I was glad to hear her, she was crying, her hair cut and splattered on the floor. As I walked slowly towards him who was thrashing asked my vassal to untie the noose in his hair. I believe he doesn't know where I am.
He was still thrashing around there, begging to be spared when in the end his head was banged on the door by my henchman. Not to cry out and ask for help.
Understandably outside there was the sound of footsteps, I could see the silhouette of Mahendra came looking for his wife then went missing. While the owner of the body scent that I wanted, boldly made a call.
I hate to hear him whine and call my Hadyan Hendra.
My hate is rising,.....
My hatred grew even higher, when he bravely pulled out his bag and hit my stupid-looking partner in the face.
I'm still watching the scene of two guys wrestling.
