Trapped in Love Little Girl
CHAPTER 59

Elo's phone rang to me a few times. In fact, he had just started to fall asleep after a day of draining energy. Not to mention thinking of tomorrow, who would have to take care of all the work themselves again.

Half-consciously, he received a disturbing call.

“Ha—“

“El, I need your help. Gather your subordinates, and immediately follow me to the location I am heading”.  Zean's voice cuts Elo's word first. In fact, it sounded so rushed out from across the mana.

Elo jumped, why his sister who was happy matchless now so panic so.

“Zean! Relax, speak clearly!” The man was emotional, his sleep disturbed again.  Zean always confused him.

“Stat! Why are you yelling at me! Hunt what I ordered, Sally is in danger.” He even hit the steering wheel, wanting to beat up his cousin just then and there.

“Where are you now?” No matter what Zean swears. It was better for Elo to give up and become someone sane.

“Many ask! Bursuan biapin all immediately come to the location. I sent the location after this,” he concluded and turned off the call without waiting for Elo to speak again.

Kicking the blanket off the bed, the man became more and more emotional. But, after all, his sister-in-law's life was in danger.

“What else now? Either a stroke of misfortune or luck is related to the Pratama family. Huh! Sister-in-law .. I hope you're okay.” Going crazy, Elo nagged himself.

Soon he called the men, sharing the location of the gathering point they had to go to.

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No matter the day was getting late, Zean drove the car to where Sally was. If asked where does he know from? Of course he knew who was behind the anonymous message he had received just a few hours ago.

Arriving at the destination, the luxury house building is still the same as what he had once visited. There are a lot of guards there. Walking hastily, as if not concerned with the gaze of many people with the rogue face in front of the house.

Breezed in without excuse, even opening the door with a kick.

Three applause greeted his arrival, a spacious room with a luxurious sofa was in front of Zean. The handsome-looking middle-aged man sat quietly. His gaze was sharp, a cynical smile was on his two lips.

“For a long time no see, my beloved nephew.” His smile widened, making Zean even more furious.

“What more do you want this time?!” Both hands beside the body clenched perfectly, the usual handsome face seemed friendly was no longer visible. His face even flushed with anger, his jaw hardened, his gaze wrathful at the person who called him ‘beloved nephew’.

“Relax .. You're so smart indeed. I don't know who sent the message, but suddenly you came here. Do you miss your uncle this one?”

“Cih! Even a fool might know it's from you. In this city who does not know about the Pratama family crisis? I'm lazy to mince words, give my wife back!”

“Why are you in such a hurry? He is safe here, even sleep soundly.” Getting up from the luxurious sofa he was sitting on, standing straight in front of Zean. The smile did not come out of his lips. His slightly similar face to that of Mr. Bobi further made Zean want to kill him alone.

“You're crazy! He doesn't know anything. Why'd you bring her? Where is he? Where?!”Fed up, Zean came forward to the man standing before him. One blow floated up, making his uncle reflexively turn his head due to the blow.

Grimacing endured the pain while stroking her bruised cheek. Not fighting back, deliberately so that Zean was getting furious.

His shirt collar was gripped, Zean had lost control. Two bodyguards advanced, pulling Zean from position.

“Give her a meeting gift!”

Hearing the word of the one who paid for it, the eight-man bodyguards advanced around Zean. Only able to put up a standby position, Zean knew what would happen next. Difficult conditions, he cannot run and will not win if he fights.

He was not a man who was good at martial arts, so was able to defend himself. Punch after punch he received, although initially he could still compensate for all the movements of the opponent who continued to attack him. But still, he lost power. Plus because he just got home from work, driving to A city two hours, back to C city two hours more. Who's up to it? His physique is not as strong as the Super Hero in the animated films he often watched with Eza.

The clock on the wall clinked twelve times, a sign of midnight. Elo still does not signal its appearance, but Zean has fallen on the floor and began to weaken. Forcibly he was taken to sit.

Hearing a little noise in the living room, the sleeping girl wanted to get out.

“Nona, is there anything you need?” A bodyguard who had picked her up asked, all day he was standing guard at the door of the room Sally occupied.

“Let me get you a drink, Miss. Please return to room.” Alas, of course he won't be able to get out. Since noon was suspicious, why did Zean suddenly take her to his uncle's house? The person who picked him up brought him to the restaurant. Suddenly changed destination in the middle of the road. Nor to the Pratama house where he usually stopped. Plus, a strict escort that seemed to make himself a prisoner.

Currently could only nod, agreeing to the bodyguard's words.  When the man left, Sally would go along and head to the source of the sound that disturbed her sleep.

“KAKAK!” She screamed for a moment, seeing her husband come but in a position that had been sitting limp.

Immediately approached Zean, but his steps had been stopped and blocked by the bodyguard who had been guarding his room.

“Om Andra, what are you doing? Isn't he your nephew? Why is it like this? You lied to me!” The girl was crying hysterically. Her heart ached, again having to see the fight that left her husband injured. What kind of problems are there in the Pratama family? She knew nothing, but was always shocked by every event that concerned her husband's safety.

“Huh! my beautiful niece. Why did you come out. Sorry about this noise. It was also your husband, he was not a submissive nephew.” Back the face smirked, making Sally even more clueless.

In fact, when he first came, warmly welcomed by the man named Andra Pratama. He even met Naya and Eza. The clothes he was wearing were also one of the luxury clothes he gave. And now what? What he saw made him not believe.

“For what I obey a madman like you. Huh?!” Zean's talk made Andra angry. Immediately he came forward and beat Zean at will.

Elo came with some of his men, was shocked by the situation of Zean. “Stop!”

Elo's words stopped Andra, the man looked up and looked up at Elo and his entourage.

If you ask what happens next, of course the kick-kicks and blows between the two camps. When the people from the side om Andra lost, the man who was the younger brother of Mr. Bobi Pratama resigned.  Pulling Sally from the hand of the bodyguard who was gripping her arm from earlier.

The girl's sobs stopped Zean's movements. All quiet. Afraid that the middle-aged man was determined, because a knife was already on Sally's neck.

“Let go of my wife!”  Zean took a few steps forward. But, the steps stopped.

“Stay in your position, or this knife hurt your wife's smooth skin.”

The girl trembled even more, tears coming down without even stopping. His heart seemed to be invited by gymnastics, his debar beat when with Zean.

The more Zean hurt to see Sally's condition. His wife knows nothing. Thinking if she was just a bad luck for Sally, marrying her instead of making her happy just kept her crying.

All silent, Elo could only fury in his position. Wanted to throw the ignorant old man into the sea. Because her heart was also throbbing pain seeing Zean and Sally.

“Give him.” One guard came forward, carrying a map towards Zean standing up.

His left hand received the blue map, opened it and read it. “What else is this?” tanyanya's confused.

“Signature in your name!” orders of Andra.

“For what? I have nothing to do with Pratama Group,” elak Zean.

“You think your uncle is stupid? When you were working at your in-laws' company, I came to the Pratama Group to seduce your father. But apparently, Pratama Group ownership has changed in your name, since you got married!”

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