The Prisoner of the Enemy's Heart
Chapter 3 The Desire of the Observed

"What the hell do you have until Kak Praja likes you?!" Ardina welcomed the arrival of Prilya in front of the door with his hands out of his waist.

The girl's heart had been prying since the man she liked so much took Prilya out of the house and left her. The reason the man brought Prilya was due to a request from Sofyan the father.

"Where have you been?!" Ardina piqued her lips.

"Gak Din's. Kak Praja just want to buy me a meatball at the end of the road. We're not going anywhere." Prilya answered the question by lowering her face.

"Huh! I don't believe it. You are shameless. I already know that I like Kak Praja why you want to be invited to walk huh! You should have refused!"

"Or are you intentionally yes, want to repay your heartache to me all this time, iyya?!" Prilya. Even though he did not get hit but he still hurt by the words of his stepbrother.

Truly he had never wanted to avenge his heartache all this time He only wanted to go far away and no longer meet them all, even though it was his own father.

"Why are you quiet, huh?!" Ardina stepped closer and immediately pulled Prilya's hand and pushed her to the ground.

"Good Din! What's wrong with you. What's my fault with you? Why do you always make me suffer." For the first time Prilya asked what was wrong to always get such a bad treatment. He tried to get up but his body was pushed back to the floor.

"Do you know Prilya, I hate you so much. Enjoy your suffering here. And remember one thing, I don't need to have a reason to." Ardina instantly passed from before Prilya with a sneering smile on her face.

Prilya got up and ran ahead of Ardina's steps. He looked at the girl with a sharp look. His hand immediately pulled Ardina's short hair hard.

"Aargh!" The girl screamed loudly in pain.

"Take off my goddamn it!"

"If I don't want to?" Prilya. Since eating with Praja. He has received encouragement so as not to lose and be trampled continuously.

"Fight it out once if you don't hold it in," the man said to her. And now he wants to prove it.

"Mother! Please help me Mom. Prilya wants to kill me!" Ardina screamed for help so that her mother would immediately come to release her. He did not expect this thin body in front of him to have such immense strength.

"Cry! Because your mother isn't here!" The girl felt her heart very happy. Apparently replying is a very pleasant thing.

"Crya!" a loud shrill voice from behind him made him release his trap on Ardina's hair.

"Dad! Look what Prilya did to me, hikss." Ardina immediately ran into the arms of the father who had just come from outside the city.

"Prilya, you washed your father's car as punishment!"

"What?! Dad didn't ask me why I pulled her hair like that?!" Once again Prilya dared to ask her father about the injustice he got.

"No need for Prilya. You stay wrong. You're a big brother. And you can do this to your sister?!" The man stared intently at his daughter with an extremely angry face.

"Dad!"

"How dare you fight your father?!" Sofyan rebuked the girl with his hands ready to float into Priya's face. But his hand hung in the air in remembrance of his late wife.

"Easy! Wash the car very clean. I still have some business outside!" Prilya could no longer speak. He went out to wash the car.

Will anyone take me away from this hell God?

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"Suck!" Samuel Richard clutched firmly in his chair upon hearing the report from his confidant about Sofyan. The British-Indonesian man looked very angry.

Sofyan once again deceived him and ended up with a huge loss. The person he believed in growing his business out of town instead stole from him very much. And now he doesn't want to give her another chance.

"Take whatever's in his house!" command the leader of the black world with hardened jaws. His confidants did not wait for orders twice.

They go straight to Sofyan's son of a bitch's house to do their job.

Two hours drive they used to get to the old man's house. The man who used to be the confidant of that cold-blooded man. And now it has changed status to become an enemy of Samuel Richard.

"Is this really his house?!" black asked from behind the window. He looked at the pastel-colored house with a sharp look.

"Yes Sir. It was blue, but it's pastel now." There was a sound less certain than the driver who was still sitting behind the wheel.

"You doubt. Don't let us enter the house wrong. We could have a problem." Black spoke with a fixed view of watching the house.

"See Master. There's a girl coming out of the house, sir. We can ask him." The driver pointed to a sweet girl carrying a trash can in her hand. He walked out to the front fence to get rid of the garbage inside.

Black smiled faintly. The girl was at first glance similar to Sofyan. And now he was very sure that the House belonged to Sofyan. The man got out of the car and approached the sweet girl in a ponytail.

"You're Mr. Sofyan's daughter?" ask the girl. Prilya smiled in a friendly manner. He nodded and replied, "Yes." Black without taking any time immediately lifted the thin and very light body into the car.

"Hey! Untie Me! Whoareyou?! Hey Hmmm!" Prilya could no longer make a sound let alone scream. His mouth was silenced with a handkerchief filled with anesthetic fluid.

"Road!" black said to the driver with a grin on his face. Samuel Richard must be very happy with what he has done. He was sure that in that simple house he would not get what his leader wanted.

"What can be taken from inside the house to make Sofyan suffer. Except for his son, of course." Black was getting more and more happy with what he got.

His eyes glanced to the side looking at the extremely thin young and sweet girl. Suddenly doubt appeared in his heart. He was afraid that Samuel Richard who was a big class cassanova would be disappointed with the girl. The girl was extremely ineligible to satisfy the wandering man's bed.

Ah never mind, maybe this girl will only be made as a servant or Upik ash. whispered the man in heart.

At least he doesn't have to pay a waiter for life. Haha.

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