My best friend my husband

Chapters 121. In Terror Again

[It's okay, pah. Goodbye, yes. Do not forget to send a message in the chat room that you have arrived in Seoul. Take care of your health and do not forget to exercise. I'll worry about you if you're sick, then don't get sick and don't think about us here. We'll be fine. I will always inform you here and leave safely. Be careful on the road, pa.]

Don't forget I slipped an emoticon heart, a smile and a cry.

Pingy!

Aunt Kim

[Be careful on the road, Seok. We will pray for your safety, take care of yourself especially health. Azlan maybe we can't go there. Maybe in the afternoon because they go to school and later in the afternoon I will let them know and we will go to your house together.]

I patted the eel, it turned out that it was Saturday and I forgot that they were still in school. Huh, that's right Azlan

To Aunt Kim

[Sorry, bi. I forgot, well, I'll wait for you guys because I didn't go to work today. Happy activities.]

No more chat in WhatsApp group. I told Dara that they would come later in the afternoon except for Love.

"Well, I'll prepare for love."

Dara opened the entire kitchen cabinet and her eyes widened to see the gulali scattered on the wooden floor.

"Sister, so you bought this much?"

I nodded my head and looked at the newspaper in my lap. There is a lot of news in newspapers about crime and corruption.

"It is troubling that the depraved actions of those who dare to hide money that has no right to their own property. If you go to jail, it won't work. Even if imprisoned for 10 years they will repeat the deed unless sentenced to death. They can't dwell and must be very afraid to do this deed."

I said staring at the newspaper that contains acts of corruption and criminality there. There were several high-ranking state officials arrested for bribery and other corruption.

"Why, brother?" tananya while opening one of the purple taro-flavored gulleys.

"This is a lot of corruptors. Actually, if we meet a corruptor in one of the offices, and get sentenced to prison. All are put to death" I replied, turning the newspaper I read towards him.

"Hm, it's usual, brother. It is common in the eyes of the people. Imprisoned 5 years or 10 years, but 2 or 3 years later it's been out because it's paid."

"Yes, if necessary in a grenade, it's his house. Tell the TNI to do it," I grumbled to make Adna shake her head.

"We sunbathe first yuk, on the rooftop," I asked as I pulled Dara's hand towards the top floor.

***

Arriving there, we enjoyed the warm sensation of the morning sun together. Dara sat on the chair while I stood beside her.

Dara closed her eyes enjoying the sun that was hitting her face and her entire body.

When I finished, I went into my room and picked up the diary I had kept for a long time.

I haven't written one yet and I'll write it in Hangul.

this warm morning will be a silent witness that I have and often even spend time with people I love and even his name has filled my heart. After my mom and sister, love. This palace-like mansion that we have is sometimes not making me happy. But when laughter appears in the house it makes me happy with the woman who has officially become my wife. Not just on the letter, but I love him wholeheartedly. My ice-cold heart was immediately shattered to see his once frightened face. Somehow the taste appears will have it. Luckily my good intentions were accepted by her parents and God. I am so grateful to have it. Simple woman, even being my wife, she still reminds me to save money until I have to make a debit card again because it has reached the maximum limit. God, I hope you always look after him because I'm just a regular manudia and sometimes make mistakes and mistakes.ire

"Ah, I can finally compose the words again. After all this time I did not write and my writing was a little messy because I rarely held a pen. It's just for the signature and it's just for a little while" I said, looking at my handwriting on a white book that was inked black.

When I finished, I went into my room and picked up the diary I had kept for a long time.

I haven't written one yet and I'll write it in Hangul.

[This warm morning sun will be a silent witness that I have and often even spend time with people I love and even his name has filled my heart. After my mom and sister, love. This palace-like mansion that we have is sometimes not making me happy. But when laughter appears in the house it makes me happy with the woman who has officially become my wife. Not just on the letter, but I love him wholeheartedly. My ice-cold heart was immediately shattered to see his once frightened face. Somehow the taste appears will have it. Luckily my good intentions were accepted by her parents and God. I am so grateful to have it. Simple woman, even being my wife, she still reminds me to save money until I have to make a debit card again because it has reached the maximum limit. God, I hope you always look after him because I'm just a normal human being and sometimes make mistakes and mistakes.]

"Ah, I can finally compose the words again. After all this time I did not write and my writing was a little messy because I rarely held a pen. It's just for the signature and it's just for a little while" I said, looking at my handwriting on a white book that was inked black.

[Regarding fate, I cannot interfere in God's affairs. Sometimes, I get disappointed because I think God is unfair. I sensed that back when I parted with emotions and she left me, my world came to a halt and my world felt like the apocalypse. The thing that shocked me the most, the fear and the loss that was so overwhelming. In fact, people who rarely face him feel better than me. But, that's life. Man also cannot ignite a destiny that always goes up and down and the more it goes far, the more thorns await your arrival.]

Brak!

"Aah!"

I immediately ran down. The sound of objects thrown into the glass and the sound of the cry of Dara and Bi Ima there.

"What's wrong?" ask Bi Ima.

"Someone throws the kitchen glass, sir."

"Where is Dara?" ask again.

Bi Ima pointed towards the bottom of the table as my eyes followed the direction of Bi Ima. Dara was covering her ears with her palms and sitting under the dining table.

"Here baby, it's okay" I said slowly as I pulled her out of there.

"So someone tried to break the glass. I don't know," Dara said in a trembling tone. Not just his voice, but his body as well and the sweat on his temples.

"It's okay, gwaenchanh-a."

I walked up to the kitchen glass and saw a bullet attached to it.

Fortunately, the glass did not enter the house because all the glass in my house is thick bulletproof glass and very difficult to break with heavy items.

I took the phone and shot the stray bullet with my camera phone and sent it to Jong Ru.

Pingy!

Jong Ru's

[What is that? Why are there bullets in there? What the hell is going on?]

"Come, let's go to the room."

I pulled Adnan's hand into the room and he told me about it.

"So, I was cooking with my aunt. Just as I was taking toflen, suddenly there was a loud noise. I shouted and immediately hid under the dining table."

I sighed softly then stroked his head and carried him into my arms.

"We're gonna solve this problem. You take it easy, brother will settle this matter with Jong Ru."

"Huh?" Adnan raised his head to look at me. His face was soaked with tears.

"Aren't you better than him?"

"Yes, forced. He's sister's cousin."

Adnan put his head back on my midsection. While I stroked his head.

I took my phone and typed a message on Jong Ru.

To Jong Ru's

[There was a bullet that went into my house, precisely in the kitchen. At that time my wife and my housekeeper were cooking. Adnan was taking toflen and suddenly a bullet went into the house. Fortunately, I did not go inside. You can't come to the house and get the bullet for fingerprints. What about the karen? Did it get into the cell?]

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