My Secret Life's

Chapter 109: The Game

"Hmmm. I come in if you still want to pass the secret path. Hows? (Hmmm. I'll come if you still want to pass the secret path. Hows it? )" asked Lovely with one eyebrow raised which made the girl's face look serious.

Not an answer, but Zain quickly set foot toward the passenger door and opened the door in response to Lovely's request, while Lovely still stands under the archway and enjoys her sister's sweet demeanor.

" love! " excited Zain who made Lovely grinned the horse displaying a row of his white teeth and stepped his feet closer to his brother who was still loyal at the passenger door.

Brakes...

"The earphones!" love orders after Zain is already sitting in the driver's seat.

With his left hand Zain received one earphones from his little brother, and clearly the voice from across began to be heard giving direction towards the secret path that he wanted. Whereas in a middle mansion there was a commotion with the condition of the meeting room like a ship breaking with many of his papers strewn on the floor, making a man without top clothes clenched his hands with whitened nails.

Wouss.. Prahaang..

"What are you waiting for? Exit ! " the man exclaimed loudly to make his men run around rhythmlessly leaving their leader who was wrathful because of the reports and also so many bank bills from one pet cat centilnya.

"Das@r stray cat! Not me who uses it but instead he who uses me, just be careful if you return. " said the man by grabbing a bottle of wine presented on the table next to his seat and immediately open the lid of the wine bottle violently.

Glug...

The sound of her wine gulping could even be heard until the exit of the door where she was sitting, without realizing that her mansion had been watched from various sides. Many sophisticated tools in the form of tiny bees that have flown around the mansion and monitor the conditions in the mansion that turned out to be quite arid, from the laptop screen that is in the lap of a reliable sniper in the car with a distance of two hundred meters from the mansion.

While sipping the wine, the man walked out of the meeting room and walked down every inch of the ceramic floor with batik carvings that contrasted sharply with the vulgar appearance of the mansion owner, the step walked up the stairs without greeting anyone who greeted him. While outside the bees began to enter the mansion through the ventilation hole without obstruction, which made the scout smile because his target did not provide good security for the protection of the occupants of the mansion.

"In a matter of one attack the mansion!" the sniper commands the command through his earphones.

Lima...

Unforgetable...

Thiga...

Dua...

Satuu....

Dooor... Pyaaaar.. Prahaang... Duuaarr....

The sound of gunfire from the top and side front stormed the mansion which made the occupants of the mansion in the front row immediately sprawled lifelessly in addition to the property which was immediately severely damaged by the explosion coming from the throw assembled mini bombs that come like a marbles throw. Seeing the mansion in a weakened state, the red ninjas who were hiding began to emerge and break into the mansion which had lost its front guard while the commando of the attack still chose to remain silent and saw the movement of his red ninja army through the laptop on the lap nya.

Until the inevitable fight takes place inside the mansion between the red ninja forces and the mansion's owner's men, but the commando's goal is to bring the owner of the mansion without any injuries. By being forced to make her have to close the show from her laptop and intervene into the mansion, her long steps seemed to accelerate her intention to become a winner.

Unbeknownst to him if from the other direction there is already one figure who became his rival with a flat face and joined the foot to the mansion that has been half destroyed, half destroyed, there was no doubt from the figure's steps until it casually passed through the corpses scattered in front of the inner gate.

A fight that looks ordinary because one side clearly looks his strength and the other party looks very weak to be an unbalanced fight, by covering like being bored of enjoying a show that is not worthless despite the curiosity with the party that looks strong but his steps still infiltrate between the fight and climb the stairs that lead to the top, it must be the owner of the mansion.

There are about five rooms from the north end to the south end with the same door design and also the color of the green wall paint tosca and momentarily her steps are stopped to observe her surroundings however there is a very aroma in his recognition, the aroma of wine with quality number twenty with a price of about ten million and below. Without delaying for a long time his steps returned to the one room in the second row of the south where the aroma of wine disappeared in front of the room that was tightly closed, a firearm that was behind his back in his grab and by closing one of his left eyes aimed the firearm at the doorknob.

Doorrs.. Clik..

"Who are you? " asked the masked man without lowering his firearm even though the distance of the two men was three meters.

"What cares about you? " question back to Zain by lowering his firearm and putting it behind his shirt back on his back.

That he was Zain the figure who came at the last moment but right and did not spend much energy to destroy the mansion that became his goal, which was his goal, zain's eyes stopped towards the target which would make his world in full color. The man who turned out to have been teller because of wine with half-open eyes and unclear mixes, white shirts with chain necklaces that adorn the neck of his target was followed wet with the smell of wine.

"***Hey! Stop staring at my prey! " cried the masked man with a threatening tone that actually made Zain raise one eyebrow.

"You wrong, him my mission.( You're wrong, he's my mission.) "said Zain with a thin smile that made the masked man tickle upset because he just realized the macho man in front of him was a rival who was meant by his queen.

"Welcome to the game. (Welcome to the game.) " said the masked man by aiming at something that makes Zain immediately avoid.

Duaarr.. Vraaug***..

It was not Zain who was targeted by the masked man but rather a Gucci who was beside the man's back door and with that chance the masked man's hand pulled his target to stand up and run with him approaching the entrance of the room that was not guarded by Zain. Because shooting gucci made Zain get out of his one-on-one way to get in and out of the room of the owner of the mansion, and, zain still looks relaxed though after rolling in the other direction only to dodge the bullets that point at him.

Seeet... Wuuss.. Duug.. Bruug...

With a quick movement Zain ran after the masked man who almost touched the door knob and pulled his main target towards him and kicked the masked man's leg with his best strength to make the masked man whimper pain before his balance falls and falls with a sitting position that definitely makes ***@* hot masked man plus grievous.

"I hate games. (I hate the game.) "said Zain and chose to bring the target leaving the masked man who was enjoying the pain of a deadly kick from his rival.

Zain's kick was only once but right about the nerves in his legs that seemed to make the power of his entire body directly disappear just like that and his heart also asked where the rival came from his that can directly subvert himself once hit. Withholding the pain, in his rogoh pocket the right trousers are storing his smart phone and a number with the symbol of the crown and flowers on the dial, even the fifth ring still calls her unanswered.

"Queen I am Lose. (Queen I failed.) "reported the masked man in a pinched voice who instantly sent his voicemail to the number of the crown symbol and flowers because his phone call was not answered.

While Zain had brought his target and made the man with a very pungent wine aroma become the occupant of the trunk of his car, and left the mansion that had become a flood of blood everywhere. Cars that now pass through public roads and routes are different from the beginning of his arrival, even cars that move and go fast enough not to make the girl in the passenger seat drop off her novel book.

"Love! " call Zain who immediately makes Lovely close the novel with one sweet fingers to be the limiter of the book.

"What's? (What? ) "ask Lovely with a suspicious and unhappy look.

"Where did I drop you? " question back Zain by scratching his head that does not itch because of getting the look of dislikes his sister.

"The Main House." answered Lovely and opened his novel again because it could be in for sure if his brother would talk at length after hearing his answer.

The Main House where his family lived, was definitely a forbidden place for his elder brother. Because a Zain does not like to live on set and on the bridle for his life is to fly at his will and motto of life that makes his brother choose to hang out of the Main house leaving the family without any facilities. But there is no objection other than the whistling voice of his brother, a whistle that has not been heard for a long time lovely makes the girl smile behind her novel book.

"Love makes my soul smolder, my sweetheart.'' Zain murmured in between her whistles and left the car window next to her open and let a gust of wind blow her in the face.

*Who is he? I want to see how beautiful the woman who made you crazy.* Inner Lovely who can still hear Zain mutter.

The atmosphere in the car was so boisterous just with a whistle of a Zain who was in a drunken romance, different again with a hot atmosphere in a nursery. Where now three men of different ages are sitting facing each other with a difficult gaze to interpret, there is a gaze that seems to me to ask for responsibility, Someone asked for an explanation to make the three men sigh simultaneously.