
A third of a dark night for Jihan. His entire body was crumpled dimly, crushed and completely humbled. After gaining his satisfaction, Tiger left the woman without feeling, despite giving her a wad of money.
The hypersex man is always alone. He always forces whoever the woman he wants, to fulfill his desires. Usually he must have worn a safety before, but the desire that had arisen made him immediately hit the woman mercilessly.
The clothes that Jihan was wearing were already torn apart. He forced his body to move to wake up, his eyes puffy because he kept crying. His hands cupped the shirt and tightly wrapped it around his chest. Pain and tightness spread all over his body. His eyes only glanced towards the pile of money on the table, yet did not intend to touch it even if he needed it the most.
After being able to dampen the feeling in the middle of nowhere, Jihan moved out of Tiger's room. His steps were swept towards the employee room while holding a throbbing head, his face was puffy and his entire outfit was in a mess.
"Ji, what's wrong with you?" One of his friends asked when he met the woman.
Jihan simply lowered her head inside, her head shook strongly and her movements were limped. He decided to go home first. It doesn't matter if the dismissal ends later.
Arriving at the small house he stopped by, Jihan looked at her mother's nanar. He closed the door slowly and walked to the bathroom and sat there. Her tears were falling again. Both hands firmly gripped the edge of the bathtub, then flushed all over the body and rubbed it firmly. Tiger's shadow still lingered in his mind.
His blood rippled strongly, fear and hatred mixed into one. Jihan spent time in the bathroom until the morning.
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Maharani awoke when he heard the noise in front of his house. Rumors of sending the sembako aid rattled his sense of hearing. His eyes sparkled, because it had been a few days he had difficulty eating, Jihan had only worked not long ago. Their money is running out.
"Damn! Ji!" maharani shouted as she looked at her sleeping daughter behind her on the floor with a mat. A thin blanket wrapped the tip of the foot up to his neck.
There was no word from his daughter. His shoulders moved slowly, along with his slow breathing. Jihan just went to bed a few minutes ago. His body felt very tired as well as crumpled dimly after crying all night. Maharani clucked, finally he got up and tried to sit in his wheelchair.
His appearance changed drastically, even to the point that no one recognized him at the moment. Backed with her simple and plain clothes without make up.
"I have to get it!" enthused muttering. At least be able to continue living for the next few days until Jihan gets a salary.
Although tired of having to pedal a wheelchair with his hands, Maharani was not discouraged. He got to the back row because he was late. He also could not hear the conversation ahead. Including, not knowing the whereabouts of Khansa and Leon because of the many residents who stood in front of him.
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Leon turned his eyes back to the front, a sharp lightning radiated from the look in his eyes. His hands clenched tightly as he recalled what he had done to Khansa and her mother.
Khansa did not even blink to look at Maharani. His breath was heard hunting. His heart beat rhymed so fast. His feet moved firmly and very slowly. His sharp eyes did not blink focused on the Maharani.
There was a turmoil of wanting to strangle the woman right now. However it was restrained and only vented with strong fists in both hands. Leon followed his wife. His eyes are just as sharp. The man was wearing a semi-formal shirt, without a suit wrapped around his burly body.
"How are you doing, Maharani?" khansa said softly as she stood right in front of the woman.
DEG!
Hearing a familiar voice in his ears, Maharani raised his gaze until his eyes were rubbed with Khansa's sharp bead. His body froze, his lips trembled and slightly opened. His eyes widened.
"Kha ... Khansa!" mumbled wailing. He tried to act calm despite being in a panic and wanted to escape immediately.
"Still alive apparently. You have no intention of thanking me? Because thanks to all my treasure, you are still breathing today" Khansa quipped curtly as she folded her arms around her chest.
"It's all because you're a fucking girl!" maharani exclamation that began to display emotions.
"Did? I didn't even do anything!" khansa's reply drowned until his eyes fell upon each other.
"And what did you say? Your treasure? Hey, you've even been crossed out of the Isvara Family. You don't have the right to own that treasure for a dime!" geram Maharani widens his eyes sharply at Khansa.
Khansa smiled gently, "That was first! Now everything has changed. All the assets and the Isvara Company have changed in my name! So, the one who has no right to the treasure is ..you and your children!" firmly Khansa threw a grinning smile.
Maharani shook his head strongly, "No! That's impossible!" the argument is hard to believe.
"To believe it or not, let the law speak. You have to pay for everything you did first!" khansa said slowly but was able to make the entire body of the Maharani goosebumps instantly.
Leon just stood firmly behind his wife. Noticing Khansa in silence, who became a different figure when meeting with his enemies, so it always made him amazed and proud to have the woman.
The beautiful and clear beads of Khansa explore the Maharani condition. He was stunned when he saw the tip of the woman's leg which turned out to be only one. Khansa let out a long sigh and exhaled it violently.
"Maharani, do you realize that karma is slowly beginning to eat away at you? This is karma because you have hurt and killed my mother without feeling!" whispered Khansa but with a tone full of emphasis.
"Deg!"
The Maharani's blood flow is getting messed up. His heart degub also turned rough and increasingly running. Cold sweat began to drench his temples, flowing down his paled face. A surprised look now popped out of his eyes.
"Why? Surprised, can I tell after ten years? I even know the medicine you put into my mother's food, Maharani. I know your scandal with my father. You are absolutely savage!" khansa emphasized every sentence.
He held back the turmoil in his chest that was already about to explode. Wanting to strangle the woman to death, Khansa did not want to dirty her hands. Especially now that she is pregnant.
The Empress's eyes turned to Leon. "Oh, it must be all because of your mistress' help huh!" his elbow held the fear within him.
"What's? Hey, Maharani! He is Leon Sebastian. My husband! She's healthy! Not a sick and dying man like you feared!" Khansa replied cynically while laughing out loud.
"Curtain! Very good at making up stories!" cibir Maharani threw his face away. Inwardly still in disbelief. 'No way, he's the guy who used to come to the house first with Khansa. He's Khansa's mistress!' The maharani convinced himself.
Leon only tilted one corner of his lips. The eyes of the eagle could not be separated from the Empress in the slightest. He moved one arm, made a call to his men through the earphones in his ear.
"Come to the location!" leon said firmly.
Before long, some people dressed neatly all in black went down to meet his boss. They've prepared Leon to always stanby around him, just in case.
"Save him! Don't run away!" Leon pointed with his chin. One arm was coiled around Khansa's waist.
"Hey! What the fuck! You want to kidnap me! Help u! Help me!" jerit Maharani.
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