The Story of Margaretha
12

"Take me off!" Margaretha tried to escape, but Wibisono quickly blocked the girl's hand. "I beg ... release me!"

"Why should I let go of food that was in plain sight." Wibisono's gaze looked so scary to Margaretha that the girl's body inched in fear. Margaretha's heart pounded uncontrollably as Wibisono's fingers rubbed her chin slowly. Gives a touch that makes the girl's body feel cramped.

"I beg ... Don't stain me." Margaretha's tears had washed her face, but it did not make Wibisono stop the movement of his hand which had now opened the shirt worn until the man's stocky body appeared.

If Margaretha used to be amazed when she saw a sixpack man like that, but now she actually felt a very great fear. His face looks pale. There was nothing the girl could do but cry because she was already unlikely to be able to escape.

"Why are you quiet, miss."

Margaretha's body brushed as the warm breath of Wibisono hit behind the ear because only this time she was so close to the opposite sex.

"Against it, the more you fight it, the more I will be challenged, Miss."

"Ohh." Margaretha involuntarily sigh*h because she could not help but feel amused when Wibisono's lips touched her neck. In fact, he felt the neck being sucked up to create a sign of possession there. Margaretha's tears flowed more and more and fed herself as a dirty girl.

"Kill me. But don't stain me." Margaretha spoke softly in the midst of the more intense swish she felt as Wibisono continued to shower her neck with kisses and many created many signs of possession there.

"Haha. I won't be that easy to kill you. I'll tell you what heaven is like before you feel like living in hell." Wibisono took off the belt and used it to tie Margaretha's hands together.

Margaretha's cry grew louder as she realized she could no longer escape. With a quick movement Wibisono tore the clothes worn by Margaretha until the girl only used a bra. Wibisono's smile looks perfect and looks at Margaretha full of napsu. Margaretha's delicate white skin and soft breasts instantly made Wibisono's body heat up and can't wait to taste the girl.

Wibisono began to touch Margaretha's body until the girl really did not feel care. Keep wriggling when Wibisono's hand has been rubbed to the bottom of his waist. Margaretha could only cry and no longer knew she had to hope help would come. For now, he could only give up.

However, Goddess Fortuna seemed to be siding with him. When Wibisono was about to open Margaretha's bra hook. The man's phone rang loudly. Wibisono growled furiously and tried not to care. However, realizing the tone was different from the others, Wibisono immediately stopped the touch on Margaretha's body and immediately accepted the call.

"Hallo, Young Miss." Wibisono looks lazy.

"Bison! Is Papa out of town with you? Why is the number inactive?" The crisp sound from across the phone instantly made Wibisono exhale violently.

"Master is resting, Miss."

"Quick! Meet Papa! Tell him I miss him so much."

"But, Miss ..."

"I don't need your refusal, Bison!" Agnes speaks ketus.

Margaretha wept bitterly as Wibisono came out of it and the door was locked. The fear of the man now turned to self-loathing and felt that his body was already very dirty. Margaretha no longer knew what to do because she felt sure that no one would be able to help her at this moment.

"Mr ... Mama .. wait I'll be here any minute." Margaretha muttered softly in the midst of her sobs.

***

While on the way to Opa Jo's house, the atmosphere in Patricia's car was quiet because they were both silent. Several times Patricia glanced at Andra who already looked so frustrated. Patricia really did not have the heart to see her friend who looked sad like that.

They were shocked when they heard Margaretha's cell phone ringing there. Andra immediately picked up the phone to see who was contacting. Apparently Zety. Andra was confused to have to accept the call or not.

"Thank you. We can ask them for help. The more people I'm sure the faster I'll be found." Patricia rules. Andra just nodded and immediately received the call.

"Mara! Where are you? We're gathering at Kurap's house." Zety's voice from across the phone sounded without further ado. "Mara! Why are you at all."

"Zet, it's me ... Andra."

"Andra's? Where's markonah going?"

"Margaretha's been kidnapped."

"What!"

Andra put her phone away as Zety screamed like she was about to break her eardrum.

"The hydra! Don't you joke!"

"Really, Zet. I'm looking for help." Andra's voice was shrill and confused.

"Then tell me where you are now. I'll go straight there."

Andra also told Opa Jo's home address, so that they would gather there. After that, the call was cut off. Andra leaned her head and rubbed her face roughly. For now Andra can only pray and hope that he can still find Margaretha.

I'm sorry, Dad. I failed to look after Young Miss. But I'll try to find him soon.