The Brutal Young Master's Wedding
85. Past stories (2)

"I don't care who you are! Let go of knowing who I am? I could have thrown you and your men into the police station! Or it will kill you tragically very easily!"

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"Wao you are so arrogant! Who the hell are you? You dare?" Strongly grip Morisa's cheeks.

"Aah let go!" With all her might, Morisa finally came off.

Morisa was furious and just slapped his interlocutor firmly.

Plakkk

"Less ajr! Male asshole. You dare touch me? Don't be so rude!"

The man was shocked. Holding his heated cheek. He who was drunk seemed to have instantly realized. Under normal conditions.

"You want to die, little girl?"

The man approached pulling a rough morisa towards the roadside wall. It was clearly a huge wall filled with scribbles on the walls.

"Let go... HELP!!!! HELP ME!!! WHOEVER HELP!!!!"

"SHOUTING!! Let's scream again! Won't anyone hear you? This street is a mafia! You took the wrong path, baby!" His words drew closer to Morisa's face and began to kiss Morisa's neck.

"Dammit!! Unhand me!" Morisa hit the man in front of her.

His minimal clothes had started to blur until he showed two things of his own.

Morisa started sobbing and still kept shouting.

"My please. Don't touch me. Please release!" Morisa had run out of strength to hit the man her voice was already hoarse.

Unceasingly the man hugged Morisa and fondled her to his chest.

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaa, RELEASE!!! DON'T DO THAT!!!" morisa who felt two of hers being squeezed, she screamed out as she was in the endless maelstrom of tears flowing down.

Morisa who was still in power immediately grabbed the knee and kicked the man's possession violently.

Buuukk

It worked!!! The man let go of his embrace and turned to hers and cringed in pain.

Morisa tried to cover her chest with a layer of torn clothes. Started running and left the man. But if it is wet, it is still alkaline. The man had a real army. Two men came to him from the front.

Staring at him as if starving and satisfied to look at Gita's body intensely.

"Hey!! Don't be like that!!!" Morisa pointed at the man in front of her.

Morisa looked back at the man walking leisurely while smiling a grin.

"I told you, you're on the wrong track pretty! This is mafia territory. And you're the one who turned yourself into the crocodile hole. And you should be ready to be made into a meal." His words won.

Morisa was shaking violently. It should be better to wait for the driver at the airport even until the morning than to be caught in mortal danger.

Morisa squatting.

Sobbing and screaming. There is no use to escape.

"Please don't hurt me. Please. Whatever you want I'll give you as long as it's not me! Don't touch me. Don't hurt me! I will forget all this and will not report you. As long as you release me. Please!!! Stop supporting me! I don't know any of you. Sorry if I'm going the wrong way."

"SLOW!!" Said the Man.

"Stand up!" Lirih.

"No, please. Don't touch me!" Sobbed.

"Follow him. His hand!"

The two men approached and forced Moris to stand up. Morisa stood with the man's hands on both sides.

The man in front of him was getting closer.

God, you're all I'm expecting now. Please help me. Helpme. Save your child.

Morisa bowed and wept hoping and hoping for the almighty.

Morisa's top clothes were torn completely. Staying black tentokp.

Morisa could not move against the result of his hand being strangled.

"Buckoo... You're gonna regret this!" Morisa Umbrella. Morisa raised her face looking intently at the man in front of her.

The man did not care about getting closer to his face, pressed on the nape of morisa and kissed the lips roughly.

Her plight explored morisa's body.

Crying yes, that's all he can do a sob that's really unfortunate not to be ignored. You fucking jerk! Not even a heart.

"We're coming!" Said a person who blocked his right hand.they are also very excited to look at the body of morisa is very plump.

The man in front stopped his action for a while.

"No problem!" Smiling words.

What a bad luck.

Sexual harassment.

"Please don't do that! Please ber akh...

stop..." Morisa.

The mini skirt has been torn next to staying a little longer then the skirt will be detached from the position.

But God is good. The voice that Morisa was waiting for finally came.

Several policemen moved towards them with their guns raised.

"Bless your hands!! Do not move in place. Or I'll shoot this bullet!" Sala said a policeman.

in shock the three men raised their hands and slightly retreated.

Morisa dropped herself after breaking out of the grasp of the jerks.

There is a sense of relief but there is a sense of destruction.

He is dirty and disgusting.

There were 6 policemen walking around the place.

With weapons in their hands.

3 The man could not. There are no weapons they are holding at the moment.

Can only be silent and stand up while raising his hand staring at the police who were stalking.

"Why can there be police? And why is there not the slightest sound of the roar of the car engine or the sound of police cars?"

Said the man to his friend slowly.

Sala a man scratched his head towards a middle-aged lung man across the street who was staring at them as he walked closer towards the poor girl.

3 The man was already in handcuffs and was dragged to the car at the end there which was deliberate without sound and placed some distance away.

Upon entering the car the man's eyes were staring back, staring at Morisa intensely and also the middle-aged man.

Morisa who accidentally caught the eye was immediately bowed in fear.

"Son, are you okay?" The middle-aged lung man took off his jacket and covered Morisa's body.

The jacket with the symbol of the name of the online taxi driver. It seemed like the middle-aged lung man had accidentally seen the act of harassment in the middle of a deserted road. Calling the police in secret. Because he was sure if he who would fight would end up in vain.

Morisa.

"Thank God." He said softly and bowed crying over his life.

"Come, stand. I'll take you home!"

Morisa vibrates.

"To. please, don't hurt me!" His voice was still crouching and tightly hugging the jacket.

"I didn't hurt you, son. I'm helping you. Come on I'll drive you! This road is dangerous. Comeing! Don't let her friends come here!" Morisa ventured to look at the man.

There was no lie in his eyes that there was pity and sadness, looking at Morisa.

Morisa. Walked following the middle-aged pulmonary man and climbed onto his ojek.

By sitting sideways. It was no longer possible for him to sit astride with a skirt torn next door.

Long story short Morisa very grateful to the builders Ojek. And now he is much better. The abuse case has been handled by his father Janes.

Mama Monik, who was lying in pain at that time, could not feel the pain Morisa felt . Can't be a place to complain about her beautiful daughter. It was Janes and Jasson who comforted her. Especially at that time there was Yolanda who always encouraged Morisa.

Janes demanded the bastards to be punished. And in the cell according to the law. But Jasson is furious to imprison for life and tortured to the death in the cell.but what force, the law will run according to its rules.

The TPKS Act regulates physical sexual harassment as one of the criminal acts of sexual violence. According to Article 6 of the Law, perpetrators of physical sexual abuse can be sentenced to up to 12 years in prison.

Although Morisa has got peace and justice but he still can not accept the reality. Although her honor had not been taken that night but it was still the same sexual violence they touched her body forced her and hurt her.

Morisa was traumatized at the time. He didn't dare to come out in an entire year. Being cooped up in the mansion is afraid of the outside world.

But as time goes by with the motivation and special treatment that is lived together with people he loves to support it makes him so much more hopeful to return to the two widely. To live life as it usually is.

Flash off's.

To be continued 🌷

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