself near Fatan, similarly begging the big bodyguard to release Indi.
Indi was moved by the sacrifice of her mother and husband, but all was free to see the bodyguard was not interested in them at all.
"Curf! What did you say old mom? Take yourself? Haha, don't joke that your old, wrinkled body won't be as good as an unborn baby. You know how they feel? Ahhhh, not even Wagyu flesh would be able to match him. A friend of friends, right?" said the big man while throwing a glance across the room full of men dressed the same as himself.
"Yes! Aye! We agree!" they exclaimed at the same time, a boisterous voice that described how impatient they would be for Indi and her 4-month-old baby in the womb.
"But .. I have another offer," the big man sighed as if to give a breath of fresh air to Fatan and Miss Maryam.
They looked at him expectantly.
"Whatis that? Say." Fatan held the big man's leg again.
A slanted smile rose on the black lips of the man, and with the eye code alone he asked his other friends to drag the unprepared bodies of Fatan and Miss Maryam to a large table in the middle of the room.
"What's this about? Why are we tied up here? Are you you guys?" exclaim Fatan fear.
The big man who was still holding onto Indi seemed to be laughing loosely, until his shoulders shook so violently that laughter.
He releases Indi and gives it to be held by his other friend. While he walked with a large butcher knife in his right hand and a fork that was no less large in his left.
Walk around the table where Fatan and Miss Maryam are tied in a lying position.
"Hahahaha, why are you asking? Look at that frightened face, didn't you ask to replace him yourself." Pointing at Indi who was currently crying hysterically. "Then, why ask? You should be getting ready for this fun show, heeeaaahhhh!"
The bodyguard swung his butcher knife up, and at the same time Indi's terrified screams, Miss Maryam and Fatan sounded heartbreaking.
"Aarrtghhhhhh! Noooakkkkkkkkk!"