MY NEIGHBOR OM MAFIA HANDSOME

GO TO KALISA'S ROOM

Two days passed, since Kalisa was delivered by Smith, Kalisa rarely visited Smith's house. Although Smith has always been at home since taking Kalisa.

The night had been pointed at two o'clock at night, Kalisa was so good with his sleep.

Suddenly.

"Kreeeeek" The sound of Kalisa's glass window, opened slowly, but Kalisa did not realize that, Kalisa still slept with her beautiful Bobok.

Slowly Rare Feet approached towards Kalisa's bed, and still had not built the beautiful girl.

Now someone is getting closer, then Ride Kalisa basket, Kalisa who is a little uncomfortable with the movement in his bed, trying to open his eyes slowly, to ascertain What happened in his bed.

"Hap" Kalisa's mouth was closed by someone with big and wide hands, which must have belonged to a gaga man.

Kalisa was shocked, trying to fight under his dim lights.

But the man approached towards Kalisa, while sticking his index finger on the man's own lips.

"sutttt, it's me, Smith" Smith said, leaving Kalisa to fight no more and nod,

"Why are you suddenly in my room" asked Kalisa asked slowly, with his mouth still closed, Slowly Kalisa Opened the hand, believing what he saw.

"Yes right, I'm Smith, I went up through the walls of your house and opened the glass windows of your room, please Help me, protect myself, I was chased by the bad guys, who wants to kill me in my own house, there is no way out, except through your house, which will not be realized by criminals," said Smith Long, but Kalisa was a little suspicious, for what Smith said.

Smith's hand, still held by Kalisa, pulled out the virgin from the arm of Smith's black jacket.

Kalisa Kaget, and disappeared the suspicion, and felt Smith was being labored by the Criminals, and without thinking anything, did not ask, how could, a Smith, a Smith, can open the glass window belonging to Kalisa, which is locked quite strong it.

Because Kalisa was shocked to see the virgin, Kalisa Intended to take the medicine box, while looking at Smith's wound.

"Wait here, let me get you some medicine" said Kalisa, who panicked about the blood.

Smith held onto Kalisa's arm, so as not to move from there.

"Don't, your family will be suspicious, and it could put your lives at risk too, my wounds aren't too Para, I just need to hide in your room for a while, can you lock your bedroom window back" Smith said, making Kalisa immediately open the blanket and go down, to his window for a lock.

Smith's eyes followed the direction of Kalisa's road that closed the window.

Smith slightly swallowed the saliva, staring at the contents behind the thin cloth used by Kalisa, and it was not realized by Kalisa.

Finished with that, Kalisa drew closer to Smith, who was still staring at him, Kalisa did not feel suspicious of Smith's View.

"I've locked the window, quickly open your shirt," Kalisa said, not aware of the ambiguous speech.

Smith then threw away his gaze, to distract the gazes and other thoughts that filled Smith's brain, hearing Kalisa's ambiguous speech.

"Heiiiii." said Kalisa, waving to the face of Smith who turned away from him.

"Let's go, open up, do I need to help you, open it up" Kalisa said, because he thought, maybe Smith can't open the shirt himself, because he's hurt.

Kalisa was still at home with that, with a gaze staring at Smith's burly body, in fact, Smith had not realized, if Kalisa was staring at Smith's beautiful body, but when he saw, kalisa did not move from his place, he said, Smith turned his head, towards Kalisa, who was staring at his body.

Seeing that, Smith slightly wanted to prank the but very beautiful young girl.

Smith walked up, approached Kalisa, Kalisa who began to realize, with his attitude, looked at Smith's face who was also staring at Kalisa, kalisa spontaneously threw away his gaze, then slowly retreated, because of Smith, who also looked at Kalisa, getting closer to Kalisa.

Until Kalisa's feet stuck at the end of his bed, Kalisa sat down, but Smith still approached his face towards Kalisa.

Kalisa still returned the beautiful and sharp eyes of Beli Smith who was shaking Kalisa's faith.

Feeling Smith was very close, and Kalisa could no longer avoid it, Kalisa closed his eyes.

Kalisa waited for the thing that he thought was his perverted brain, that Smith's lips***** his lips, Kalisa had shadowed it in his brain, and confirmed it.

"Do you not want to help, treat my wounds" Smith said in front of Kalisa's face, who was very close, embarrassed by his own attitude, Kalisa opened his eyes, then pushed Smith away.

"I.e., I will help you," said Kalisa looking for some wound medicine in his room, although not as complete as the medicine outside the room kalisa, but it could still help Smith to bandage it.

"where do I look, sit first" Kalisa said, letting Smith sit in bed, then Kalisa took the medicine, Kalisa intended to bandage the wound with a clean used cloth, and then he took the medicine, there was no bandage in his room.

Smiling faintly, Smith sat on Kalisa's bed, and then Kalisa saw the wound.

Kalisa was quite shocked, because the wound, not an ordinary wound, was a translucent wound.

"As for how I can treat this, it's like a gunshot wound" Kalisa said, leading Smith to turn his head toward Kalisa.

"Help me tie my wrist, let me do it myself, because it's a gunshot wound, and the bullet has to come out first" Smith replied, making Kalisa again glare at her beautiful eyes.

"Can you help me not..?" smith asked, seeing Kalisa still staring at the gunshot wound.

Kalisa was startled by Smith's voice, and immediately moved to help tie Smith's burly arm.

Tight enough with that bond, Smith asked again.

"Do you have a candle in this room..??"

"Have it, but what's the candle for??" Just take it, don't ask, you'll see it." Kalisa took a candle in his drawer, and gave it to Smith, Smith pulled out a match, but it fused with a small knife in it.

"What do you want to do..!??" Kalisa asked, quite surprised by the knife, and Kalisa started thinking no-no, Kalisa moved away while lifting the lamp to sleep on the edge of his bed.

Smith did not answer Kalisa's question, he bit a used cloth that Kalisa gave earlier, while heating up the separation, Kalisa was still on guard, about what Smith was doing, he said, Smith did not turn his head nor did he move from that place, continuing what he wanted to do.

Slowly Smith poked out the gunshot wound, withstanding the excruciating pain.

Seeing that, Kalisa grew shocked, but did not feel afraid anymore, because he knew what Smith meant by the knife.

With the sweat that began to flow, Smith still tried to pry the wound, Kalisa was confused, willing to help what, because he also did not understand, how to help Smith.

Kalisa just stood in the corner, looking at Smith in pain himself, to take out the bullet, which was still embedded in his stocky arm, for almost an hour, finally, the bullet came out of Smith's arm, without bandaging in advance, Smith lay down, with blood still flowing from his arm.