Not a Manduline Woman

Sharpshoot

Busy working...

It had been two days that Riyan's activity was too dense. Always come home late at night. Even today until two in the morning.

Riyan let out a heavy sigh, being a crazy figure at work made him have to lose playing time in youth.

Not infrequently Riyan longs for a time where he can be himself. Live a free life without the pressure and great responsibilities that always rest on his shoulders.

Standing in the middle of a masked man was exhausting. In his world, no one could be trusted.

Some pretend to be sweet for the sake of position, pretend to be good for honor, and some pretend to be heroes but stab from behind.

Every day he had to be ready to die, the dashing man who always slipped a gun in his pocket. He has two possibilities in his life. If not shot, then shot.

Riyan pulled the car over at the end of the parking lot. The quiet and quiet atmosphere was so gripping.

Tap tap tap...

The sound of his shoes was so loud, he looked relaxed but not with his eyeballs. Riyan smelled strange smells in that quiet place.

Duaaaarrrr... Duaaaarrrr.. Duaaaarrrr....

Riyan swiftly dodged the thunder aiming towards right in his chest.

At first glance he saw a man in black glasses approaching him.

"Lift hand! " that heavy voice sounded full of threat.

Riyan raised both of his hands, his body not moving at all. Not only this time, his life seemed to be on the edge of the horn. But the man was never afraid of death.

The mysterious man kicked the back of Riyan's knee. To make Riyan's body fall down and seem to kneel.

Riyan could not see his face clearly, but the tattoo on his left hand was enough to explain who this charming man was.

"Don't I remind you, don't you ever dare interfere with my business. Hahahaha... Now end your history biadap police,,,!!! " excited the masked man while slowly pulling the trigger.

Ryan closed his eyes slowly. Dead or alive is the Creator's rule.. If his life were to be lost tonight, he might soon meet his father in heaven.

Plaque....

There was the sound of the gun falling to the floor with a pink rubber slipper.

Riyan quickly opened his eyes, and circulated his gaze. His eyeballs stalled on the rearview mirror of the car reflected the moon's shadow.

The moon was hiding behind the car.

Oh my God, where did that woman come from.

With a quick step Riyan turned around and kicked the man's knee. Riyan turned both of his hands backwards. And tie it with handcuffs.

Finally the head of the mapia that he was courting in the city, came alone to Riyan.

Please, stay hidden . The moon never show your face here....

I don't know, Suddenly the man's heart was filled with fear. Not afraid of the enemy but afraid of the Moon being dragged into his cruel world.

Riyan quickly closed the mapia's eyes using her tie. Pushing the man rough into the car.

When Riyan, wanted to get into his car. Riyan's eyes still glanced at the Moon. I don't know..this place is so quiet, could it be that the woman could return safely?

Riyan locked up his intention to leave. Yes, he locked his car, the sandal became his savior this time.

Riyan approached the Moon who had already silenced his own mouth.

Now change hands of Riyan who silenced the mouth of the Moon. Truly the man did not even want the voice of the Moon to be heard by others.

The moon seemed to be in revolt, her little hands started beating onto Riyan's burly body

. It even bit Riyan's wrist. But not in the slightest make Riyan's hand come loose. With a quick movement, Riyan brushed the Moon's mouth and lifted her away from the silent room.

Entering the litf and passing through the silent passageways. Hanggangga until it was in room 305, Riyan lowered the Moon "Other times do not ever wander the nights alone, especially doing things like that. If you see something like that, then go quietly." exclaimed Riyan full of pressure.

The moon seemed to want to talk, but its mouth was still slippery.

Riyan opened the door of the moon room and pushed the woman's body in. "Don't forget to lock the door from the inside" he exclaimed again, releasing the Moon's hand from his.

"Auuuuu,,, au is sick" he lamented.

"Based on the bad cop, not his thank you. Even paste my mouth. It hurt" the Moon grumbled as it reopened the door, and let out its head like a turtle.

His eyes looked around for the male figure who had just given him an ultimatum. But the hallway looked lonely, not even the shadow of the man was seen anymore.

"So soon he disappeared, lest he be a descendant of demons, Hiiii" muttered the Moon as he closed his door again.

"Don't forget the door lock"

That heavy, pressure-filled voice kept ringing in the Moon's ears.

The moon locked the door, imagining Riyan's sinister face as it made her shudder in horror.

Slowly the Moon went up to the bed, where the oma margaret was fast asleep.

For some reason with the Moon's heart tonight.Since returning from the hospital, his heart was so agitated. Even this late he couldn't sleep.

Suddenly the moon was eager to listen to music, but dear. Moon headset left in car.

Women who are classified as never having fear even recklessly down to the parking lot. And who would have thought he saw the figure of the man he once knew was in danger. A pistol tip was directly attached to the temples of Riyan's eyes.

The moon looked around. There was nothing, which could stop the evil of the bespectacled black man.

But it's not the Moon if it doesn't have a genius idea to fight the enemy. Even when meeting with the IQ lesson the woman suddenly mines. But if it's about the trick of knocking down an opponent, the goal moon.

The moon smiled obliquely as it looked at its head. He quickly grabbed his head and with one eye. Moon throw right on target. Not in vain when the Moon used to throw mango neighbors with hihihi stone Now he looks so good about throwing.

"Yes"

moon said happily, the woman immediately silenced her own mouth. Staring in amazement at Riyan's rapid movements. In just a matter of seconds, the blue-jacketed dongker man took down the enemy.

"Waw." he said again.

The moon is watching an action drama in a movie theater. The woman was too innocent to understand the danger that was threatening her.

Just now the Moon wants to scream Horee... But the voice was held back by Riyan's burly hand.

"He is very strong" said Moon.

A shadowy flash of the scene just now continued to spin on the Moon's head.

The moon pulled the blanket up to the tip of her head.

He could not deny how his heart raced great when he was near the man. Especially when the Moon's body is above the man's two sturdy arms.

The eyes of the Moon were fixed on a handsome face that looked so fierce at that time. Riyan looked at him with anger.

"Why is he so angry?" ask the Moon again.

The woman was so innocent as to understand the fear of loss that Riyan had just shown.

"Any... Why does he know my room number?I never gave it to him"

Not sleep, but the Moon is thinking hard. Guessing the mysterious attitude of the man she just knew.

Still vividly remembered how the man interrogated her while at the police station. The man looked firm yet pleasant.

And of course the Moon can not forget, when he suddenly appeared on the beach. The man looked so warm, his protective soul made the Moon feel very comfortable in his arms.

And tonight...

Like a dream, suddenly God reunited her. But with a different atmosphere.

There is a feeling of unwillingness, unwillingness to lose a man who already seems resigned. Giving his life to float in the hands of a terrifying evil man.

Brother cop, what's with my heart?

Why do you keep shadowing me?

Ask the moon again before he is completely immersed in his subconscious dreams.