MAFIA TWINS

TRAPPED IN RAIN

"Alright, Miss. I'm going to the mall with you." Raghaza finally agreed to Izumi's invitation.

"Goody!" Izumi gave her thumbs up.

From a distance Jiro comes with a small run towards Izumi.

"Are there any more orders, miss?" jiro asked with a breath that was still burning.

"none. Call Zain! I need the bike" said Izumi flatly.

Jiro was astonished by Izumi's orders. Many asking would only make his soul threatened. It is better that he immediately carry out his orders and all matters will be in order.

Jiro picks up the phone in his pants pocket and sends a message to Zain. It seems that Zain has also finished his task, hopefully he will open his message soon. If not, maybe Jiro should call him.

Izumi got into the car to change her clothes. There was no way he would go to the mall in his bloodstained armor. Despite carrying a secret weapon, she still had to look trendy like a young person in general.

A dark blue knee-length shorts with a tight t-shirt lined in a matching coloured jacket made Izumi look fashionable. He also replaced his shoes with sports shoes that clop with the suit he currently wears. Meanwhile, his hair was left untouched because they had to wear helmets.

No need to wait long, Zain has arrived there with his bike. He walked over to Izumi to give her the key.

"This is the key, Miss." Zain handed the key to Izumi.

"Hm. The gas is still there, right?" ask Izumi.

"Still full, Miss. I just filled it."

"OK! Thanks!"

Izumi walked over to Raghaza.

Jiro and Zain looked at each other. Until now, they do not know what Izumi's plan is.

Regarding the bike alone has made them astonished, then what will be done by Izumi with the bike.

"Ghaza! You brought the bike!" exclaim Izumi while throwing the key of the motor.

Raghaza swiftly caught the key of the motor thrown by Izumi. He then walked up to Zain's big motorbike and drove it slowly towards Izumi. They put on helmets together and drove quickly out of the harbor.

Zain and Jiro were still standing looking at the empty street Raghaza and Izumi had been walking through.

"Zayn! You just come with us to the base!" exclaim Jiro later.

Zain seemed to think. He was confused about wanting to go home or go to Goritzma headquarters. Today's mission has been completed and is still waiting for the next mission that does not come when.

"I'll just go home. I didn't sleep last night. It's so tired." Zain is seen holding his nape and shaking his head to stretch his tense muscles.

"All right! I'll drive you. It just so happened that they were all gathered together."

The other four members had already gathered and were waiting for Jiro beside his car.

They all left the harbor separately with a shadow army ruled directly by Izumi or Hiro.

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"It looks like it's going to rain, miss!" raghaza shouted half.

The journey to the mall is still quite far but thick cloudy already enveloped the city.

"Yes! You can speed up the bike!" Izumi shouted so Raghaza could hear his voice competing with the roar of his motorbike.

"Get a tight hold, miss!" yell Raghaza again.

The motorbike drove fast splitting the city streets. That afternoon the streets were quite dense making Raghaza must be clever looking for a gap to sneak out of the traffic jam. He is very good at riding motorcycles.

The drizzle began to fall even though it was still very small. If you continue to drive a long time their clothes will also get wet. As strong as they are still ordinary people who can be attacked by disease.

Raghaza did not want them to get caught in the rain, his eagle eyes kept looking around to find shelter from the rain.

Currently they were crossing the streets in the suburbs that became the border to their destination city.

Raghaza marginalized his bike and stopped at any place to take shelter as the rain fell more and more.

"Miss, is your shirt wet?" raghaza asked while glancing at Izumi.

"No. Just a little. Your clothes are wet."

It does. Raghaza's clothes are wet because he drives the bike in front. The jacket is quite thick but made of materials that absorb water.

"Y-yes, Miss. It will also dry."

Instead of taking off his wet jacket, Raghaza folded his arms around his chest while looking at the rain. His mouth seemed to bulge and let out warm air slowly from there to reduce the cold.

"Remove the jacket! The inner lining clothes will even get wet if the jacket you keep wearing!" Izumi said while blowing and rubbing one hand with the other.

"You cold?" raghaza asked a little worried.

He did not care about himself who was also very cold.

"Yes. It's cold." Izumi's body seemed to tremble withstanding the bone-chilling cold.

Raghaza thought how they could get rid of the cold because they did not know how much longer the rain would subside.

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