Modernization of Queen
Running from Death
It looks like a woman in a shirt outfit and a middle knee-length span skirt is running as if being chased by great danger.
A group of people with portraits in their hands looked for the whereabouts of someone among the small alley surrounded by trees.
"Find him!" There was a command with a big voice that made the woman as silent as possible.
They look confused looking for a beautiful woman named Meysa Alves an artist disguised as a beautiful CEO of the descendants of the famous Alves family in his country.
Meysa does not want to be interviewed but wants to be finished by hiring a hitman under the guise of a journalist. Now that the beautiful woman was in an antique house, she did not care about the owner of this residence because she did not see anyone.
"Huh, jeez! Who pays them, he's smart too! But I'll be smarter. I'll make sure they won't find me!"
His eyes glanced at the small hole in the house that showed the crowd of fake journalists.
"Find it that way!" Meysa was finally able to breathe a sigh of relief after seeing the swarm of fake reporters go the other way.
Meysa's breath that is still hunting coupled with her legs are a little sick because of running on the streets that are not smooth like the face of the women coveted.
"Where's my phone."
Trying to find a cell phone to contact the management who is his bodyguard, he immediately contacted her.
"Let's lift!" Meysa said after pressing the call button.
Soon enough, I finally heard a voice too. "Where's your miss?" Someone across there.
"Don't ask too many questions, I almost got killed and now I'm hiding. I'll send you the location via voicemail and you'll be here soon!"
After telling her whereabouts he felt tired from running from the dead.
Feet tired, Meysa slowly moved around the traditional-style house. "It looks like this is a room. Uhuk! Uhuk!" Meysa felt itchy in her nose as she inhaled the ash that was floating in the room.
"Yes, even dusty. At least I can sleep, I'm so tired." Meysa laid herself on a wooden bed in the shape of a circle decorated with dusty roses.
"Wait, what could those carrion flowers be? I'm sure it must be him. Never mind, I'm tired." Meysa Eye
slowly closing and already arrived at his dream realm.
Now the beautiful woman was lying like a princess. Tired eyes and body does not make him care about the room he occupied.
Without realizing it, the room gave off a small glow. The small shape slowly began to spread and make it big as if getting energy from an object that he passed.
Now the light is approaching the bed inhabited by Meysa, starting from the bottom continue to rise and envelop the bed until after it was mastered finally the beam crept into Meysa's body and everything shone brightly accompanied by the disappearance of the figure lying there.
And now that the bed looks the way it was, there is no occupying nor is there anyone even a sign of someone's arrival.
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