He's Not The Best
60. Defeated Easily

Defeated Easily

Runa was cornered at the end of the room, the phone lit up but, he did not stick it to the ear, repeatedly Arkan shouted hello, and called out his name, but, the woman was speechless. His lips trembled as well as his entire body, cold sweat flooded the skin, breathing down rose uncontrollably while the heartbeat was so hard as if hitting the chest in a row.

The noise of shouting at her the widow was still heard, they were trying to break down the door and say such disgusting profanities. The laughter and ridicule between the three men sounded so obvious as if they were people who had never gotten an education. Even the speech between them was clearly very fond of violence.

In the end, after their hard work they managed to also break down the door that turned out to be very strong. Runa was increasingly irritating in the corner, as if wanting to fuse his body with a brick wall. Tears were already welling up while his hands clenched begging him not to be persecuted by them.

“Hah! Finally open too!” said one of the three men while grinning at Runa full of interest and cursed desire of a man on a woman who is not kosher to him.

“Termon ...! Get the fuck out of here! Go!” runa said in a loud voice, while kneeling. "Please!" he shouted again but, for free, they were in a fairly crowded market environment.

Hearing Runa's words, they laughed one of them approached while shaking his waist and rubbing his nose with the back of his hand. Looks pushy. Then he smothered his mouth firmly.

Runa looked around her, there was almost no object in the room that she could use to protect herself from anything. Some objects such as bags, pillows, bolsters that are there certainly will not be able to make the men in pain or give up, but, it will make them laugh harder.

Someone had already pulled the veil of Runa and the woman maintained it with both hands to stay on her head.

“Do not refuse, dear ... let us equally delicious, hahaha!”

“No! Get out of here like a jingan!” Runa said, her phone was still on but, it was just lying on the floor. He let go of the thing as his hand reflexively defended his veil.

Between Runa and the fat person was still pulling each other while Runa's hand was firmly gripped so that the woman could not twitch.

“What is the power here?”

“Come! We vote, who goes first!”

“Come! Who's afraid!”

“I don't get any, you guys, this woman's money is a lot! Look!” said one of them, who had searched several places, cabinets, bags and also desk drawers, of course they could find a piggy bank Runa not just one. Unless there are five piggy banks in the form of chicken which all consist of ten and two tens of thousands, it's all savings for Winsi that will be used for his son to go to college later.

“Wah, true too!” after saying that, they broke it and put it in a black plastic bag.

“Then we gasak everything!”

“Person too? Pretty pretty her!”

“Iya!  Haha ... Comeing! We're suit!”

The three people did the drawing, after successfully putting all the money into the container, the money in the table drawer as well they took all.

“Well, I'm ahead of you, right, I won!” said one of them with curly hair.

“Alright, then, you guys hold him, take off his shirt!”

“OK!”

At once the other two people pulled the clothes and the veil of Runa while the other one took off the pants he was wearing while laughing. Half-dead Runa maintained the clothes to remain attached to her body, with tears constantly flowing and trembling lips begging for pity.

Suddenly ...

Buk up!

The big kick came from Arkan. The man smirked at the disgusting sight. He kicked right into the back of the head until the person immediately fell unconscious.

“Bigger! Who are you, how dare you interfere in our affairs? Huh!” someone immediately attacked Arkan to see his friend who was ready for combat was now lying on the floor.

Arkan managed to pull the fist clenching towards him.

“The woman's business is also my business!” arkan shouted while raising a fist that was a counterattack towards the person who attacked him.

So did another man join in throwing a fist at Arkan, simultaneously and a fistfight ensued. The three of them hit each other and kicked each other quite fiercely. While Runa was curled back in the corner of the room still trembling she re-imagined her torn clothes, her veil had already been thrown onto the mattress, she slowly stood up and, picking it up while crying.

He then picked up a bag that was about strong enough to be shabby and, smashing right into the head of one who had tried to kiss him.

His hands trembled but when he hit from behind, he exerted all his energy, until successfully making the man in pain until grimacing then, turning to look at Runa. The man immediately caught fire and pushed the woman back into a corner on the wall, this opportunity was used very well by Arkan to kick back his head until the man fell unconscious.

There is only one more person, who attacked Arkan blindly because of panic and also fear until the attack is not directed and by making it easier for Arkan to defeat him.

With just one fist in the jaw the person was knocked down and no longer able to rise even though he did not faint like his friend. Finally, Arkan stomped hard on his toes with pantofel shoes until, a loud shout sounded so heartbreaking out of his mouth then, silent signifying the man was no longer able to do anything.

Arkan looked down where all the men he gathered and tied the third hand of the delinquent in his own suit. After he finished, he gave a rough snort, rubbed his nose with the back of his hand then, tidied the collar of the shirt while looking at Runa sharp, as sharp as a sword that had been sharpened and ready to slash anything.

Near him the woman who was still shaking and holding the bag in front of her chest, looked at the woman from head to toe to make sure that, Runa was fine. Without speaking he picked up the swish pack containing the money, stuffing everything into the bag he had in hand.

“Change, your shirt!” said.

Runa was still silent, staring in a different direction, like he was looking towards another world, he still could not believe what he had just faced.

Arkan shook his shoulders hard to resuscitate, but, instead, the woman cried back while dropping to the floor. The man knelt on one leg and pulled the limp body in his arms. Letting the woman spill her feelings.

As Arkan was on his way to the Restaurant, he received a call from Runa and, happily, he received his call. But all he heard from across the phone was a vague, even suspicious voice. Repeatedly he called out Runa's name while turning the direction of the car. But what he heard was precisely the screams and also the noise that was very worrying.

At once he also pressed the gas vehicle with a feeling of panic. Every now and then she rubbed the sweaty face with her palms while the voices on the phone she had left were still burning, the more terrifying, the screams and cries of Runa were very clearly heard so heartbreakingly.

It turned out that he arrived on time, he noticed there was a quiet stall as he got down from the car but, a rowdy sound was clearly heard from inside. Arkan walked in and quickly walked straight into the room and saw the woman barely opening her aura in front of three unknown men, even wanting to rob all of her money. Arkan knew the limits of the association, let alone the woman was very self-serving, but, he could not see the woman crying bitterly in her depunnya until she hugged him just like that.

After a few minutes later, Runa slightly eased the cry and pushed Arkan's chest slowly, then, she stood up. In his face the man with a gaze full of deep emotions.

“Thank you ...” he said softly.

Arkan who was still kneeling looked up, then, smiled like laughing at himself to hear Runa say thank you to him because, for him it was not necessary. He felt this was an obligation to protect his beloved woman.

The man stood up parallel to Runa and said softly, “Come with me, stay with me and be my wife, Runa ..”.

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