Widow

Widow
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**HUMAN SPLINTERS SAY HELLO, MENDING VIRGIN GOOD YAK EVERYWHERE HAIYALAAAH...


BUT YEAH..


THERE ARE ALSO LOH VIRGIN SENSE WIDOWS ..


WKWKWKWKKKX..


TYPO.


KEYBOARD DIGEROGOTI CONGORN**


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fuuuuu...


A puff of cigarette smoke filled the room. The flaming red lipstick woman sat down and raised her legs on the table and stared down lightly. It was as if before him was a disgusting insect that deserved to die in a single foothold. But the woman still wanted to play and torture the battered man in front of her.


buck..bugh...


The sound of punch after punch sounded syahdu in the woman's ear. It was like a beautiful melody and it was so dreamy. Erangab was in pain like a beautiful lyric song. Even the face was full of bruises and the blood felt undaunted in the slightest.


"I will ask for the last time Umar. Where'd you hide that cheap lady?" spoiled tone of voice but can take lives. Even the threat did not shed Umar's attitude and stance.


"I swear on behalf of the old lady you killed and you poisoned it. I'm Umar, I won't say it. I'm willing to die for Miss Clarissa." he said. Though his life was over the horns but he did not care about it.


"Haha. Finish him and dump the body. I want a candidate." said Alexa. The woman who had been a nightmare for Umar. So did Clarissa.


Bag.bugh..


Umar was severely beaten and barely recognized by his face. Until it is confirmed that the victim is helpless, they also stop the action.


"Let's throw him out." man A


"Are we safe?" Man B


"Just do it" man A.


mmmmm...


The car they drove drove away from the deserted house. Carrying a body that they thought was dead even though the battered man was still alive. It was just that the man was in a weak state.


On a quiet and empty street. Umar was thrown like throwing garbage.


"Let's leave this place.."


rrrrmmmmmm.........


They left Umar without any guilt..


Such is.


His heart's voice screamed.


And no one passed by even passing by Hanua just glancing.


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"Bang.stop, I see something.."


"Hmmm.kay.."


Clarissa came down and looked at someone lying down and was surprised she knew that person.


"UMAAARRR.." cried.


Clarissa asked her husband to take Umar in the car. Jojo swiftly carried Umar and brought Umar to the hospital for further assistance. On the way to Clarissa's hospital tells who Umar is and how great a Umar's services to him.


Jojo also listened to his wife's story carefully while occasionally cursing annoyance. Is there anyone who is so brave even to his wife.


Even Clarissa was so afraid to see her husband's scary expression. Don't even want to look at him at all. Really, at this time Jojo felt his anger was unbearable.


"Hello, Ghani. I need you to do something for me, bro. Yeah, you know what I mean? Even if it can destroy the company until it is not left." Jojo looks cold and unfriendly. Didn't want to ask much Clarissa just shut up and clasped her hand hard. Afraid to ask so much she just kept quiet and felt a chill beside her.


Arriving at the hospital. Jojo rushes to the health workers to help him carry Umar's body and immediately gives help. And once again Clarissa could only stare and not speak a word.


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"How's my brother's doing, doctor?" ask Clarissa.


"He is still critical. The internal injuries made him unable to respond. There were even a few blunt force blows on his head making a crack in the skull bone. It seems someone really intended to kill him. There were even incision wounds in some parts of her body." explains Dr. Arman who nontaben her husband's friend.


Jojo was so emotional that he even grabbed Dr. Arman's shirt.


"I want you to handle him well. If in 3 days there is no response from the man. You know what I can do, right?" threaten Jojo


glaques..


dr. Arman is not warty. Even the hospital is his field looking for sustenance. Even flicking Jojo's finger can destroy him by the blink of an eye.


"Jeez Jo, I still like to play a threat. Can't you don't want to." great-granddaughter dr.Arman.


The one being talked about only gave a cold look and glared at him.


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