
Jihan was silent. The sentence is not effective, the head was scratched. He suddenly patted the back voicing a birthday balloon. Jihan sighed weakly, Nina still silent like a statue.
"Cheese, heu.. Hhh-hhh!"
"Oh..?"
Nina's shoulder trembled and then asked to stop. "Kat..! Kat! He's knocking me.. Hhh-hhh!"
Nu. uut!
Kame.. raa, spot!
"Sanin. sober dong. Don't keep on like this. Sanin finished the storm packed juned saban week.. Hussh! Huss!"
Jihan was so confused that she scratched her head. He paced, anxious, repeating the word..
"Don't.duh, don't-don't.. Dar!"
Jehan patted Nina's shoulder, but there was no reaction. Nina was silent until unconsciously baited. Jihan stared at the friend's eyelashes, instantly sharpening her eyes.
"Haa??"
"Hhhhhhh..!!"
Nina closed her eyes while holding back a laugh, Jihan sighed.
"Khan hasn't," Jihan said as she stomped.
"Geez!"
Nu. uut!
Camera spot. Fashion!
"Sanin. sober dong. Don't keep on like this. Sanin finished the storm packed juned saban week.. Hussh! Huss!"
"Hhh-hh! Ahahaha.. He's pinching again."
"His lo tried. I took ten. Okay?"
"Don't look at it. You can, I don't."
"Ready. Ready it..! Diem yaa."
Nu. uut!
Spot camera.. Fashion!
Jihan played the word with Nina's real name mixed the names of the days. The sentence closed the expelling speech.
".. hush! Hush!"
Jehan kacak waist waiting for response. The girl he saw did not want to move and look, anti-po. Jihan tried to resuscitate him with a pat on the back of the friend, the sound of the balloon was just as nil.
"Hhhh." hela Jihan, seeming to give up.
Blow his ears, brother. Now
Nisa helps from the subconscious.
"Oh yes."
Jihan brought her lips closer to whisper. He did a brief blow there. Jihan retreated backwards, parading again.
"Hhhhhh.."
"Yeah! Yess..!"
Jihan Sumringah saw Nina suffocate just like that, clapping small. "Yumuya.."
"Such a handsome man." muttered Nina, heartbroken.
"That's it. Diharamin. What matters is that we're working, Nin. Diandra said it was nobody's fault. He (Fuck) was told. That's all that matters. God is certain."
"Hhh, it's hard for him."
"It's been talked about."
"What's Judes?"
"Then," Jihan turned around while folding her hands, putting on a face.
"Huu if yes we should gelud."
Nina leaves while challenging Jihan by one. But only two steps, his hand held, Indian fashion. 😁
Slow motion . blah blah blah.. Nina looked at Jihan slowly.
"Where?" ask Jihan. "Come on!"
"When? Now, huh..?!"
Nina asked while slightly advancing and making a loud voice, her nyolot acting came out. Jihan who was holding his hand, did not answer other than stroking his cheek.
"Cell, I will always miss you.." Jihan's plan is romantic. "Love you's.. Baby.."
"Nghh. euu.." as Nina, grimacing.
"Hhh-hh! Cengeng lo ahh," tapped Jihan while releasing Nina's hand. "Jomblo doesn't mean you're on your own."
"Emang deliciously diginiin. hiks! Huhuu.." uu."
"Utu. tututuu. tayangkuh, cini peyuk."
Jihan clutches the friend with spoiled and likes. Nina immediately stopped whining, hugged Jihan back, precisely continuing to grieve. Jihan rubbed Nina's back like you did Romi.
"heikhs! Uhuh. uu-u.."
"Yes, we're by one, Nin. Just be patient."
"Hikk.. " Nina put her head on Jihan's shoulder, as comfortable as the pillow seems, and kept sobbing.
Unbeknownst to Nina, Rei and Marcel as well as the red-tailed creature watched in the air. The three had been listening since earlier, only knew Nina had the ability to stop filming.
"Gue wants to follow, Rei. Behind the scene." - Marcel.
"The simple kids," said Reinita, whose hair was rolled up by a flight attendant, did not wear a crown during this task. "Pnin, we'd better finish your job."
"Weaa. aakh."
The red-tailed T-rex creature immediately nodded. He descended near the grave and scattered the rocks from the sack he had been carrying.
Nina took off a hug while watching Pnin. He was speechless with the appearance of the dino man, Pnin's small hands, his many teeth and forehead horned, but reserved. He just saw the parasas with what it is.
After Nina looked at Reinita and Marcel, then back at the object, T-rex man was already a manly man, as handsome as a beige uniform worn.
In the Library's prison hallway, the senile came out of a circle. Lusid who was passing in the same direction, directly framed slightly forward without being disturbed. As soon as Jhid until he threw the sword he carried into the portal.
Swwrpr! Ray appeared on his wormhole face.
"Thanks Yes. Back to the Boss. Take care of him (Marcel). This is her world too."
"Pleasing.."
Ray turned.
"e-uhh.. Ray's. Wait." Wait."
"..?!" Ray turned around and looked at Jhid.
Jhid thrusts out Jihan's gummer. "More. All take stone. Ntar timeline tangled if not cepet taken. Fear of being a treasure issue."
Jhid treads the basement of a library that is indeed home to librarians, not a real prison. The hallways are very long and winding.
Jhid arrived at the end of the turn of the road which was already rare in his cell room, he touched the signboard near the floor plan, visible from the mini map of the prison location wall which is like the walls of the labyrinth.
Bliz!
Jhid appeared in front of a man who was aiming for a dual hand gun. The scout dress immediately raised two of his hands. Enik was there telling the guard.
"I'm sorry I'm late" said Jhid.
"Yes I'm late," responded Enik, casually leaning back.
The guard of the place, turned his weapon on the finger stick. Two people dressed the same came over. The balloons above them were the same text, signifying a level of defense: 60%
"What's up?"
"Hi everyone, I'm Jhid. It was jeans that put Rey in a coma. But I brought good news. He'll heal, weasel."
"We're missing a job like that, Fat. If the commander recovers, what do we look after?"
"Umm, just in case."
"He means you will be the same Rey, Night," Enik explained simply.
"Oh. Please.." Night allowed her to shift her standing position, moving to the edge.
"Thanks yes."
Jhid walked into the room through the doorless door. A layer of sparkles lit up, setting Jhid's identity on the outside monitor. Seen the three guards toast each other without sound, silent fun aka happy.
"Rey, it's been a long time.."
Guitar quotes flow when the senile looks at the girl lying in front of him, on the floating mattress. The face there was exactly Kisye, young, white again. His outfit was a white shirt coated in an FBI vest. But on the scanner screen, the blood flowing through his veins was flaming, he was a patient Reinita.
The room had many flowers from mourners.
"Hhhhhh.."
Jhid.
The set!
Enik is present under the status screen, leaning against the wall of the ward. Silence to observe the look on the face of the scout.
The door widened, in the hallway people came, waiting with the guard crew. They slowly staked out the alley.
"Have you dyed?" enik asked, his voice slow but like it was next to his listener.
"Udah Nik's. He (Black Soul) turns out to be here."
"What is Rei talking about?"
"Hi, Nik. Hee, haven't you?" ask Asma next to Jhid.
"Umm. yes. Rei told me, meet Rey at the Library follow what Luna did while you were at Pnin's house. That's what he said."
"Well, are you confused about gini?" ask Asma again. "That's protocol. Be read to the Uut for him (Rei). Is Luna nempeleng lo?"
"Damf. No, As. He touched my back there, just picked me up."
"Yes already. Valid. Do you want me to slap again?"
"You're married I want to."
"Aish. pede."
Asthma moves to the side of the mattress. There the council corrected his glasses, then lifted Rey's shoulders. Seen on the back of the patient the unit title is: FOS RONDA.
"Casual, Jhid. Come on."
Jhid immediately put his hand on Rey's back after the bismillah.
Wwhss..
"Eugh.."
"Keep, keep not removing," said Asma, then looked back. "Sir, open the vents."
Gliitt's!
The ceiling of the ward suddenly brightened as Enik looked up. He deliberately did not say considering the many lusids who were present and saw the work of the council directly.
A puff of black smoke evaporated from Rey's body. The sound of the monitoring monitor accompanied the removal process, Rey grimaced but still closed her eyes.
"Eeghh..!"
Shh.. hhhss...!
"Here turns out the rest of Top Qarrat's hands."
"Yes. Not just in the brain" Jhid told Asthma.
Hearing Rey's sigh, Enik sighed. "So soon he'll open his eyes."
"Welcome back is. Our intel is stronger," said Asma no less happy. "How many seconds is Nik?"
"Now," said Enik, quietly while daydreaming.
"Uhukk.."
Fruush!
Rey spouted her got saliva. It immediately evaporated into smoke. Likewise when his hand wipes his chin.
"Rey?" ask Jhid. "Hhhh..! Hhh, hhh.. Lo inget?"
"Bang Jhid's.. Ma'am Aas.."
Smile when the patient glances. "Hi Rey. - hikh.."
Rey hugged Asma in her seat.
Hysterical screams and applause echoed in the hallway. Some of those watching were crying while hugging. Most people glaze over, both men and women, they have indeed been waiting for the moment for a long time.
Jihan settles from the wooden fence to the wall of a cabin, also hiding with Marcel who first arrived at the middle house of the forest.
"You're here, how?"
"Sst..!" desih Marcel pursed his lips.
Marcel peeking spot or right side of the home page. He walked down to the pile of tree trunks and followed Jihan. Marcel picked up a piece of wood.
The location is parallel to the door of the house. A throw hits the cover and sounds pretty loud.
Yep!!
"We will not be far away from the rearview mirror" whispered Marcel. "Rei want to see first, same soloter or not."
"The quiet mountain Beb. There's no Bonin."
"Hhh-hh! Shhh..! Yeah.."
The house from the wooden trunk is still mute. The surroundings were taken care of and seemed to have not been abandoned because an axe stuck in his tray. The torch that Marcel threw was no response from the occupants of the house.
In the cabin.
"Clear. It's not here either" Marcel reported, touching the airdrop on his ear.
"Did he know?" ask Jihan. "Trus ran away because we came."
Jihan look at the furniture. Many crates contain human bones. A stinging smell pierced his nose. Jihan is fanning the air again.
"It's time to comb the city, brother. Rei's at the supermarket. Keep perimeter. Knon's been tailed again."
"Okay, Nin. Copy."
Marcel took Jihan out. Jihan was confused but allowed herself to be taken. Marcel's in a bit of a hurry.
"Beb, what's he saying? They're being held hostage?"
Both returned to firewood storage. Marcel did not answer, he threw his rifle in front of Jihan. Chest up-and-down.
Geek. ipph..!
"Mmh.."
"Ummm.."
Both take off the fondle. Look at Marcel again. "Hhhhhhhhh.."
Jihan was still silent in front of the hermit, looking more seriously, her lips were waiting for her.
Marcel also returned Jihan's gaze.
Jihan grabbed Marcel's shoulder, she overflowed it immediately before the bebep changed his mind, immediately poking Marcel's lips.
Ms. cyiuu.upph..!!
Turns out right, Marcel waited and did not change his mind, holding Jihan's head.
Jihan kisses while putting Marcel's body together.
Geek. ipph.. Kyp.pph..
"Mom!"
As the minutes passed, Jihan and Marcel were already on mattresses at the wood cutting site. They finished off each other's longs, as Jihan lay next to Marcel with her legs raised.
"Fine, Beb.."
Marcel smiled as they stared at each other, stroking Jihan's hair.
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