LOVE EXAM (My Uncle Jones )
36.Jones is injured again.

Johan and the other bodyguards have also arrived at the scene, their emotions peaking when they see their beloved daughter being forcibly pulled by a man away among the bodyguards on standby since.

The dagger was on Shafa's neck, they asked to give way and would surrender to the faceless party, citing fear of being beaten by the bodyguards and everyone.

"Please. release Shafa please, I promise to guarantee the safety of all of you, provided you don't hurt him."

Jones walked slowly forward while the kidnappers walked back with Shafa as their hostage, Jones staring at Shafa's face, which now had a veil, fortunately the hijab of the girl did not manage to let them off so that her aura was still awake from the eyes of the man who was there.

"No, we don't trust you, if this girl we let go, you're gonna kill us." Kidnapper two.

"No, I promise no one will hurt you as long as you change, I know you're just Dino's man, just so you know the man is already where he should be now in prison, if you don't want to catch up with him quickly let go of Shafa."

Jones pleads with the kidnapper, while Shafa can only cry his eyes look at Jones and Johan with a pitiful look.

"Let go of my daughter, I'll forgive you, let go of my daughter or else I'll make sure you won't see the sun tomorrow morning with your whole family." Johan shouted.

Hearing the screams of Johan, the three men were surprised, what else the threat of Johan was not the responsibility of their families was also brought.

"Don't you touch our family, we're wrong" replied the kidnapper.

"Then let go of my daughter if she doesn't want her business to get longer, I won't give you a second chance if in five minutes you don't let go of my daughter, just so you know my guys are good shooters they'll act on my orders." Johan threatened.

"Well, we give it up." kidnapper three.

"Lu's sure we'll survive." kidnapper one.

"Let go of Shafa, brother, Shafa will beg papa to release you" Shafa said.

"Yes let go of Shafa, please." Jones is getting closer to the kidnappers and Shafa glances at the snipers not far from them.

"Don't lie, you'll let us go." Kidnapper three.

"Yes .. promise so please let Shafa go." Jones is ready to pull Shafa when he gets a code from a sniper.

Dor..

One shot managed to penetrate the skin of the second kidnapper's hand holding Shafa with a knife around the girl's neck.

At that time Jones immediately pulled Shafa from the grip of the kidnapper two, but the knife he held fell to the ground but was immediately picked up by the kidnapper one and then pointed at Shafa, who was not the one who was holding him, but at the time of pulling the girl Jones immediately hugged her and Jones turned back to the kidnapper and then.

Jamb...

The dagger stabbed Jones in the back, fresh blood flowed from the wound of the bodyguard who saw it shoot towards the third leg of the kidnapper, the hot lead managed to lock their movements, the, until they fell on the ground.

Some blows landed on their bodies, after which they were dragged by the bodyguards to be brought to the headquarters before being handed over to the authorities.

"Uncles.. Uncle, Uncle papa papa." shouted Shafa because he felt Jones' body was no longer energetic, Jones' embrace on Shafa's body was no longer strong.

Johan ran towards Shafa who had fallen because he was unable to hold Jones' high and large weight.

"Shafa, what are you doing." Johan removed Jones from his daughter's body and placed it on the ground.

"Shafa did nothing, but Uncle Uncle got stabbed by papa Huaaaaaa." cried Shafa hugged his papa.

"Sttt don't cry gils papa here." patted Shafa's back.

"Papa Uncle is bleeding, Uncle is impaled papa is impaled." shafa cried because the father seemed not to care about his best friend when Johan was afraid if something happened to the daughter he continued so he forgot the person who had protected Shafa.

"Ehhhh yes, yes Jones lu cahak what." flipped Jones' body sprawled on the ground, blood still seeping from his wound.

Shafa tore his subordinate's shirt to the circumference, fortunately he wore long pants and socks on the inside of his shirt so that his legs were not immediately visible.

Then he patted the wound on Jones' back with a tear of his shirt so the bleeding could stop,

Johan patted Jones' face to wake him up.

"Jones wake up, Jones.. Jones." shouted Johan in panic.

"Uncle wake up hix." Shafa cried.

In the car was Shafa holding Jones' head in the passenger seat, the girl's hand still stuck to Jones's injured back, Johan himself was sitting on the steering wheel he drove the car directly and took Jones to the hospital.

Robby and the others are still busy taking care of the incident, Jones suddenly got his consciousness, his heart immediately flowered flowers once he knew that his head was on Shafa's lap.

If for Shafa only as a nephew to his uncle is certainly another with Jones, although the wound on the back feels sore and throbbing but the sense is lost for the sake of seeing the beautiful face of his lover who looks very worried.

"Dying on your lap does not become a regret for me gils, seeing a beautiful face and your sincerity takes care of me like this I've been very happy, I've been very happy, what else does God unite us in the bond of marriage is no more beautiful than that" Jones murmured.

His smile seemed a little fluffy, a glance from the steering bench Johan saw the smile until he thought that Jones was only pretending to faint and pura pura sick.

"Damn it. lukcnat friend, you can steal the opportunity yes, jerk." Johan muttered gripping the powerful steering.

"Hemmmm gils, just put Uncle's head on the chair, Shafa moved forward, it's not good to hold the head of a grown man so."

"But papa, Uncle's back must remain in his wound dep lest his blood can come out again like earlier could be dangerous if Uncle runs out of blood."

"Ohhh yeah papa forgot gils."

"It's all right, Uncle Unclenya Shafa in an emergency about what papa, even though it's not Shafa's muhrim."

"Hmmm yes, it's up to the papa girl."

"Listen to bego, the princess of the cave just considers you her uncle ngak more, your baper is really ngak shameless." Johan said in his heart.

Johan peeked back from the rearview whether Jones was still smiling, because of the position of the fall Jones tilted to the front of Shafa can not see how to mimic the face of Jones directly and only the person in front can see it.

Jones who knew Johan was looking at him smiled slanted while mocking the man, Johan's emotions rose and then slowed down the car.

"Mampus you, let you die." Johan murmured.

"Please slow down my father-in-law, soon my future wife will definitely protest, hisss is very sick, the cave is so dizzy again." murmured Jones.

"Papa, kok so slow anyway, Uncle's body vibrates this must be because it withstand the pain pa, let's hurry dong papa." pinta Shafa.

"Vibrating is not because of pain but because of your pleasure attention to him gils, it feels like I want to eat raw lu Jones, raw, raw, if you don't think the cave princess will be afraid of the anger of the cave has kicked you from earlier." Johan said in his heart.

"How come the slower the car is." Shafa protested.

"Yes girl doesn't know why it's so slow." the reason the papa.

"If the car is problematic we just move the car papa, stop the taxi or call Uncle Robby Shafa afraid Uncle Jones runs out of papa's blood, because the blood seeps again."

At first glance Johan looked at Jones, Johan's face turned tense to see the face of his best friend who paled, and Jones himself returned unconscious.

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