Mysterious Women

The footsteps that had just stopped again had to move quickly because the two people behind there continued to chase relentlessly. No, it's not without reason that people there are chasing girl who only wears formal clothes with side bags that have fallen apart because the contents almost came out all because of running around. This is all because of that girl accidentally bumping into a woman and the woman has admitted to losing money. Since the girl was the only one there and collided with the woman, two men chased after her to take responsibility because of for stealing the woman's money.

Every action has a responsibility. That's roughly what is written in the girl's brain.

"Come on. Don't stop," complained the girl with her leg strength starting to decrease from the exhaustion of running. The hat-covered face looked back once in a while and kept on finding two men she didn't know is at not far enough away.

With full strength, the long legs that were wrapped in jeans again ran quickly and turned into the narrow alley. Keep walking without knowing the direction she will go now is a dead-end area and there is no way out.

"Unlucky! Why the dead end, huh?!"

The girl was just about to go back to find a way, but the two men who had been chasing her were already right behind her. Only two meters away and if he is caught, then his history it's over. There is no other way but to fight them.

"Where are you going, girl bastard? Have stolen but don't want to be responsible? What a naughty girl!"

The girl turned around and regretted her actions of because choosing this dead end. She had been caught now, but she didn't pay any heed to the sarcastic remark of one of the men in front of him. She attempted to use one's loaf of her brain to get out of today's bad incident. She was tired of serving them with her feet aching from running so far.

"I told you I didn't steal it, but you guys didn't believe me so I had to run. You guys are bastards!" The girl let out a gripe because she was annoyed with these two stupid men. She kept trying to calm down so that her breathing returned to normal.

One man laughed out loud at the story of the thief girl. "If you are innocent you should face it instead of running."

The girl chuckled sarcastically with useless innuendos. Walking up to the two men with a bold. "You think taking responsibility for other people's mistakes can be that easy? Don't think I didn't know you set me up. Pretending to be after me so that your actions go unnoticed? CK. Truly rotten!"

The two men looked at each other in disbelief at what the girl said. One of them showed a flat face and the other showed a surprised face. "You know that?"

The girl snorted. "Of course. I even saw for myself how your damn hands moved to grab that woman's purse. Oh, damm it!"

"Then? Do you think we'll apologize to you after this? Do not hope!"

A man who previously had a straight face now spoke casually. Get closer to the girl and took forcibly the side bag that gets messier and messier when he takes it. "Just a bum like you doesn't deserve our forgiveness."

The girl was just silent and stared at what the one man beside her was doing. Those eyes occasionally looked at the other man who seems unable to do anything and only saw what his friend was doing. Maybe this man in front of him was a follower? He was behaving differently from the other man. Two disgusting men!

The man took out all the contents of the girl's bag. And it's all just papers filled with handwriting that the man doesn't understand. He firmly believes that this girl is also as impoverished as them but not by doing bad. Gosh … unpredictable.

The man threw the girl's bag on the ground. Feeling no need for anything from there and intending to turn around, his shoulders were grabbed which made him wince and turn around. The girl stared flatly at him with her hands gripping his shoulders. Unlucky!

"You want to leave after messing up my bag? Clean it or I'll break your arm."

The man spat in any direction. He looked back at the girl's hand, then pushed it away roughly. The girl gave a small smile and approached him. The man still had a face when a friend behind him was worried about something.

"You're just a cheap, not special girl. Why should I listen to your word, huh? It sucks."

The girl didn't respond. She threw a punch right at the man's face until his nose and mouth oozed fresh blood. The girl turned her head and saw the boy's friend who was getting scared and took a step back. While the man in front of him was shocked by the blood that fell on his clothes and hands.

"Fuck!"

The girl immediately dodged as soon as the man blow away a punch. She kept dodging and occasionally parried blow after blow that almost hit her body. They continued to compete in skills until in the end the girl got tired and punched him right in the stomach and kicked the man's sensitive part. Moans filled this narrow alley immediately after.

The girl gestured to the boyfriend. Although scared, the other man still approached and tried to remain calm.

"Get my bag and put everything that comes out," She ordered which the man immediately carried out.

She snorted and turned to leave after receiving her bag. Leaving behind two damn men who exhausted her and forgot her purpose. Gosh … Those guys are annoying.

The girl quickly quickened her path. She has to meet someone who already has an appointment with her. She didn't want to disappoint her because of this incident. Moreover, it was very late than the promised time. All because of those two people.

Desha. Yes. Everyone called her by that name. She's just a useless person. Just carrying out someone's orders and then getting paid for the work. Let's just say she is unemployed and rich because she has a job to do at a certain time.

The girl with blonde hair tied back to justify the hat she was wearing. After that, he left leaving two impudent men who made her time run out. She had to get there quickly if she didn't want the money to be lost.

"Unlucky. I have to be faster," the girl mumbled after accidentally looking at the clock of a shop she passed.

Desha started walking quickly. She covered her face with the hat she was wearing and got into a taxi that passed her.