Sultan's son belongs to the CEO
68. Fajira's Condition
On a private jet, Fajira has woken up from her stupor. He stared intently at the people dressed in black around him. Fajira remembered that before he fainted, he was in the back building and suddenly someone closed his mouth until he fainted.
Was I kidnapped? this on a private plane?. Where am I going to take them? who would dare kidnap me?. bathin Fajira
He heard that someone was calling Irfan.
📞"..."
📞"lord Irfan Aerospace. Are you looking for the woman you love the most?"
deg...
Fajira's heart skipped a beat hearing Irfan's name called.
📞"..."
📞"There, he's safe with me"
📞"mas help me maaas!. haphh... hmm.... hmm.." cried Fajira and disconnected because his mouth was in bekap.
📞"Let him go to our boss, or you'll hear your wife is just a name"
tut's....
The man immediately walked towards Fajira's friend. He grabbed the woman's hair violently.
"listen to me dear lady. We won't hurt you if you don't rebel. Understand!," Impact.
Fajira just fell silent while staring at the man sharply. With his hands and feet bound, he attempted to rebel and hoped the bond would be open. But nil, as long as he tried to open the bond, he only get tired and tired from his business. So Fajira chose to be quiet and resigned, hoping that Irfan would soon save him.
Aji, help Mommy son, Mommy is afraid. Hope you can find me. What do I have to do to get away from them?. Bathin Fajira thought as she closed her eyes.
Ah yes GPS, Good thing I always use it. May Aji remember son and be able to track Mother. I hope they don't realize I'm carrying a GPS. Bathin Fajira is a little quieter because it has one way to go home.
Slowly the tears were dripping and rushing down Fajira's cheeks. The plane landed on one of the uninhabited private islands.
Fajira is in a cradle to get off the plane. They took him into a magnificent luxury villa on the island. Fajira tried to rebel but nil, he could not move in the arms of the burly man.
"let go! let go of me motherfucker! put me down!!" cried Fajira.
"SILENCE!!" The man kicked Fajira on the bed and left her.
"hiks. mas help me," Isak Fajira with his hands and feet still tied. Long Fajira cried until unconsciously he was asleep.
Chequek...
A man entered the room and stroked Fajira's head gently. Slowly he opened the coiled bond in Fajira's hands and feet. Gently, he applied an ointment on the skin that looks reddish former ties.
"does this hurt?" he asked Fajira who was still asleep.
"sorry"
He left and went to his room next to Fajira's.
Long enough the woman slept, until the knock on the door managed to make her wake up from a beautiful dream. I wish that what happened today was just a dream.
tok...
"Mrs lunch is ready, Master calls you to go out to the table immediately" said one of the waiters there.
"dick..."
Fajira squirmed and blinked adjusting her eyes to the light. He felt that his hands and feet were free from the bond.
"it turns out this is all real" he said casually.
"was I kidnapped or was this just Irfan's job? Kidnapped even given luxurious facilities" he said annoyed, but soon after he sobbed.
The words were just to make himself feel okay and keep thinking positive. Slowly Fajira rubbed his hands that felt sore, but when touching his skin it felt a little slippery and a little cold.
"salves? did anyone give my hand the ointment just now?" said cringing.
tok...
"mistress, are you awake?, sir is waiting for you at the dinner table"
Fajira walked towards the door and frowned wondering.
ceklek...
Uh open.
"what?" ketus Fajira's.
"master's waiting for the lady at the dinner table"
"please tell your master. I don't want to eat"
BRAAK!!
Fajira threw down the door and locked it from the inside. He went back to bed and sobbed.
"what is this really? I was kidnapped and taken to a remote island and treated like a mistress. Get me, I'm scared"
His brain was thinking of finding a way how he could escape from this luxurious prison. Bending her legs, Fajira drowned her face there. Until the door knocks again.
tok...
"Fajira! don't you want to eat? please open the door" said the gentleman. But Fajira was silent and did not even speak.
tock...
"Fajira! please open the door lest my patience run out"
"i count to three if you don't open this door, I will kill you Fajira" he shouted from the outside.
"one.. two... three!" The man called out to several people to break down the door.
While Fajira pretends to be in the bathroom and turn on the tap water which is quite powerful to muffle the sound that is outside.
Braak!!!
The door opened, they were surprised to see the room was empty. Just as the man was about to walk towards the bathroom, Fajira came out with a towel that she wrapped around her neck while drying her face. With a burning fear, Fajira raised her head boldly.
deg...
His eyes were breaking to see who the man in front of him was right now.
"you-you?" Fajira said with emotion
"hi Ji, do you remember me?" said the man smiled wryly.
"why did you kidnap me?" yell Fajira
"I'm still waiting for an answer from you Fajira. I've been looking for where you are for a long time. But it's all hard to find a woman.
But it turns out there are very big and influential people who protect you. Is this the reason you won't accept me Fajira?. It turns out my view has been wrong, you're no worse than the women out there" the male circus said.
"what do you mean talking like that? If I'm worse than the woman out there, why are you still looking for me? even my brother kidnapped me" cried Fajira.
"how do I love you Fajira, don't you understand that?" the answer is no less high.
"I have a husband, and everyone knows that"
"that's why I'm easily looking for you. Turns out Mr. Irfan wasn't as strong as I thought. He was just a weak man who could not take good care of his family. And you can see the moment Fajira, she's off guard against you"
"don't insult my husband!" fajira asserted with stirring emotions.
"heh your husband deserves to be insulted. A man who is powerful but not good at taking care of his own. This afternoon we're getting married" the man stepped out of Fajira's room slamming the door.
Braak!!
"hey!! you can't impose your will like that! I'm a married woman. Sis! brother!" fajira shouted while trying to open the door.
But unfortunately, the guards had given a buffer to the damaged room door so that Fajira could not go anywhere.
"Mas, get me. God help me."
The beautiful body fell on the floor after finding out who kidnapped him. He didn't expect it to happen like this.
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TO BE CONTINUE