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Capitolo 37: Niespodziewany Atak

•5uona Letture•

"Esspreso is no opponent" Michael sipped his coffee. For a moment he enjoyed it and then drank it again.

"Yes, you're right" Bean put the cup back. His eyes looked around at the people walking in the hot sun, the Italian weather was hot today.

"What do you see?" asked William, his eyes also saw an object that Bean was looking at.

"Nothing" he returned to sipping esspreso.

"Gosh I guess what" Michael looked back. He pulled his phone out of his pocket. While turning on the screen, she was struck by a message from Aunt May.

Signore, today signora Cilla watered the plant this morning, the message read.

Michael nodded he replied.

All right keep a close eye on what he's doing, Michael replied.

Bean looked at the look on his friend's face seriously, with curiosity he asked. "Who are you chatting to?" tanya Bean sipped the esspreso again.

"Nothing" without staring at Bean, Michael's eyes were glued to his phone with nimble fingers typing something.

"What's j*langmu?" ask Bean to guess.

"Not" he answered briefly impressed.

"Alright" Bean also pulled out his phone too, tonight he wanted a woman to invite to bed, but somehow he felt bored, instead he began to get Michael's disease who wanted a plain girl. Bean felt bored for a long time. He wanted to ask about a girl, but was embarrassed to ask Michael. Because he always mocked his friend's girl. Finally Bean just chose to explore on google.

The silence that struck between the two of them who were busy surfing with the world of mobile phones. Michael kept typing messages to Zia's aunt and Harrison the butler in Poland. He's going back to Poland now. Before returning to Poland, Michael will ask one of the best architects in the country of Italy to build his luxury house later in Indonesia. After his marriage to Cilla, he will live in Indonesia forever with his wife.

"Bean we're back" Michael put money on the table. And invited Bean back, but Bean was still silent with a serious look. Because Michael was curious about what his friend saw, he also chose to read.

"Hahaha, my gosh, this is you" Michael laughed at what was in front of his eyes. Bean was surprised to hear Michael laughing. Immediately he turned off his phone and stared intently at Michael.

"Basic."

"I don't think you like a plain girl either, well I'll look for her" Michael showed his smile.

"No need" Bean said, holding back his annoyance and leaving the cafe table without inviting Michael.

"Hahaha, I'll pay for you" put down two pieces of money then followed Bean.

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Cilla was confused between wearing it or not. Those two choices were very difficult for him. Even his soap doesn't know where. There's only soap in this bathroom and the rest of it's Michael's. Cilla felt strange to hear it, in fact he did not really understand, but since reading the vulgar writing Cilla was reluctant to wear it.

Because of the confused feeling. Cilla chose to wear it. Not forgetting to read how it is used. After reading it, his cheeks flushed.

"Ahh wear it" Cilla took the firming soap and poured it on her palm. His hand rubbed directly into the area all over his body, not forgetting the sensitive part was also covered with soap. A little massage makes Cilla bright and remember the touch of Michael who was so shrewd. I don't know why he misses Michael so much together with himself.

Cilla gently rubbed the sensitive part, and accidentally one finger began to enter the burrow. His movements just push and then come out again.

"Uhh...Miki...uhh..more..uhh...in...again.." racau Cilla imagined Michael's imagination was with him.

Her hands continued to shake and Cilla began to approach ******, it felt very restrained to want to be removed, but because it could not stand it anymore, Cilla accelerated her finger movements.

"Oh.ahh...Miki..ahh..ahh" he screamed as his orgasms gushed out. Cilla felt limp after doing that, but it felt really good and wanted that pleasure back. His consciousness was overpowered by passion.

DUKES...

"Aw" Cilla complained of pain, his head was shaped by the bathroom wall. This is the result of thinking too much about the strange thing.

Because she did not want to linger in the bathroom, Cilla immediately washed her entire body with warm water.

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"Auntie" said Cilla who had just taken a shower.

Aunt May turned to the source of the voice, seeing a little girl coming down the stairs wearing her nightgown with a funny cat.

"Signora, do you want to eat?" bargain aunt May prepared two bowls of soup at the dinner table.

Cilla nodded. "Auntie's eating?" ask Cilla who in a sense offers.

"It is" Aunt May replied with a smile.

"Alright, Cilla eat first, have a good meal" Cilla approached the dining table. A bowl of warm soup billowed along with the smoke.

DORS...DORS...DUARS...

NIT...NIT...NIT...NIT...NIT...

DORS...DORS...DORS...

Cilla immediately moved from the dining table.The sound of gunfire so loud shocked someone inside the mansion whose direction came from outside. Cilla takes refuge in the kitchen with Aunt May.

"Cilla, Cilla, come here, come with aunt through this tunnel" Aunt May opened a secret door that was always used when people attacked.

Cilla nodded, she was so frightened to hear that she obeyed Aunt May's order to go in there. After she entered, Aunt May entered and closed the door again.

While out there Harrison continues to keep together the mafioso resist the attack of unknown enemies at all.

DORS...DORS...DORS...DORS...

Harrison distracts the enemy while provoking gunfire at them, so their attention goes to one Harrison. And mafioso attacked them from behind.

But that way didn't work. They rotate direction so that the back door in the bobble runs out. Harrison hinted some of the outside part went inside with him. They nodded and went in there. Those outside reported the current incident.

DORS...DORS...DORS...

"You go in and bomb the back lane, protect signora Cilla and Aunt May!" harrison took decisive action. They all nodded in understanding. Harrison's moving into the living room.

"Their shit has arrived."

DORS...DORS...DORS...DORS...DORS...DORS...

"Granat!" shouted Harrison.

"Feel this stupid" said one mafioso throwing a grenade at the enemy.

DUARS...

"Maj-****" Harrison went back into hiding to get a shot from the enemy.

"Harris what are we doing now?" falsely asked mafioso who was ducking protect himself from the blasts of bullets flying.

Harrison seemed to think, if he had sent mafioso forward it was very unlikely, but if he turned back the attack to the back door, it might have worked.

"Send some people to the back door lane, you and I will help save signora Cilla and Aunt May, report quickly!"

The mafioso nodded. He contacted the other mafioso who was standing guard outside.

"Ciao, send some troops to the back door!"

DUARS...

DORS...DORS...DORS...DORS...DORS...

DORS...

"Aragh!" yelling Harrison in pain, one bullet managed to shoot him in the arm.

"Harris!"

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"Fu*k" said Michael after getting a report from Poland. His mansion was attacked by an unknown number of mafiosos.

"You why?" ask Bean. Currently they are on their way to Poland, Michael was booked one of the best architects in Italy and sent some mafioso to oversee the development of his dream mansion in Indonesia.

"We were attacked" Michael said frustratedly, his clenched hand holding back emotions. Michael did not think. For a moment he inhaled a breath, if he was emotional then all the problems could not be solved easily.

"Calm Michael, we can do it" Bean said, calming his friend.

Michael looked. "How can I calm down, while there my future wife is in danger."

Bean knew what his friend was going through right now. Bean rubbed his friend's shoulder so that the panic was a little calm. Michael just kept quiet, his mind started going everywhere. But there's one way to destroy them. They asked the Polish Mafia for help.

Michael agreed on his brilliant mind. Michael contacts a member of the Polish mafia for help and he will give a big reward.

"Bean calls a member of the Polish mafia" Michael thrusts his phone at Bean

Bean immediately accepted, he pressed the number he would call.

Hang on, Cilla, I'll be here soon.

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