The Love Struggle of Young Miss
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Cacha stared at the screen of the phone that was still on, but the call from her husband had already been cut off. He sighed, feeling disappointed, agitated, and suspicious, mixed into one to make tears flow involuntarily. The roll that was at the side, already he hugged tightly had even gotten wet.

"Why is there such a gentle female voice, could it be that Mike is now with another woman?" he rubbed his tears violently. His fingers turned the screen back on for a few seconds. Then, she re-scrolled the screen and called her husband's number, but the call was not connected at all.

"It looks like Mike is with another woman. You should be self-aware, Cha. Now you're nothing, and he's Mike Anderson. It's definitely the woman of many more great women beside him now." Cacha wiped the rough tears. She doesn't want to be a whiny woman.

With a little laziness, Cacha got up and walked towards the bathroom. After washing his face, he immediately dried using a small towel. Cacha snorted violently when she saw the reflection of her face, especially when she saw the eyelids that were so swollen.

"You can scold him if he finds out I'm crying like this."

After being satisfied staring at the reflection of his face, Cacha immediately exited the bathroom, he planned to take a walk this time to refresh his mind. Cacha smears thin makeup that makes her look beautiful. Though Cacha is not a girl who likes makeup, but lately she likes to play beauty tools.

"You want to go, madam?" abas asks Mike's men, who are now Cacha's bodyguards.

"I'm going for a walk, sir." Cacha replied politely. Abas opens the car door for Cacha, but she is still standing in her place.

"Sir, I want to drive my own car" said Cacha.

"Sorry, Madam. Mr. Mike once advised not to let you go alone," Abas politely declined.

"But I'm going to get in the car myself, sir." Cacha. Abas also insisted on refusing because he did not dare to face the anger of Mike if until Cacha drove his own car. "Let me go alone or I'll shoot you, sir!"

"Mrs." Abas stuttered as Cacha pointed a gun at him. If only it wasn't his master who would shoot then he would have crippled him first.

"How is this?" ask Abas to Mike's other men.

"Hurry along. We follow young lady. Don't lose track." They get into another car, then chase the car that Cacha drives.

***

Cacha stopped his car in a large field with many trees around. He took a deep breath before starting his car. He gripped the steering wheel firmly.

"Trust me Mike would never hurt you, Cha!"

Cacha stepped on the gas pedal, driving his car at high speed around the land. He wanted to eliminate all the restless feelings that were now lodged in his heart. After being content to play with the speeding, Cacha stopped her car on the edge, opened the windshield and pointed her gun towards a tall tree that was quite far from where she was.

"Look at. Whoever is going to be the actor, I will not hesitate to destroy him!" Just as Cacha stopped talking, gunshots rang out there. Cacha's lips smiled in satisfaction when she saw a bird falling from a tree. He was convinced that the bird was dead from being shot.

Meanwhile, Mike's men try to find out the GPS location of the car that Cacha was driving. They kept praying that nothing would happen to her young mistress. If until Cacha is injured just a little, it could be that they will be battered by Mike.

"Luckily the boss installed GPS in the mistress' car," said Abas relieved when he managed to find the location of Cacha's car.

"For sure, the boss can always anticipate all the possibilities that will happen, you know how much the boss loves for the mistress" said Erik, Mike's other men.

"We better catch up now." Erik just nodded then drove his car to where Cacha was.