FRIEND OF THE NATION

EPS 35 PURCHASED BY MISMAN

EPS 35 PURCHASED BY MISMAN

When empty souls go inside. Barking cleaving silent enforce the fur of rome. Swerving under the moonlight at the peak of the full moon. And the fight has begun. Stripping anger and ego of power owners. Then who dares to scoop the face of the moon, bulla there is a sun behind it?

The trail!

The sound of scraping metal and rocks rang out loud as the tip of Misman's katana sword touched the floor surface. Interspersed with sparks arising from the friction, making the atmosphere more tense. Narno was resigned to his fate. He tried to prepare himself for his last breath. Not only because of fear but he's years of self-limitation. He can't win a fight with that airport thug.

“I'm sorry kang.” he sobbed.

In the end he broke himself. Sitting prostrate in front of Misman who was ready to slash his neck. Cold sweat instantly flowed down his body. The moment of death felt so close. And he remembered just how many sins he had committed during his life.

Heyaa…!

Misman raised his samurai sword. There was a flash of light that refracted from the light metal that was exposed to the moonlight. Narno closed his eyes.

Help u!

The scream was very loud. Misman's concentration instantly faltered. His sabetan samurai missed a few centimeters from Narno's head.

Trang!

Misman looked back. The loud scream was not from Narno's mouth, but from Melin's lips. Suddenly the girl got up from her stupor and sat up straight. But his eyes are still closed. Misman looked at her sharply, then leaped quickly, His hand reaching out to Melin's head that fell back. Avoid collisions that can cause injury. And the girl fell asleep again.

‘Hah? still intact. Just this time his samurai sabetage missed, his inner’ was full of relief.

“Go you!” misman's orders. “This time I forgive you!”

Narno immediately used this opportunity to take a thousand steps. In his heart he swore, he would never return to this place again. Will not return to the black world, and seek a brighter way of life.

Misman took off his jacket. Then it was used as a base and put Melin's head on it. He looked at the girl's face deeply. Ah, this girl is still too young, at least around the age of the Junior High, her inner being. The angelic side inside him told him to save this girl. And she hopes her brother fails to get a buyer for the slender-eyed, oriental-faced girl.

“I'll take him home. Kimah must be happy if there is someone who accompanies her in the shop and at home, her inner”.

Geck! Geck! Geck!

I heard the sound of feet outside the house. Misman recognized him, it was the footsteps of Darsim, his own brother. For sure he'll come to pick up Melin and take her to her subscription buyer. Once inside the room, Darsim immediately threw away his cigarette butts are still long. His face looked so angry and upset.

“Huh! The jancuuk! Sontoloyo!” objurgation.

"What's kang?" ask Misman.

“My buyer is going out of town. He can't buy this girl now. Meaning I failed to earn money tonight!”

Misman laughed.

“I let me buy it,” he said. “How much do you need?”

Darsim was stunned at the words of his sister.

“What? You intend to buy this girl?”

Misman nodded his head quickly. He was sure that this girl would give him a lot of luck in his life.

“Yes. Name the nominal, I pay cash.”