The Change Destiny
101 Rescue of Melani

Chapter 101

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"Hello Mel. You where?" the bass voice over there asked.

"Don't try to get close or the police will come" Melani threatened a group of land crocodiles, in the state of the phone is still connected to the original person.

"Hello Mel....Mel..." call the guy across the street to track the cell phone signal.

At the stall, Melani became a spectacle of the evil thugs. One by one the visitors of the existing stalls were expelled out by the group, even the owner of the stall was expelled if he did not want his small stall to be broken down .

"Please.... Please.." cried loudly Melani with the phone still connected, and hand bring a fork for protection.

"Don't finish your voice beautiful. Or it's not resistant to play, yes" tease a member grin, touching Melani's shoulder.

"Shut up! Or I'll stab you with a fork" Melani exclaimed, as she unsheathed the fork.

"Wow... Fear.." said the group leader with a loud laugh.

"Haha... Mau dong stabbed if it's delicious" continued another member, rubbing lips that almost ngences.

Long ago reinforcements came to her rescue. Until when to be in defense mode weak defending?.

"If you dare to touch, then I kill myself!" pointed the fork's tip to his neck.

"Don't dong.Then we're not satisfied is dead. Later do not know the sense of pleasure dong" the group leader's dread, giving sign language to ambush prey when off guard.

Strengh....

The right fork facing Melani's neck was thrown away by a member who took his chances off guard.

And the others walked closer with lecherous laughter and stalling hands to touch the trembling body of fear.

"Good catch. It must be legit and warm" grinned the group leader, smelling the scent of Melani's hair and neck.

"Take him off!!" someone shouted bass.

"Eh...There's a troublemaking fly. You brush him off" said the group leader, taking a position to hold their morning prey.

The fierce fight began. The neat stall started to go unnoticed.

Various sounds from flying saucers, flying glasses to the style of throwing flatware knives all enliven in that small space.

Cetrab....Centipede... Piang..... Baghhh...Bughhh....

The table chair did not escape to participate in the fight, even tablecloths and washcloths were also used.

Seeing the fight start to unbalance for the group of thugs cemen against reinforcements, the group's leader threatens to end the lives of the victims.

"Stop it, or I kill this girl" he put the scourge knife that was his weapon, right up to the victim's neck.

"Just look if a strand of hair comes off, then your life will also end the same" threatened the man with the bass voice.

Away outside the stalls, many people watch action free colossal fight dramas. Some are taking pictures and uploading to their social media.

In just a few seconds, they have got tens of hundreds of thousands of views and accompanied by comments, like.

But take it easy, all of it may soon be removed by a hacker paid a famous person.

"They seek disease only. Fortunately I'm up to date news" said the hacker again sitting casually enjoy breakfast the morning.

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With the ability of bodyguards trained to fight, it is certain which side is profitable.

Doorrs....

Gunshots hit the hand of the head thug who threatened to use a knife. By the bass voice man who no less let out a secret weapon.

The victim was rescued, with knife blisters wound on the victim's arm and hair cut into a banana cut.

"You secure them, and look for a background in this dress" the bass voice told the man, arranging the rest of the fight short and fierce.

"Every Lord" the bodyguard apprehended the thugs for mafia-style interrogation.

The blood flowing from the clothes absorption was also included a lot. Proven from clothes so wet fresh blood absorption.

"Mel, we are now in the hospital" the man said, covering the wound with a palm.

In the car, the man locked the blood circulation with a spare tie that he inserted on the back of the steering wheel.

"It will reduce the blood flow" fasten the tie that is wrapped around.

The difference between pain and pain is indistinguishable in this situation by Melani. At least he knew he had escaped danger.

"You're not going home. Even went on the run. It would be like this if the quality of the same husband" proselytizing.

Let the man roar or give a spiritual shower in the morning. To this day his ability to answer alone does not exist, and still have to think for the indebtedness has been saved.

After arriving at the hospital, Melani immediately received intensive treatment.

The clothes drenched in scratched blood, then in scissors to make it easier to handle the wound.

The nurse began to take a cotton pad soaked in alcohol, then cleaned the wound and the rest.

Then the doctor began to take skin sewing needles prepared by other sisters.

Hetts...

Melani sizzled pain-resistant as the needles began to pierce her skin. Understandably, because the wound is not too deep and the length of the doctor does not anesthetize in large doses.

Only 5 stitches Melani received that morning, which were covered in bandages to keep her from becoming infected.

"The flight once a day you can change at home. Do not forget the cotton bandage is also given Betadine gel, so that the wound heals quickly" said the doctor wrote a series of prescription drugs drinking and outside.

"When can you unplug the thread, ok?" ask Wiliam.

"Now it's sophisticated, so we use meat threads. Which means the thread will blend itself with the skin without risk" explained the doctor.

"Alright" understand, then go out to take care of admin and redeem the drug.

With a super-duper fierce face, Wiliam pushed the wheelchair out of the hospital all the way to the car.

"If you dare to run away again, I'll lock you up at home, or all your accomplices in the handcuffs of chain balls" angry William put his wife in the car.

The driver who heard the fear made by the employer when the temperature of emotion offset the mountain of merapi.

"The road" said fiercely Wiliam.

"Yes my God... Why did you send a savior like him. Was there no other option if I was looking for my savior's contact?" melani's prayer of regret. When unable to reply to any scathing, cynical remarks, the husband's cruelty, due to dry vocal cords fuses the Sahara desert.

The anesthetic effect is no longer able to withstand the scars and stitches, the taste of which is pierced to the tiles.

A cold sweat as big as corn seeds came out soaking his limp-pale forehead. A few minutes later, the small operation took place.

"Sir, we go to Jalan K house only" said William while leaning his head into the seat.

"Okay sir" turned the direction towards the mansion.

Mansion is the main house for Wiliam who needs peace, and does not want many people to know about personal problems.

After arriving at the mansion, the cold man told his wife to tell his family.

Melani pulls the phone out of her pants pocket, then replies to an incoming chat message.

"Hiks...Hikss.., Pa.." sobs the raucous voice.

William realized why his wife was so obedient not to argue or fight like a normal day when she was angry. Apparently the owner of the chimes ran out of stock of voice reserves.

"You take a shower first" Wiliam said.

Melani uses sign language pointing at clothes and pants, and crossed hands. Which means he has no change of clothes.

Huff... William breathed a rough look at sign language.

"Later to lend me my clothes" replied William walking into their room.

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Healthy always for all of us.