Wedding

After the raid by five men and Regina. Now Dion's residence is shrouded in tension. They were sitting in the living room, waiting for Nurdin and the chief who had not yet arrived.

The living room is indeed designed to be spacious, there is a forty-inch television in front of them. A bookshelf is located in the corner of the room. A long sofa that can sit ten adults. Not to mention the knick-knacks that are laid out beautifully to create a feeling of comfort for the people who are there.

But none of that applies to Purnawan's ex-girlfriend. Savira sat unsteadily, many times she changed her body position. Cold sweat began to flood all over the woman's body. She panicked and did not know what to do. She wanted to run away but her every move was always monitored by the Rudi and residents.

"O God, how can I escape?"

"Sit tight, honey." Dion got up from the sofa and stepped closer to Savira.

The woman could only remain silent with sharp eyes like a hungry lion. Seeing Savira's anger made