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Farel changed his mind when he saw the face of the person he loved became a victim of his stupidity. He rushes up from his seat and quickly approaches Lura, trying to wake her up. To get out of there immediately.

Farrel intends to escape to take Lura from the place before Mamih Rosa finds out.

He was late because both bodyguards and Mamih Rosa confronted him. When Lura was in the embrace of Farrel.

Farrel was under the supervision of Mamih Rosa, so he could not escape.

“Where are you young man? Intend to escape?” reprimanded Mamih Rosa with her cynical smile when she saw Farrel hurriedly wanting to take Lura.

“If you want to cancel all this, pay your debt right now! 70 also!” Mamih Rosa said as she stared intently at Farrel.

Farrel was surprised by the nominal Mamih Rosa mentioned to him.

“My debt is not that big, yesterday!” Sergey Farrel.

Mamih Rosa smiled cynically. “Heh, you think the flowers are not running? Every day the flowers are running, young man!” Mamih Rosa approached Farrel, he glanced at his bodyguard to seize Lura who was in the embrace of Farrel.

“Don't take him! I promise I'll pay you a debt. Or just a sport bike in front. If less I will install it!” farrel said while rebelling because he tried to defend Rosa, while his body was held by another Mamih Rosa bodyguard.

Farrel can't wiggle. I want to continue rebelling. But the opponent before him was no match for him at the moment.

“Bring that woman! We're leaving now! Give him a little lesson for playing Mamih!” His orders to his bodyguards.

Brugh....

Bruh....

The hard punch in Farrel's stomach and face landed perfectly. He could only grimace in pain at that moment.

Mamih Rosa approached Farrel with a smile of her victory.

“Your debt is paid off, young man!” mamih Rosa said quietly while tapping Farrel's chest using his folding fan.

“Never hurt him! I'll make it up again.” Farrel exclaimed in a stammering voice while holding his aching stomach.

“Hahaha ... Mamih wait for your arrival to make up for it! When you came, maybe he was already the prima donna of the Brothel House and many of Mamih's customers were looking for him. He will not want to come back to you, after that,” Mamih Rosa said in a mocking voice.

One of Mamih Rosa's bodyguards carried Lura ala bridal style waiting for the next order from Mamih Rosa. And the other bodyguard kicked Farrel as he passed leaving him curled up on the floor.

“Bring him to the brothel!” the Mamih Rosa. They also walked out of the restaurant.

Some visitors who saw the incident can only whisper without being able to help because they feel fear.

“Wait, mistress. What items the girl should I bring” asked one of the bodyguards.

“Leave it alone, he doesn't need it all!”

Mamih Rosa left Farrel without pity. The pimp felt he won a lot. It will open a high price for Lura. Beautiful woman with a young age. It's been confirmed that she's still sealed in a virgin. There must be many customers who want to buy her virginity at a good price.

“Argh ... Why is it like this?” Farrell grabbed his own hair. Regretting the actions he took, he had sacrificed the life of Lura whom he loved so much.

Farrel looked at Lura's departure.

He had to tell his parents as soon as possible so that they would redeem Lura who had nothing to do with this matter.

Unwilling to waste time Farrel rushed home. He knew his parents would stop by the house that Farrel used to live in. Looks like they're going to ask for an explanation about the tuition that he didn't pay.

Farrel used the money to buy cocaine. There may be a notice from the campus reprimanding the parents of the students. That's why Bu Prita delayed sending money to Farrel. A pretty big number every month.

No matter how crowded the streets were tonight, Farrel had broken through the streets at such a high speed that some people were shouting at him.

“Woy! Take the motor carefully! Your mom, huh?” shouted a man who almost got stuck by him managed to dodge.

“Sorry, Bang! I'm in a hurry!”

“About dong lu, if you bring a motor. Could die on my way then!”

“It's very polite boy! It's worth bringing the bike is not real, people beler so it looks?” said someone who was with the man who almost got stuck earlier.

Those who were in that place stared in wonder at Farrel.

Somewhere else.

“Quick find the boy, drag him! if the child refuses. Brackets him until the kid we take him to the rehab!” antoni Wijaya said with his cruel voice.

“We can talk about this carefully, Dad! It's also our fault that we put too much pressure on Farrel. The child may be able to respond as an accomplished child but his freedom seems to be confined by the rules you make!” said Bu Prita trying to speak kindly to her Husband.

“I made such a rule for him too, Mom! If not disciplined from now on he will not be a successful and responsible man,” elak Mr. Antoni Wijaya.

There was some debate between the husband and wife. Bu Prita defended his son because what he heard from Lura was true. But not immediately he agreed to Farrel's relationship with Lura even though the girl had told him all the truth.

“I don't care! Now we have to find the boy. Don't let her behavior be smelled by the media! Our efforts all this time will be in vain. Moreover, one of my missions is to eradicate drug abuse that makes the nation's generation become undeveloped. What do they say if Farrel's behavior is smelled and spread before the gubernatorial nomination takes place, ma'am? Think of it!” Mr. Antoni spoke firmly while pointing towards Bu Prita.

Only a heavy sigh was given by Bu Prita. Her husband had a very stubborn attitude.

“Master, excuse me!” said one of the men from Mr. Antoni.

“What's up?”

“Den, Farrel just got home!” he answered while being polite.

Mr. Irawan smiled obliquely hearing it. “The boy came home too!” muttered. “Let him in! Don't tell me I'm looking for him.”

“Ready, Sir!” The men returned to guard outside the house.

Bu Prita and Mr. Irawan deliberately visited his halfway house here. The usual house in Farrel. Rahmadi family, family from Bu Prita has a lot of investment in this big city. It is not wrong if Farrel is from a distinguished family in the village and in this city.

There were footsteps outside the magnificent house. Farrell already knew the whereabouts of his parents. The existence of the men who stood guard in front of the house became proof of it.

“Where have you been all this time? Ungrateful child!” Sarkas Pak Antoni loudly to Farrel who had just set foot in the living room.

Mr. Irawan's voice seemed to echo in the room.

Bi Mimin who was at Bu Prita's side bowed down in fear of hearing it. Because he was the one who told Mr. Antoni and Mr. Prita that Farrel rarely went home to him in recent months.

Even Farrel's condition was conveyed to his employer.

Farrel immediately looked at Bik Mimin, Bik Mimin unintentionally looked up, their gazes met.

“Excuse me, Aunt, Den!” he said while bowed.

Farrel closed his eyes for a moment, could he be frank with his father and mother about Lura. Seeing his father's cruel and hard winger that was very difficult for him to penetrate.

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