Hammersmith Servants

Karl Smevendimen

Cecil knows he must be careful. Everyone is suspicious of each other now. They all don't trust each other. Since the pre-condition of September failed, the total collapse of even the perpetrators were carried out somewhere, stay names or carcasses or stack each other exactly rotten fish. Cecil almost vomited. Anti-coup graffiti, manicaboo scribbles until the hammer and sickle are burned by fire and banners reject Lenin, Marxism, Angels, Trotsky, Stalin.

The woman walked through empty buildings, her steps stopped where a group of students appeared to line each other and then disappeared into the field of the people's department. They do not know, the power they are fighting against, will harm their great-grandchildren even until my time. He said he bit the handlebars. Tied it to his arm.

Cecil pretended to be disguised as one of them. She followed the entourage, singing yells, shouting freedom as humanity, though in her heart they had to protect now none other than the president himself. Cecil continues the disguise. The woman immediately came to attention. Some watch him. Some stared at the astonishment. Some realized Cecil was the only white woman. “What do you guys see? I am not Dutch! I'm over the Mesapotamian. There is no business with blood and blood. Now we go up to the podium if need be.”

The woman ventured to point the finger, light her eyes, declare that the riot never won the victory, the riot only bile the bitterness in other times. You do not want to free the country from the shackles of the revolution and the shards of western imperialism?

Now is not the time for coupe de etat, the decision of the country has to be the decision of the next day, if you oppose the communists, not about their knowledge, about their people. No civilization harms its people. On the contrary, a sick civilization actually loses its knowledge. They no longer have principles.

Life is not philosophy now. Take the Buddha for example, the great Buddha is as high as the one person of Shiva, one means the same as Jina and Shiva has the same position, they are one without contradiction. So was the time of Prapanca, the poet who united the attributes of Shiva and Buddha. Nagarakartagama: let go of compromises and precipitate the frozen or the opposition itself. The chaos of revolution is nothing but the loss of unity over all the compromises of harini.

You yourself must unite instead of separate the more opposites. Remember the first Christians? The Netherlands, the country that once ate up the bones of our civilization, the Netherlands had defeated the defeat of Boniface, the source of their belief until today. They're mistaken for the eighth century. They are a symptom of the era, a symptom of civilization that eats its humans to perish at the beginning of development.

Do not confuse yourself with the oldest, the predators, the murderers and the usurpers. You can read, why burn a book? Finish the book until it is destroyed. What's wrong with those books? Whaaat! You are the savage witnesses of this age. You have witnessed the eleven-year revolution yourself. You see the politics of sheep. Black Santa, Bloody September, all of you open your eyes and open your ears, the ruler is none other than the sacrifice of his own people.

You guys should protect the leader not destroy things, you're needed now, back. Back to school! Back back! Humanity is worthy of humanization. Mind as ability, mind as a control of univers to be power to the people.

Cecil went off stage to cheers. The groups spread out one by one. There are a few young people left. They approached Cecil to invite acquaintances. “What's your name?”

“Santo and my sister Eve.”

“May I know where you guys live?”

They were happy to lead Cecil to a house. That afternoon, many educated young people gathered in the gallery. The saint invited Cecil to sit in the pantile seat. Eve introduces her new best friend. People praised Cecil's courage in his oratory. But different things with women are sitting facing the typewriter. “Get the young girl here!”

Cecil came with Saint and Eve. They told me to disappear for a while.

“You have business? We do not accept new students. We do have our own initiative.”

“You? Letty?”

Letty took off her sunglasses.

Cecil was stunned by the shape of the woman's face. Heart's beating. His heart felt another lunacy. The touch of a man's heart was greatly missed. A mother's touch.

“What is your business? Say now.”

“You? Don't you know Elissa?”

“What are you looking for that woman?” Letty was still busy typing nimble at her desk.

“Listen.” Cecil ventured to sit at the table. “We have business. The woman was my sister, I already agreed she was my mother, and I'm sure very sure, that woman really loves me.”

“I can't be disturbed. Maybe we can see you again in a month.” Letty stood transporting clean lacquer documents.

“Do you have a husband and children?”

Letty stopped hearing that question. “If I answer yes, do you want to go?”

Cecil plays his fingers. Face's wet. His face was dripping with sweat. “I know you have a hard time believing this. I know it's impossible for you to believe. I'm your son. Cecilia Smevendimen Dvorak.”

Letty blared her chest hearing that. The woman tried to calm down. Letty held Cecil's shoulder. “See me, see sweet?”

Cecil raised his face. His eyes were as bad as an immune bait.

“I wish you could meet your mother.”

Letty held up her school bag.

Cecil yelled at the door. “I'm your son. I know you're Elissah, Elissah Dvorak. You lied to your own son! You're an irresponsible mother!”

All of them threw eyes of astonishment at each other. Letty's not going. The woman came to Cecil. Letty rubbed her cheek as a result of crying. “No mother hates her child. You'll know why your mother can't come back.”

Letty fled then stopped below the bus stop plank. Wear his sunglasses. Letty jump back up to kopaja.

Cecil roared with Santo and Eve to prevent the woman.

“Finely, you stay with us.”

Eve gave them the address of their village. “There we stay.”

“Sunter Agung Jakarta?”

The two nodded when Cecil met Amanda.

“It's hard to convince people of the past. Even if that person is your mother once.”

“At least he's not arrogant to me!” Cecil continued crying.

“Not so, not so.” Amanda's holding the air. “Perhaps, Letty is not actually a name, who would have thought? Elissa already knows you're her son. Maybe he'll kiss and pet you later. You're born in two years. That means your mom doesn't know you.”

“You've always been nice to me. I've been mean to you. I'm sorry.”

“Tomorrow we come to that address. You can't cry. Marry will be entertained to see you like this.”

No they know. An invitation to Bogor. Amanda wasn't playing by surprise. He boughtak saw the Risjwijk stamp. That's a sign something important we can dig. Said Cecil welcoming a hug touched by his air.

They first prepared cabaret shoes. Bending socks with lena and lornyet uniforms. Sunglasses. Do not leave a fake card. Amanda stopped the bus. Cecil decided before a visit to Bogor palace. The woman plans to go to Eve's house. They take a lot of time, not a little. Jakarta is so different. Many trees still surround the building. Many traders are not afraid of being angry. Many hair shafters under banyan. Becak, andong, bendi and bajaj milling.

Cecil stunned the view of Jakarta during the president of the revolution. Amanda enjoyed the colonial days. The woman whistled and filled TTS. Reading the newspaper is not covered. Several times he spoke at length with Cecil. They are the center of attention because their clothes are the most different. Both wear Marseille knitted sweaters. Clothes with fashionable Wlady-Woodstok. They all thought Amanda and Cecil were European royals.

Both of them reached Eve's yard.

It just so happened that day was the week one day before Bogor's invitation. Eve welcomed both. They talk a lot. Peranakan Talaud women give paints and nastar. Cecil told his mother a very nice person. It was impossible if he forgot his daughter that way. Eve had great sympathy hearing that. Amanda stated, they will come to Bogor on Monday.

Eve told me it was not impossible that her mother would be there. Cecil's mother means. Cecil glittered his eyes hearing that. Amanda's happy to help her air. You stay here one night, Eve said. Leave it to teach in kindergarten. Cecil just found out she's a teacher. What's his mother's relationship with Eve? What saint?

They ate family dinner tonight. Saint buy satay fifty pricks. Eve cooks fried rice. Cecil helps prepare charcoal and frying pan. Amanda put herself to bed in the room. Amanda read romance novels to humanists by Brecht, Sarte, Camus to Melati van Java, Barellino, Hendriksen De Bass and Don Ramon. The woman got up to eat food.

They offer Holy prayer. The four ate nasih alone. Their satisfaction paid off with a bubble of ketchup, laughter from each other, joking and hymns filling each other, this is how the family, this is how extraordinary pleasure impossible modern man craves.

Those days of happiness and glory spread his heart. Everything was amazing for him. It was amazing because she was sure her mother would accept it. Cecil repeatedly stared at his mother's portrait. Elissa has a charming stature. And that must be young teacher and activist Letty. Amanda pulled her hair. Wearing a long shirt. Sweater to be exact. Cecil followed for example. Amanda snarling. Cecil promises to help Phantom survive.

Eve greeted them in amazement.

I'm sorry I couldn't stand with you. I hope your mother accepts you. Cecil held the noble hearted woman. Something feels strange. Cecil stared at the matabele Eve was no stranger to him. His mouth was never lipstick. Reminds of the figure. Ah; it's impossible. He was sure his mother was not a mature skin. She was sure her mother was a white Jew. The saint had already left. Cecil tied his waist with a feminine belt. Amanda kissed a two-year-old baby's forehead she said Eve's niece. His face kept smiling. His name is Debby Orah.

Cecil did not forget his fading Puspita had to be renamed almost three times. But he chose not to care.

They glide over the andong. Arriving to Risjwijk field. The crowd was already fully engulfed in the field. A few cars and then. Some of the palace guests were already sitting in their respective places. The president has welcomed the invitation. Including Cecil. Cecil. Body shivers. His mouth was unable to speak. “So? Sudari Cecilia Liza's? Lekkers, lekkers. No matter you're a native woman. Rupane londo!” his whispers are friendly laughter. Cecil bent. Stand yourself in the audience line.

All the attendees were unfamiliar. Except for a handful, except Indriati, Cindy Adams, Henk Nangung, Ali Sadikin, Subandrio, Achadi, Chaerul Saleh and many unknown to him.

One by one, we have come forward to talk about the harini issue. The president himself wears minus glasses. Read a temporary speech. His eyes were repeatedly agitated. Huffing tears should not be. In the future, maybe there will be a change of rules, therefore I myself agree to whatever the council will propose later. Cecil knows where to go. Amanda was busy chatting with Indriati.

Everybody move forward. Now Cecil's his turn. The president pointed to Cecil standing beside him. Now, we give a pat for Miss. Cecilia Liza's. Cecil spoke enough. Moreover, the great teacher for his entire life sat staring at him. His knees were limp but he kept talking. It is like this:

Many do not know books. Source book of civilization. Science should not be destroyed. There were many libraries destroyed that month. There's a lot of library stolen.

Are books really the scapegoat?

They never read better. Those who read will be much better off. The world needs only one human. One man to change the country is already in tatters. No one's fault. All just because of circumstances. Pressuring conditions for riots, storms, chaos and destruction of his people. Not the wrong leader. Nothing is better than tomorrow. All humans need the wheels of civilization to spin and advance the world into a new unity. Change is needed. Change does not require sheepfighting, rust en order and ancient politics have to stay singing yesterday.

Tomorrow and the day after tomorrow are just the breath of humanity. As well as the breath of the household, he is the life-giving and balancing family, like this country too, if all is rich in abundance, let alone all we know is simply the most beautiful nature in the world. Make everything to be equal. There are no former teachers or former kings. They all deserve to be humanized.

Once again Cecil got a good reception. The president stood up to greet Cecil. Flowering pollen. Journalists photograph them. Amanda shone her air. Indriati expressed pride. Invite them to a buffet meal. The president himself began to serve many invitations. Cindy spoke up there. After returning from there Cecil admitted he could not talk. Unlike in his shadow, the president is friendly but due to his gigs, Cecil has no courage to welcome his hospitality. Amanda herself flattered the leader. He knew a lot of people would press. Said whispering.

Cecil came down from andong. Eve had already welcomed their sumringah. Cecilia said she was already widely known to the capital even her voice entered the air broadcast. Amanda was happy with that. Eve's going home early. Cecil is moody because his mother didn't show up. His mother intentionally avoided him. Eve felt sorry for. The woman reconciled Cecil with acoustic piano playing. Cecil entertained. She sang songs by Santa Maria, La Traviata and Rigoletto Verdi.

The big days of her life were her mother gone? Cecil never thought his mother would be so mean to him. The big days should be his mother's life. Precisely the most loved man, precisely the coveted man does not even admit it.

Who me? Who's my real mother? Cecil shed tears on his cheeks.

Eve slurped her cheek.

***

Norah scrunched his forehead. Is it a business of conscience? The mind is hard to believe.

Hanszhen himself had worked with J. P. Morgan for the Olympic ship project, until they were enemies because Morgan only needed his interests, they broke contact and contract in March 1912. Some days Titanic sank to the bottom of Antarctica. Hanszhen had more sporting interests, gymnastics and female fitness, his donations having been ruined by the ship of none other than the gym owned by Titanic. Though he may know: the ship is not the truth. If it really is impossible it will be shipwrecked into a carcass. Morgan is most responsible for all of that. He said he once spoke to a colleague.

Norah felt increasingly challenged to get to know more about the Dvorak family. The family was impossible to find in the mousoleum or Tropen, they had already removed the legs of their ancestors, the footsteps were deliberately broken. Not much to know them. Until where the relics of Hanszhen have returned at auction in the form of expensive paintings, silk clothing middle ages until the dress was once worn by descendants of Queen Victoria. Hanszhen was buried on July 1, 1940 in St. Louisiana behind 20th century housing. Now the place has been abandoned for humanization.

His son Henry Dvorak inherited his father's bank, his son was so diligent with ink-ink cooperation to corporations Asia to Europe. At first he had trouble reaching other countries let alone a new war was finished. His smoke was still a beautiful song to him. Yes, for him his true justice is only money, money, money and money, without which man is impossible to have a home for his mistress. Norah hesitated to read it. But also continued:

Henry is famous for his clove business, the man imported palm oil to special oil to make cigarettes Zanzibar content. His efforts were almost nothing in vain. His efforts are hardly scattered just like that in the midst of the turmoil of other countries. A Vietnam War; America was known to conspire with bankers to quell riots in Asia. Henry's involved! Involved at the age of almost fifty years. The man was a female lover, often even bringing a mistress into the mannor to sleep with. Very different from his father's attitude. Hanszhen was obediently not picing against a single sweet creature or powerful man calling it heaven, woman. The woman in Henry's view is a free gift, easy to get and easy to camp.

While Shelly's. Women first married Henry. He had been divorced for a long time because he never agreed to Henry dirty business. Henry can be said to be an entrepreneur who likes to take a chance in the narrowness of other countries. He had contact with the world's families; that African foodstuffs were indeed hindered from making America a lot of restitution, the more miserable people in Africa, the more money they got. America has strong diplomatic relations with Asian and African countries. They used the opportunity to narrow democracy with charity until 1985. Everything is still confusing, Norah does not believe it just like that, there are no false notes on the events. Moreover, the French leadership had the intention of nationalizing the banks of their country, Dvorak was hit and their accomplices, the crown of their heads was hit. Frankfurt Germany.

“We will not let that nationalization kill the corporation sooner or later, as much as possible we have to move fast. Sooner or later they are in control of finance, we can see the state of the world now; much of the liberalist propaganda is even crazier than it used to be. The first war was nothing compared to Harini. The most responsible generation of Harini is not parents, but young people, we can use cigars to touch their breath for cobars and charred. Use condominium propaganda, they will lose a lot of their family, pregnancy can be inhibited but self-esteem is not, keep them busy with jokes**** and security ****. We use ways that have long been redeemed with guarantees, inhibit African materials to never be enough and end hunger, already America intervenes we pull and hold their hands to return capital.”

That idea roused the owner of capital to be more vicious than ever. Including Henry himself. Norah put together the weathered papers, maybe someone tried to destroy the contents of the agreement.

Henry was no different from Baron Smevendimen, they had an almost equal attitude; the power of both was unforgiving. The manifesto of the two was as sharp as an unforgiving sword eye. Their people were caught in riots and riots until a country met its breaking point. The revolution and its blood, the redemption of both for the enjoyment of the earth and its content. Shelly did not know her grandfather, he was probably abandoned into the orphan, until people came to care for him. Shelly is still purely Jewish. The woman doesn't know. His grandfather is not dead. He probably doesn't know that either. They themselves have a lot of shares into fast food, aviation facilities and the publication of newspapers and magazines, even beauty prodak, clothing to soda drinks.

Shelly had joined into a caste group, only because of the only woman, Shelly often enemies even her canine teeth broke hit so hard, so hard, perhaps his traits are getting more savagely unforgiving because of that. Moreover, the woman knows power, meaning everything she can easily control and fulfill; absolute vengeance by her power and conditions.

Norah doesn't know what kind of barbarians they are. He bristles not because he was once vile, but ordinary people, people with marketing intelligence, one day sitting and going home from his office, can drop blood everywhere even if only a drop of pen. Bail! The brilliant guarantee of modern criminals is none other than the owner of capital. Criminals are not rulers, again are not, criminals are owners of investments and dolf bompjes.

The results of the ink pull itself stated; the Dvorak family had a lot of money saved, they only used a quarter of the one case that wander marajalela in a distressed country, then the eruption and blood, riots and casualties, he said, they've been the index-pointer movement to break the profit continuously. It does not stop it keeps repeating.

Baron allegedly had a secret copy, shooting Sarajevo until the longest the Omirito spill, the McKinley avalanche in the American parliament. No other fruit cursive all this time.

Next Hanry urged Truman to approve Israel. The next war they worked the hardest to break Europe was getting messy.

Norah was not lost in astonishment. How can the family be like not full-fledged so many derivatives? They have shares everywhere. Isn't that enough? In fact it is not. With only monthly corporate results the food and clothing boutiques dissatisfied them. Even if it is not up to five percent. Henry himself would have been impossible to pay off his chetau if it hadn't dirty his hands. Ten years only their cooperation company can earn five hundred million dollars throughout the 70s yesterday. Norah was curious about the financial report. His eyes penetrated the values already almost extinct with bad typing. The number is not estimated, 70.5 trillion. That's a hundred years since the African Boer war to the harini. That meant the Dvorak family had never lacked in its entire life. They are only consumed by greed and power. Generally, a magnifying assembly if it has been ignored throughout the world. They just want to annex it.

Norah was curious about the current state of the family, it was unclear who the descendants of Elijah, Gerardina and Hannah were, of course, they had a dozen or even dozens of offspring. Henry must be as bad as Hannah. The ancestors are no less greedy. Henry now had ten children. Five women and three men. Both are women again. Again female; inward Norah.

Who are they harini?

Norah collected empirical results for a month. He secretly studied the House of Dvorak without a single person knowing, without anyone knowing Norah the difficulties caused by the newspapers never telling them. The three men now own independent corporations, London, Brisbanne, Charleston, South Carolina, Detroit and s'Hertogenbosh, all engaged in unilever, environmental campaigning, education and space transmission donations. Unless one woman chooses textiles, both develop fossils into oil, all five spread out somewhere. The rest are now British ministers, the rest are cashing in on leading journalism and hypertension for food and exercise.

Norah's hard to track. Certainly due to their names are difficult to remember: Edgar Ophuijzen Dvorak, Herbert Nathaniel Dvorak, Jonathan Smevendimen Dvorak, Gina Haubertus Nathaniel Dvorak, Sishy Hofmann Smevendimen, Hannah De La Causseaux Smevendimen, Liszhbeth Causseaux Smevendimen, Smevendimen, Meyszha Hartmann Smevendimen, Tsarverich Szmann Dvorak, Lilian Glaudine Causseaux Dvorak dstr ....

It was impossible to spell it until it was completely memorized. Norah was unable to penetrate any further and deeply. Almost all were untouched by newspapers. Although average morale is high for business and money. Perhaps his father had already limited the walls of fame and protected evil with their humanity.

Strange, Shelly just doesn't exist. Where's that piggyback? Cecil does not exist. Norah still gripped the pen. His index finger was chasing the round of the world that the family was playing. Norah stopped her search. The woman gaping with the turnover of all Henry's children, they can get relations so easily, all earned ten billion fifteen years. If a dozen years of their treasures managed to accumulate, it was not impossible that a hundred trillion could they hold 2000 later.

Where did Henry keep the giant money? Either Norah got the source from where. As much as investors believe Switzerland is safe to keep their property. The family also kept their dollars there. They were only one percent plucking that endless wealth. The count is not yet proportional to the actual value.

Norah leaves the Dvorak family. The family had completely escaped from the world but they had completely ruined the economy to the brink. The next document, the roles of the family for charities, those groups of fraudsters, just charity only cover the decay of capital and its contents. Norah knows Cecil includes one. Evidence suggests Cecil has the power to return to his extended family. He himself did not want that. The Dvorak family is not a happy family. They are too perfectionist. See the reality of money and the actions of money, money and money. The family had no affection, they got married just to continue the business. He said one time in private letters. Norah again wondered who the oldest group of Dvorak, the woman would not want to check the civilians.

Since Columbus' voyage to discover the Americas, the family had migrated to Spain, first opening a bakery, then filling the celebration, pampering, harvesting the fields and fulfilling the invitation of the queen king. Not the hands of women, just men.

Mayer Karl Reijnst Dvorak. The man was often called to the palace for pleasantries, once offered to be a special reliable chef of bread, butter, jam but was rejected. One day Charles had ideas to raise his shop's bread, he came to the kings, at first only cooking in a jest or invitation. He got a new opportunity, his whole life just knew the investment, then the savings of his sweet cake, he put it into a company of his best friend.

Karl was then trusted as a cashier, administrator of community service hypertension, author of food advertising and with his efforts he was successful in the next fifteen years. His bakery opened with a golden umbrella emblem, the epitome of high self-esteem from the East, his bread trade was a great success with the increase of his money office due to one small thing. He is the most reliable human being. I don't know the time to keep working. His wife Eve Rossanna Kowski is proud to have a husband like him. They don't stop there. Dvorak's bread meal landed on any continent. Even Malabar, Sri Lanka, London, Guatemala, Latin America and France. In France this investment is getting bigger in the advertising market, as a result his company became a big industry and he himself died before really feeling the pleasure of all his investment.

Both his sons Willem and Julius continued his father's business. They cooperated until a truly great harvest.In the 1530s they established fast-food branches that provided bread with original licenses and original laws. Next their descendants actually take advantage of investment by selling bread factories, replacing banks because their parents' savings do not count.

Entering the 1600s the family became a noble and managed to build a castle, a small pavilion, the last mannor of the Julius faction. His son somehow, buying a plot of land with vast forests and horses to be used as a horse race, saw no seriousness Jacob took over the company. Next up until the 1740s, the first time they entered the enclosure, they netted prey with war spiders and the economy. France was almost turbulent, the people there preferred rioting. They use capital to make more parties and parties than the interests of their people. The situation has raised the heat of the people's earth. They were savagely rampaged by a cigar-fighting sheep, 1789, broke out already the Rosseau revolution.

The Dvorak family is not really rich, they are just good at investing, they are rich due to time and circumstances. Historians would not say his name.

By 1800 the family was said to have re-engaged with the exile of Willem V of the Netherlands, they deliberately heated the country's economic situation with war and extraordinary violence, through the insiders they live pitting one sword with another sword to fight each other and ransom all that money and blood. Next event unknown.

Did Dvorak officially establish a money institution in Britain or France there?

They have no official place. Always moving around erratically. Their food industry is not known where. It may be a building residence or now another operation. No one knows. No one ever saw him.

Their movements were completely suctioned into the bowels of the earth. Only through the mouths of the family could it be known to the public. They're not human ambassadors, they're financial ambassadors, they eat anything they can make money not prosperity. Someone said again.

In conclusion, the family first existed before the world family was born, they only used banks not long ago, the 1740s, before the parliament and its banners, he said, obviously the noble family was only known to the British in 1609 to 1700. They really blend loose after the world is increasingly open, trade, business bureau, handwerken, neringen, herbergen. The family had just jumped to the face of the 1830s.

In conclusion they were not known before that year. Perhaps there is a philosophical truth, The Synagogue Of Satan, human form if it is consumed by his passions. They fight for high positions to be pitted until the end. Superior pleasure until the death of man reigns only one, position and finances, the number two women can be dua anytime.

The family may be the suckers among the suckers. They're not the only ones. There are hundreds or even thousands of similar groups. Since William Harry, Zachary Taylor was killed with a second prison death in the years almost the same 1841-1850, the continuity of the capital owner crashing James Buchanan, the capital owner, the harsh reality of the man was that they could not finish 1857. The man's escape has not yet passed the death that defied the power of his successor; abraham Lincoln. Alongside other hurricanes raged, the American civil war of 1861-1866. None other than that - that too; Frankfurt Germany. They are trying to undermine the earth Europe is getting battered with blood and swords, financial redemption is so expensive for the owners of capital. According to the witnesses, the involvement of the owners of capital is very strong, they deign to finish who is a war inhibitor, they are not merciless unless the war really broke out. At least the blood and stains are increasingly destroying the continent of human freedom, America.

Norah never thought that an hypertensive person would produce such a huge mess only through his children. They do have money and dignity, but they have no heart and conscience, they learn anything to prey on and eat anyone worth eating, greasy human capital predators.

The woman didn't know where to give the tape. Amanda's not in place. Mary couldn't have liked it. Especially Sarah? That woman must be after money. Norah must wait for Amanda's return.

The young commissioner handed over the lock key to the last bibliographer. Norah just stared at the watch, it was one early morning, her murmurs evaporated shut up.

No, he knew someone was following him. Norah did not look. At a glance in the rear view of the taxi only women wearing silk shirts. His face was unclear as a result of standing on the bridge. Norah almost tripped, the woman squatted, fix her shoes, hose alone the sound of an eruption was heard.

Norah limbung, her body is hot. Black blood seeped out the waist. Norah quickly turned away. The female shooter ran off somewhere. The driver shouted out in solidarity. Norah stood up. The tall woman ran off her shoes. The driver was astonished, why didn't the woman die?

Norah ran through a row of closed shophouses. The woman smelled the fragrant clothes of women lovers of eu de colougne. Norah grinned, his whole body burning. The woman flew away into the sky.

Someone hastily pulled the apartment key off. The woman scolded some visitors. After changing out of flexible gymnastics and gymnastics clothes alone. Feeling sultry instead of playing the woman decide to open the veil of vitrase.

Seeing himself bending his legs, seeing himself pulling elbows, waist, breathing until yoga, something taut pulled him to the front of the balcony. The woman almost fell down. The girl was catapulted onto the shiny wood floor. A pair of scorched old shoes confronted him. Face growls. Both backs spread the bat's wings. “Please don't punish me!”

“Keparat! I never killed a human. Maybe just two years. Police work. You know it. Surely know. Your blood smells. You're who? Who told you to shoot? Say!” Norah shook with eyes lit up.

“You yourself have already ushered us one month.”

“Who are you?” Norah sat down cross-legged quietly to the floor.

“Not need to know. You know a lot about my family. You must die!” the woman took out pestol. Shoot Norah many times. Eruption after eruption destroy gymnasium. The room broke apart with Norah avoiding bullets. Norah salto superbly avoid hot gunpowder. The woman is out of *****. Dumped weapons.

“Let me guess.” Norah landed into the middle of the shattered mirror. “You Dvorak!”

“If it is true, why are you bothering us?”

“I know all of you. You fucking families. World troublemakers. You sacrificed humans to die for each other just for capital?”

“We cannot live if it is not so.”

“Can't? You fucker. Your money's half the salary of the American president, that's not how papa, sudarimu, invest?”

“Not want us. They are in power always have a reason to drop us.”

“Your reason is stupid.” Norah spit on the floor.

“You know? I could have killed a moron like you. We have Cern's accomplices. They can roast your ass man in.”

“You should use the gift of God for mankind. Not destroy them.”

“What is the difference between early humans and those who did not know school? They have a lot of corruption in school. They just rob the school steal. They school only gambling, ****, cheating, dirty, stupid. Moreover?”

“You are more fortunate to be able to have a humanist attitude from the attitude of animals and dogs.” Norah grumbled in reply.

“It is precisely war and blood can unite them. Huh, ah can't wait how much more we get? One population, two populations? You'll be oppressed if war breaks out later.”

“You really have no heart. What did you do to Unilever? Why do you speak humanly if this is how you look.” Norah bit her teeth.

“The truth is man can only be educated sword and blood, they never revolution, revolution only we are the initiators, you ready-made goats to be pitted to death.”

“I know you're not happy. You are not being honest with me now.” Norah quietly approached the woman.

“We just have to be able to eat. You use your money, we use our money. No need to camp us.”

“You?” Norah plucked the index finger. Remembering something. Something he didn't forget. “Chintami!”

“Not true, no.” Chintami kicks**************Norah. Norah shrieks in pain.

Chintami jumped a blurry break through the window below. Norah held off the woman's incredible kick. Now that he knew, now he realized the spy was none other than Marry's acquaintance.

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