Trapped Bed Reply Revenge Mr. Lewis
Chapter 01 ~ Start

"Don't give me pocket money, brother. There was already a stock that his sister made" Diya gently refused the allowance that his sister gave him. Nesha smiled proudly at the words of her beloved sister.

"That shabby woman is your sister, Diya?" ask a male student whose appearance is very deviated from the school rules. Diya immediately hid behind Nesha's body, frightened when the male student stroked her hair.

"Don't touch my sister!" snapped Nesha brushed aside the rough hands of the sassy man before her. At one glance, Nesha was able to judge that the male student was not a good man, and from the look on her frightened sister's face, Nesha knew something was wrong.

"I can't just touch it. But, also being able to feel it," the male student smiled miserably, then passed away.

"Damn it! Comehere!"

"Don't, brother," intercept Diya.

"You defended him?"

"It's not so, brother. Only, Preston was not just any man, his older brother and grandmother were the owners of this school," the sixteen-year-old beautiful woman lowered her face.

"What has he done to you, Diya?" Nesha immediately interrogated.

Hearing the brother's question, Diya again raised her gaze while shaking in fear. Nesha hugged her sister tightly.

"Don't hide anything from big brother, tell anyone who dares to bully you. No matter he is the prince of the kingdom even once, promise to always be open," Nesha said as she patted Diya's shoulder gently.

"Good, brother."

"Yes, now come in, the hours of study will begin soon, you must not be late" he continued

Diya walked into the main gate of the elite school, waving his hand to the elder brother. Nesha replied with a happy smile. After the sister was no longer visible in her eyes, Nesha felt her chest tight. "May all be well."

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"Diya, brother's home!" nesha exclaimed as she opened the door of the house excitedly. Nesha furrowed her eyebrows when she did not get a speech from her sister. In a hurry Nesha entered the house relics of his parents while continuing to call Diya, who usually always welcome his return.

"Where are you, honey?" Nesha checked every room, room, toilet, kitchen, but never found her sister. Though the clock has shown at eighteen, Diya should have gone home from school 3 hours ago.

"I can't just touch it. But, it could also feel it." the man's words suddenly flashed in Nesha's mind. Realizing that something was wrong, Nesha immediately ran out of the house, towards the school which was about a kilometer away from her house.

Running as hard as he could, Nesha only took six minutes to arrive at the school whose gate was already closed. Nesha again ran towards the guard post beside the gate.

"Sir!" calling Nesha surprised the two guards who stood guard at the elite school.

"My brother, sir. Diya, where is he?" nesha asked with cold sweat all over her face.

"Which one is it, miss? There are many names of Diya in this school. And all the students came home three hours ago. We don't know where Little Sister Miss mentioned," the security guard replied in confusion.

"I'm pretty sure my sister's still in school. So, please open the gate for a moment, I want to check and confirm, sir. I beg you, I fear that something will happen to my sister" Nesha dropped her body, knelt down and pleaded with tears. When it comes to the safety of his sister, then even self-esteem, no longer has any meaning.

The two pitying guards opened the school gates and they also helped look for Diya's whereabouts.

"Miss don't spoil, we have the key," intercept the security guard when Nesha is ready to break the door. Hearing that, Nesha also allowed the security guard to open the classroom door which became the place where the sister studied all this time.

When the door opened, Nesha went straight in. However, Nesha and the security guard did not find the whereabouts of the sister he was looking for.

"Before we had gone around to turn off the lights, but as Miss saw, there was no one in this room" the security guard explained. Nesha was silent for a few seconds, after which she again ran towards the library. Nesha believes Diya is locked in there, because indeed the sister is very fond of reading.

Geck, tok, tok!

"Diya! Are you inside, baby?" nesha shouted as she continued pounding on the door tightly.

"Sir, quickly open the door, my sister is inside!" insist Nesha on the security guard who still chooses which key to open the library door.

"Sir, please hurry," Nesha continued to cry as bad premonitions continued to haunt her from earlier. After the library door was successfully opened by the security guard, Nesha immediately ran into the dark room, her eyes suddenly sharply checking on each side.

"Aargha!"

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Diya