Jams

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Srrt..! Srr..!

Jihan crawled her sosflat, the powders coiled into rings. The master got up from sitting down. "Dirt."

In the yard of the house, Jihan took a clothesline. He just remembered. Usually he takes every finished dhuhur. Maybe he's forgetful because he's been chatting with Dety for a long time on the tracks.

Ten minutes later, Jihan's work was done, her shirt and a few pants folded neatly. There are four stacks, Jihan peddling in bed. He put them in the closet one by one.

Jihan sat down on the side of her bed. Daydreamed. The French still crossed his mind. Back nyesek.

"Do you have any tips..?"

Hhh, I am just like you sir. Only, the words of the Father are better than that

"Kita khan is praying. Napa still kebayang continues..? Hhh.. Jilect kayak deliberately provoked our emotions."

Hhh. And he knows what the servant will do to him

"Did he pretend to be Prita's mom?"

None other than him seeks a way with you, sir

"How are you measuring? The road?"

Thus. Prita is waiting for the process

"Hadeeh, I brought this sin, Rin."

Let's go on, sir

"Yes. We may have to dingle together. Astaghfirullah.."

In his seat, Jihan closed two eyes, bowing her head. Not sleeping, Jihan tried to calm herself down. Prita said he was still prone to meeting Jilect, not ready to meet their fugitives. While Marcel believes, Jihan is able to overcome her anger.

Maghrib arrives. Jehan prayed again in his face to the Qibla. Now he is ruku, unlike before ashar, his prayer is now made long ago.

"Gue's at home, Yan. I'm fine," replied Jihan, already sitting on her desk chair, again eating a plate of food. "Yes, I made a sprain, but I'm fine."

Jihan called Diandra, asked about her mental state. "Jilect ato paradox that you say is difficult to find. Details of the RPM numbers are more reliable than the RPM lo."

"So you've met her location?"

"Udah. He's waiting in Endfield. He can keep you fit onmind too."

"You guys get snooped too?"

"That's like when RPM's in a hundred digits, Han. Who's onmind there, he knows. Ultimate is back glahikan. RPM he's level is frustrated."

"Isn't that human? Butcher?"

"Kalo lo still not sure, lo inget-inget again lo previous version. Let's go see him."

"Where's inget? I used to be half parasas Parent."

"Say Giga, Ultimate can be cheated. Lo can repeat the way of the Bihun, but still ngeraguin. Who got hit, can anyone, including me."

"This is. I also want to see how many digits are in my RPM. I have to go where I shave. Coincidentally Qorin jeans alchemist. Jamu made him cool."

"Yes good. To Foslite, find Clone's mom. He made our bratle. The bandage."

"OKAY. But end isya. Responsibility, let's wake up at dawn right."

"The new gate is onmind, again in my car. Call you via libflat. I still have a job at the Minion. It was Han."

"Be your self, Han."

"Okay, Nay. So too, huh?"

No answer, the silent communication ring doesn't vibrate anymore. Jihan feeds the rice, continuing her show.

In the kitchen, the dishes were washed by Jihan. He's still chewing food. The sound of water can be heard there. Beres turned the water knob, Jihan put her cutlery on the shelf, her two hands she wipes.

Mom works overtime, so just Jihan at home. The lights of the room had been lit by the robot-liquid since the afternoon when Jihan sat down.

Sosflat darted to the table as Jihan climbed the stairs. The strange powder crawled the tv remote. Jihan let the robot watch the news covid, shut the door.

".. positive number, from the hospital data reaches hundreds of thousands.."

Despite the tight lock, tivi's voice was still heard in the room.

"Rin, tell him to write the volume. I'm already missing the rancid again ah."

Servant has said this incident. Seed fields affect him. We'll just take it

"That's like the Oyon caper. He's at home again. Not in the field. Mr. Maman, Ms. Rosi, the neighbor on the nagging again."

Hhh. We have to take him back to the fields, see his new friend, sir

"The misty're gini's nyebelin."

"Some residents wait in the hospital yard with patients. While medics. bla bla.."

Jihan standing near the porch fence. Here tivi's voice sounded faint, not so noisy. He continued to chat with Qorin.

"Kalo Jilect does want you, I can't be sincere. If I don't cooperate, I can't either" said Jihan leaning against the veranda fence while crossing her hands. "I think he wants our attention, Rin. In front of Goa McWell, they shake hands. They're on a mission, they want to evict us from the Lectrin civilization."

Thus. They are also willing to fight. Servants have delivered a message to their leader, they want Jhid to free Black Soul, their new queen candidate

"Info from where?"

Dlangs. Dety reported it to Marcel and the others

"From the Gogogog?"

Thus. They want a new queen. The suitable candidate is Black Soul

"They've been working on Luna."

FinalCutter was indeed difficult for them, until it was finally decided to look for Black Soul for that purpose

"You know the Jilect isn't the big boss. He's a paradox who's being parachuted."

Thus. The servant does not know what to prepare for you

"I think I should take heart, Rin."

If it is easy for you, God willing, there is a way, sir

The sound of the mosque toa is heard. Isya's hour arrived marked his adhan.

"Udah isya. I don't feel like the clock is going to be fast."

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