Perfect Son-in-law

Bright Point

The ocean cannot be completely.

Outside, it doesn't continue like anything between Laura and her men. Which clearly felt silent in addition to the sound of the wind whistling from the balcony door that was not closed.

Many times Mada she called. Ask if they have landed on Moscow ground yet.

Mada said he was still in Indonesia, and will leave tomorrow morning, which will come only less than two hours.

Indicates the number 4.05 local time blind nights.

"Bus ... The ocean!"

The ocean turned its attention towards the door. The voice was like a whisper, but it was very clearly heard. He stepped up from his seat on the bed.

The next second an object emerged from the slit of the bottom of the door, looking like a spoon handle. Replacing the knock on the door in a different way, or he thought the Ocean might have fallen asleep.

TING! TING!

The ocean was staring in that direction.

"Samudra." The whisper was heard again.

Female voice.

If it was Laura, it would be impossible.

Laura has another key as her freedom access over the Ocean.

With a step of settling barefoot, the Ocean approached the door, installing the best possible ear.

"This Samudra is Charlotte."

A little surprised, "Charlotte," he murmured.

"Please open the door."

The handle is held and then turned to open the door.

She-Charlotte who was crouching was aghast and immediately stood up.

"What's up, Wen?" ask Samudra's. That was how he greeted his adoptive sister, taking the back of the girl's full name.

Not an answer from the mouth, after a moment of flirting around, Charlotte instead pushed Ocean's body into the room and hurriedly locked the door.

"Huff!" Rough breath he exhaled while stroking the chest.

The ocean scrunched up. "What's wrong?"

She was a little surprised, as Charlotte instead pulled her hand towards the bed.

"Sit down!" said the girl. The ocean complies because it is forced.

Charlotte took a breath, swallowed the saliva, then stabilized herself. "I know where your son and woman are!" just say it directly.

The ocean rounded its eyes hearing that, then responded enthusiastically, "Where?! Kat-pff!"

Charlotte smothered her foster sister's mouth, then placed the index finger from the other hand onto her lips. "Don't be so loud!"

Like a child, Samudra nodded.

After that, Charlotte released her clot and began to tell stories slowly and carefully, revealing the black spot of the Ocean to be bright.

"So I stole listen ...."

...******...

The black SUV blending in red speeding through the dark streets of Moscow in the morning blind.

In his ear, a cordless earphone was attached.

"I need help. Please read the message I just sent!"

The ocean contacted someone while continuing to drive.

The travel time is not so long because the destination is not far too.

Parked Laura's SUV she stole on a side, under a tree she didn't know what it was, the Ocean came down with a pounding heart.

In front of him, a tall towering old building that seemed to no longer be used. The clumps grew up around the courtyard.

Keeping his gaze on alert, he stepped foot towards the inside of the building.

There is no door in the way. The floor that was stepped on was even overgrown with moss and smelled a little musty.

Empty situations spring up, in addition to used items that are stacked haphazardly on the table.

The move swung slowly while continuing to look around vigilantly. He did not forget, a soft gun in his grasp, to guard against the unexpected.

Satisfied to go around, there was nothing strange on the ground floor that he poked. A staircase at one point became the center of attention of the next Ocean.

He ploughed one by one his sons to reach the higher part of the floor, keeping in full alert steps.

His pair of eyes were sharply aiming at every corner. The knuckle started to appear. In one direction, voices sounded like people were talking. Keep stepping not haphazardly, the Ocean approaching that direction. His mind guessed, maybe they were there.

There was a twin door that was quite high, its boundary looming far above the head.

Not locked.

Push it slowly and carefully.

Unfortunately, his gaze had not yet reached there, the sound of snapping shoes was approaching. The ocean immediately chimes to hide. Coincidentally there was a wall gap that jutted quite snugly for his body.

Aye!

Two men in shoes came out past him and went down the stairs while talking about a cup of coffee.

After they were not seen, the Ocean came out of hiding and then returned to the door.

He made it in. There's nothing there.

The view back circulated.

This floor was different from the previous one, the stairs he had climbed up, quite tall with hundreds of children. Turns out this is the reason.

When he entered, he was on a tile that was only two meters wide, fenced in an iron raaling all around that restricted a large section down there.

Steps are carefully rearranged. Standby pistol in ready grip.

Another ladder to go down there is quite convoluted, but still down to the bottom.

Not having time to look around, the gaze was immediately fixed on one point.

"Well! Gala!" Instantly the heart of the Ocean was roaring. "No!"

Glorien and Sagara, both tied to a small iron pole high enough to be slightly far apart.

Beneath it, a wide, spiked pedestal appeared menacing.

"Samoudra!" Glorien shouted after seeing the figure he was so looking forward to.

"Father!" Sagara was screaming. "Please Gala, Pa!" The boy was crying.

The voice of the woman and the little boy further strengthened the determination of the Ocean to save them as soon as possible.Without caring about the surroundings that he had not had time to observe there were many enemies or not, The ocean immediately jumped to run near the child and ex-wife while he had not been able to embrace simultaneously.

But a man who seemed to be there from the start, blocked quickly.

"HEY!" yelled the man.

GREPS!

The leg that kicked swiftly was held back by the Ocean by his hand. Then twisted it to the point of falling.

But he got up again.

"Father!" "Samoudra!" Sagara and Glorien cried out in dismay.

BUGS!

Jotos is inevitable. There was no time for Samudra to use his gun, instead he made a weapon to complain. It takes at least between five to seven minutes to subvert.

Hunting breaths, fast kempis, the man fell under his feet after he prides himself with his gun to drain blood. Unfortunately, the two men had returned and immediately followed the attack.

"YAKK!"

Sontak made Samudra turn back to fight.

DORR!

"Aarrayghh!" One, collapsed all at once after an Ocean bullet penetrated his left chest. The other one came forward.

KLATAK!

The gun in the hand of the Ocean managed to escape and then slammed into the wall. Continues with muscle back.

"Father!" "Samoudra!" Sagara and Glorien were getting anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

BAG! THE BIG! BUGS!

This one opponent is quite difficult, his strength is quite qualified. The ocean is a little overwhelmed. Unfortunately, there is no other choice but to fight. Until finally ....

DAG!

His lethal kick knocked the small-eyed Russian man into the corner of the wall, the Ocean beating him there blindly until it really made it difficult for his opponent to move.

Tired within him instantly disappeared. From there rushed the Ocean towards Glorien as well as Sagara who kept shouting his name with a cry.

There are only five steps left ....

"STOP, OCEAN! OR YOUR CHILDREN AND WOMEN WILL BE SHOT FROM HERE!"